<?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>Cotton on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/cotton/</link><description>Recent content in Cotton on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/cotton/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Brandy's Revenge</title><link>/stories/2014/10/30/brandys-revenge/</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/10/30/brandys-revenge/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Usually, Brandy found Matt&amp;rsquo;s snore annoying. Today, however, the sound pleased her to no end. It meant the knockout drops she&amp;rsquo;d put into his soda had worked. For a moment, she simply gazed at his sleeping face. But time was wasting, and she had a lot to do to get him ready.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know,&amp;rdquo; she said, pulling Matt from the couch and stretching him out on the floor, &amp;ldquo;this is all your fault, and I intend to remind you of that fact later.&amp;rdquo; Carefully, she removed his clothing before rushing into the bedroom and returning with a rather large bag. &amp;ldquo;After all, you did start this.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>