<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Tr_veller on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/tr_veller/</link><description>Recent content in Tr_veller on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/tr_veller/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Factory</title><link>/stories/2003/09/28/the-factory/</link><pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/09/28/the-factory/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Lisa stood in the darkest corner she could find, looking across the
alleyway at the factory doors shut tightly in front of her. It was an excellent
job she had landed with the private investigation company she now worked
for and she was very happy to get it. Her boss Mrs Bond had seemed very
impressed with her even though she had limited experience of this line
of work, only working in a local paper for a short year while studying
for her degree. &amp;ldquo;Hardly a hot bed of intrigue and danger.&amp;rdquo; She thought
at the time, but it looked like it was just the sort of thing her new employer
was looking for.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Factory</title><link>/stories/2003/09/28/the-factory/</link><pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/09/28/the-factory/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Lisa stood in the darkest corner she could find, looking across the
alleyway at the factory doors shut tightly in front of her. It was an excellent
job she had landed with the private investigation company she now worked
for and she was very happy to get it. Her boss Mrs Bond had seemed very
impressed with her even though she had limited experience of this line
of work, only working in a local paper for a short year while studying
for her degree. &amp;ldquo;Hardly a hot bed of intrigue and danger.&amp;rdquo; She thought
at the time, but it looked like it was just the sort of thing her new employer
was looking for.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Secretary</title><link>/stories/2003/07/10/the-secretary/</link><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/07/10/the-secretary/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Becky was an 18-year-old clerical assistant working
for a small but lucrative manufacturing company.  She hadn&amp;rsquo;t been
in the job for long, two months now and was still unsure what to do, it
being her first job after college.  Becky not knowing what to do was
typical really; she had been the classic &amp;lsquo;clumsy kid&amp;rsquo; and was mercilessly
bullied at school by all the other girls.  She spent her time trying
not to bump into things and adopted a head down appearance to avoid eye
contact with the girls that would inevitably start to pick on her.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Secretary</title><link>/stories/2002/07/08/the-secretary/</link><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jul 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/07/08/the-secretary/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Becky was an 18-year-old
clerical assistant working for a small but lucrative manufacturing company.
She hadn’t been in the job for long, two months now and was still unsure
what to do, it being her first job after college. Becky not knowing what
to do was typical really; she had been the classic ‘clumsy kid’ and was
mercilessly bullied at school by all the other girls. She spent her time
trying not to bump into things and adopted a head down appearance to avoid
eye contact with the girls that would inevitably start to pick on her.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Factory</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/the-factory/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/the-factory/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Lisa stood in the darkest corner she could find, looking across the
alleyway at the factory doors shut tightly in front of her. It was an excellent
job she had landed with the private investigation company she now worked
for and she was very happy to get it. Her boss Mrs Bond had seemed very
impressed with her even though she had limited experience of this line
of work, only working in a local paper for a short year while studying
for her degree. &amp;ldquo;Hardly a hot bed of intrigue and danger.&amp;rdquo; She thought
at the time, but it looked like it was just the sort of thing her new employer
was looking for.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Factory</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/the-factory/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/the-factory/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Lisa stood in the darkest corner she could find, looking across the
alleyway at the factory doors shut tightly in front of her. It was an excellent
job she had landed with the private investigation company she now worked
for and she was very happy to get it. Her boss Mrs Bond had seemed very
impressed with her even though she had limited experience of this line
of work, only working in a local paper for a short year while studying
for her degree. &amp;ldquo;Hardly a hot bed of intrigue and danger.&amp;rdquo; She thought
at the time, but it looked like it was just the sort of thing her new employer
was looking for.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>