<?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>WildsOfMirrors on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/wildsofmirrors/</link><description>Recent content in WildsOfMirrors on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2022 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/wildsofmirrors/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Traded Teams</title><link>/stories/2022/12/27/traded-teams/</link><pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2022 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2022/12/27/traded-teams/</guid><description>&lt;h3 id="part-1-blown-away"&gt;Part 1: Blown Away&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My wife Kate, a professional dominatrix, and I had once had quite the steamy love life. But, over the last few years things had gotten stale. Hence, as the Monday of Thanksgiving weekend dawned, I was quite enthralled to hear, “Can you take Wednesday off? I have something VERY special planned for you this weekend that will be highly entertaining for me - and you?” This had the potential to be quite interesting&amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>