<?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>Vendatrix on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/vendatrix/</link><description>Recent content in Vendatrix on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 07 Oct 2002 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/vendatrix/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Ultimate Lovedoll</title><link>/stories/2002/10/07/the-ultimate-lovedoll/</link><pubDate>Mon, 07 Oct 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/10/07/the-ultimate-lovedoll/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The doors to the Chief’s
private office slammed open with a force hard enough to rattle the hinges.
Lydia Dunn, Chief of the Commission of Sex Crimes, stopped her dictation
in mid-sentence. Her icy stare did nothing to intimidate the Deputy Commissioner,
Christina Hilshire, who had burst so expectedly into the Chief’s private
domain. “Yes, Christina?” Lydia Dunn asked, without a loss of her legendary
self-control. “I don’t recall us having an appointment.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Ultimate Lovedoll</title><link>/stories/2002/10/07/the-ultimate-lovedoll/</link><pubDate>Mon, 07 Oct 2002 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2002/10/07/the-ultimate-lovedoll/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The doors to the Chief’s
private office slammed open with a force hard enough to rattle the hinges.
Lydia Dunn, Chief of the Commission of Sex Crimes, stopped her dictation
in mid-sentence. Her icy stare did nothing to intimidate the Deputy Commissioner,
Christina Hilshire, who had burst so expectedly into the Chief’s private
domain. “Yes, Christina?” Lydia Dunn asked, without a loss of her legendary
self-control. “I don’t recall us having an appointment.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>