<?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>Damage on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/damage/</link><description>Recent content in Damage on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 01 May 2016 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/damage/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Final Trek</title><link>/stories/2016/05/01/the-final-trek/</link><pubDate>Sun, 01 May 2016 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2016/05/01/the-final-trek/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="finaltrek4.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Final Trek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 5: Houston, we&amp;rsquo;ve had a problem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I woke up sometime around zero eight thirty hours. It was a bit late for me, but I was finally growing accustomed to sleeping when tired and getting up whenever I felt like it. It took me nearly an hour with the dermal regenerator to remove the welts and bruises from my tits and ass. I only wished it worked on the deeper tissues. Judging by the ache in my ass cheeks, I have a feeling I will be spending most of the day on my feet.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>