<?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>FF-Ffm on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/ff-ffm/</link><description>Recent content in FF-Ffm on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/tags/ff-ffm/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>My Daughter &amp; I, Side by Side</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/my-daughter-i-side-by-side/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/my-daughter-i-side-by-side/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="my_daughter5.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Daughter &amp;amp; I Raise the Stakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 6: My Daughter &amp;amp; I, Side by Side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emma has just started to struggle, and she is putting plenty of energy into her actions. But you have left it too late my love, way too late. You went proudly to your fate, and now you are going to pay the price. And unless I can think of something very soon, I am going to be following you. But you can be sure I won’t go as quietly as you have. Well, actually I might. The sheer kinkiness of where you have let them take you does rather appeal to me, and what a pair we would make. Mother and daughter, side by side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>