<?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>Agreement on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/agreement/</link><description>Recent content in Agreement on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:46 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/agreement/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Indecent Proposal</title><link>/stories/2018/06/04/indecent-proposal/</link><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/06/04/indecent-proposal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="indecentproposal2.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indecent Proposal 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The ride home from the restaurant had been quiet, not because I was angry, but because I was contemplative. Jack had given me a lot to think about, and a rather huge compliment, the latter laying bare what I had come to suspect in the back of my mind. Jack was envious of Mike, his friend and my husband, and I was the apparent object of that envy despite Jack&amp;rsquo;s greater material success.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Indecent Proposal</title><link>/stories/2017/01/28/indecent-proposal/</link><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/01/28/indecent-proposal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="indecentproposal.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indecent Proposal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;So Mike dear&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; I asked my husband while we were settled down on the couch watching some mindless television show, &amp;ldquo;..what made you choose such &amp;rsquo;nice&amp;rsquo; clothes for me to model for you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I like the way you look in them?&amp;rdquo; my blindsided husband responded without conviction.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Then why haven&amp;rsquo;t you ever suggested something like them before? You used to seem to like me to dress more conservatively, most especially around Jack, which I thought I understood until just the other day.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Indecent Proposal</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/indecent-proposal/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/indecent-proposal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Not the terrible movie, but inspired by the terrible movie&amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indecent Proposal: A Second Honeymoon For The Rental Wife&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;So let me get this straight, you guys have talked and you have consented, that is your willing to give your permission for your friend to borrow me for a little trip he has to take.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;It sounds so bad when you say it like that&amp;rdquo; my husband Mike pleaded. &amp;ldquo;He is after all &amp;lsquo;our&amp;rsquo; friend and not &amp;lsquo;my&amp;rsquo; friend, to be semantically correct.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>