<?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>Pole Dance on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/pole-dance/</link><description>Recent content in Pole Dance on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/tags/pole-dance/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Sci-Fi Club Part 2</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/sci-fi-club-part-2/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/sci-fi-club-part-2/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="scifi_club.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sci-Fi Club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)_&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Katie sat at her computer a week later. She had in fact called Steve, but had decided that she needed to visit a few more times before she sought employment. Steve had recommended a few websites which Katie was now perusing. The itching in her rear finally gone, her hand clicked the mouse quickly. While Theresa was out of town, her best friend Jean had decided to come along, and bring Jean’s cousin Amanda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>