<?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>Choices on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/choices/</link><description>Recent content in Choices on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 11 May 2015 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/choices/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Four Corners 6: The Three Points</title><link>/stories/2015/05/11/four-corners-6-the-three-points/</link><pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/05/11/four-corners-6-the-three-points/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="fourcorners5.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four Corners 5: Andrew/Andrea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Part 6: The Three Points&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Entering the clubhouse Sunday morning, Andrew saw the other three already there. &amp;ldquo;Well, ladies,&amp;rdquo; he asked, &amp;ldquo;how was your evening?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I had fun.&amp;rdquo; Glancing up from his chair, Taylor seemed barely able to contain his smile. Wearing loose pajamas, he half lay in his chair, looking more relaxed than Andrew could ever remember seeing him. &amp;ldquo;It was a great evening.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>