<?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>Chast Display on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/chast-display/</link><description>Recent content in Chast Display on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/tags/chast-display/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Human Interest</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/human-interest/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/human-interest/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="human_interest3.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Human Interest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part Four
Chapter 7: The Proud Pampered Pony Pleases&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The squeaking of the dinner cart wheels was music to her ears as Irish stood at ‘parade rest’ as she was hungry as well as horny. Mistress Ella entered first dressed in her usual western outfit complete with her ten gallon hat, ornate red and black cowgirl boots and reliable 357 at her side. Christine, following close behind was dressed in full English-style riding gear, highly polished, black leather boots and all. “Very good, Irish Rose, you even managed to get your pony boots and cuffs on all by yourself. That’s great. Maybe we can be the first ones in line this morning.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>