<?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>Zeferage on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/zeferage/</link><description>Recent content in Zeferage 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/zeferage/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Summer Vacation</title><link>/stories/2005/03/11/summer-vacation/</link><pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/03/11/summer-vacation/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Summer Vacation by Zeferage 
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kim stood up, drenched with sweat, stretching her tired and aching muscles
as she looked around her garden. Weeds had been springing up like crazy
over the past couple of weeks, thanks to all the rain. Up until now there
had been little that could be done, Kim had been working overtime so she
could have the next couple of weeks off, worry free, with her husband.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Summer Vacation</title><link>/stories/2005/03/11/summer-vacation/</link><pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/03/11/summer-vacation/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Summer Vacation by Zeferage 
Parts 2 &amp;amp; 3 added and Part 1 updated.
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kim stood up, drenched with sweat, stretching her tired and aching muscles
as she looked around her garden. Weeds had been springing up like crazy
over the past couple of weeks, thanks to all the rain. Up until now there
had been little that could be done, Kim had been working overtime so she
could have the next couple of weeks off, worry free, with her husband.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Catsuit's Seduction</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/catsuits-seduction/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/catsuits-seduction/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Erosboutique &amp;amp; Grometsplaza Latex story competition 2004&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Weeks of waiting are at an end. The Post Office finally delivered the
plainly wrapped shipping box from Eros Boutique, now laying in my trembling
hands. Excitement swelled within as I skipped across the living room into
the kitchen to obtain a pair of scissors. Setting the package on the kitchen
table, I carefully and quickly cut through the packaging tape. Opening
the box, my eyes beheld the most beautiful attire of my lustful desire.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>