<?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>Proposal on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/proposal/</link><description>Recent content in Proposal 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/proposal/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Student and the Soldier</title><link>/stories/2019/03/14/the-student-and-the-soldier/</link><pubDate>Thu, 14 Mar 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/03/14/the-student-and-the-soldier/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continues from &lt;a href="studentandthesoldier13.html"&gt;part thirteen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h4 id="chapter-14"&gt;Chapter 14&lt;/h4&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I continued pleasuring Paul with my mouth, tongue, and teeth. Soon I felt him thickening and I prepared for his orgasm. I pulled off him and watched him shoot a load up into the air. He was like a fountain shooting up into the sky, and the sight of him cumming made me smile, even though my hair managed to get covered in his cum.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Another day at the ‘Office’</title><link>/stories/2017/09/29/another-day-at-the-office/</link><pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/09/29/another-day-at-the-office/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;A woman who works at a telephone sex line is transformed into the character she plays.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It had been a fairly quiet morning if she was being honest, though even then, she’d roleplayed a few of the ‘characters’ they were employed to provide as a service, and to be honest Stephanie found it all quite a giggle. Especially considering that the ‘Adult Playthings’ hotline was supposed to be all sorts of sexy young girls answering calls as a strict Mistress, or a sexy young schoolgirl, or a similar type, when most of the operatives were well over 30, and a few, like herself wouldn’t even see 40 again!&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></channel></rss>