<?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>F-F, Bdsm, Bondage, Latex, Hum, Reluct, XX on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/f-f-bdsm-bondage-latex-hum-reluct-xx/</link><description>Recent content in F-F, Bdsm, Bondage, Latex, Hum, Reluct, XX on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2005 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/f-f-bdsm-bondage-latex-hum-reluct-xx/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Sorority Sisters</title><link>/stories/2005/09/20/sorority-sisters/</link><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/09/20/sorority-sisters/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Sorority Sisters by GaggedUtopia
&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a warm day, one that was rare to enjoy this late in the year.
The joy and excitement I felt inside was not from the wonderful day but
my first day of college. With the iron rule of my parents were far behind
me now, only good times lay ahead, at least according to my sister. Karen
is a few years older then myself and went to college in Boston to escape
our parents as well. While they were only in upstate New York, it was too
far to drive for a weekend visit, or worse yet, a surprise visit.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>