<?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>Bracelets on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/bracelets/</link><description>Recent content in Bracelets on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/bracelets/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Crate</title><link>/stories/2009/03/01/the-crate/</link><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/03/01/the-crate/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;continued from &lt;a href="the_crate.html"&gt;part one&lt;/a&gt;_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 3: The Package&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It had been two days since Ed left. And Maryann found herself in totally perplexed. All she knew is that when he got back he would find her wanting and willing to be his any way he want it. She spent most of the time wandering between her house and his. Her attire had become a combination of stylish skirts and blouses along with at least 4 inch heels.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>