<?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>Fish on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/fish/</link><description>Recent content in Fish on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/fish/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Dangerous Waters</title><link>/stories/2014/06/29/dangerous-waters/</link><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/06/29/dangerous-waters/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;How could such a simple act as buying a woman’s magazine result in such a disaster? Peggy Harker and Ann Francis were friends; Peggy being a few months the younger. They had been friends since school days. Both were attractive blondes; nubile was an apt description, and more intelligent than most. Peggy had graduated in Biology, Ann in Business Studies. So they didn’t work together but met on most week ends and some weekday evenings. Ann was a little taller than Peggy; they were in the average height range. Ann had a boyfriend, Peggy had just split up from her’s, having found out that he had been seeing another girl on the side. Peggy had a younger brother, a late arrival, ten years younger. Ann was the middle of three siblings, the other two being boys.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>