<?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>Lessons on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/lessons/</link><description>Recent content in Lessons on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/lessons/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Double or Nothing</title><link>/stories/2020/07/18/double-or-nothing/</link><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2020 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2020/07/18/double-or-nothing/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Continues from &lt;a href="double_nothing14.html"&gt;part fourteen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h3 id="chapter-15"&gt;Chapter 15&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Finally,” Janice whispered under her breath as she watched her neighbor, Ms. Shickley, walking briskly back across the street to her house.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;God, that woman could talk. However, Janice gave her all the attention a drunk and out-of-it woman would give an intrusive neighbor and soon Loren Shickley, sensing indifference, humphed and went on her way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Janice knew next time she might not be so lucky.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Secrets of Shackleton Grange</title><link>/stories/2018/04/03/the-secrets-of-shackleton-grange/</link><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/04/03/the-secrets-of-shackleton-grange/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continued from &lt;a href="secretsofshackletongrange26.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chapter 26&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 27: The Dawning of a New Era&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Saskia watched as the car advanced slowly up the driveway; the sound of gravel crackling beneath tyres disturbing the stillness of the evening. The outlook from the small office window gave an excellent view of the approach to Shackleton Grange’s main entrance, and she was able to observe the dark green Toyota coming to a halt beside the derelict fountain, before the doors on both sides opened simultaneously and the pair of occupants emerged into the failing light.  A minute or so ago, the buzz of the intercom had been followed by a disembodied female voice informing her that Megan and Alison had arrived for tonight’s class, and now Saskia was able to put faces to the names, as the duo slammed the car doors shut and began to walk slowly towards the house.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Double or Nothing</title><link>/stories/2017/12/04/double-or-nothing/</link><pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/12/04/double-or-nothing/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="double_nothing13.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h3 id="chapter-14"&gt;Chapter 14&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Amanda didn’t care. Exhaustion had finally claimed her. The pain and the pleasure had wracked her being until everything had become a surreal blur. She could barely keep her focus on her twin sister across from her, looking very much like the image of fatigue. Thankfully the itch caused by the salve had finally stopped its lecherous magic and only a sore numbness remained.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>An Ensign's Fantasies 19</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/an-ensigns-fantasies-19/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/an-ensigns-fantasies-19/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="ensigns_fantasies18.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Ensign&amp;rsquo;s Fantasies 18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The following narrative is that of a retired Starfleet commander. Though many of the narrated details did actually occur all names are fictitious and locales and dates are changed to prevent individual identification.
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janet and Joe lived together while both worked at the same company. Janet had to train for her security position. Firearms training was relatively easy. However martial arts was another matter. Despite numerous bruises she actually enjoyed it. For her own personal experience she went into flight training to be able to fly a glider on her own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Double or Nothing</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/double-or-nothing/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/double-or-nothing/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="double_nothing12.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;### Chapter 13&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cassandra could feel her humiliation burning all over from her blush. All she could do was stare down at her feet and wish she could wake up from this nightmare. After they dried her off, the strangers relocked the black leather cuffs around her ankles and wrists and the collar around her neck. She didn’t even fight the pear-shaped gag when pressed against her lips; she just opened her mouth and let them fasten the gag into place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>