<?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>Request on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/request/</link><description>Recent content in Request on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2019 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/request/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Perspective</title><link>/stories/2019/06/09/perspective/</link><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/06/09/perspective/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;James watched.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He could not help himself. He wanted to look away but what he saw pulled at him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before him lay a woman. Spread eagled on a bed. Bound by ropes and chain. Blind folded and hardly moving. Wires running to her vagina and breast.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He was not ignorant. Just that you hear about these things and sort of dismiss them. Not in my backyard sort of thing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A retired Navy man with over twenty-two years in the service. He thought had seen it all.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Brianna the Alligator Girl</title><link>/stories/2019/05/20/brianna-the-alligator-girl/</link><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/05/20/brianna-the-alligator-girl/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Brian&amp;rsquo;s phone rings.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Brian I have a really unusual request.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I bet it&amp;rsquo;s not, nothing you want is unusual.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I’m willing to bet to haven&amp;rsquo;t heard of this one before.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Surprise me.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Ok here goes, I need a girl who is willing to go into an alligator skin.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“That&amp;rsquo;s not what I was expecting, how is that unusual?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“It is because the girl would need to stay in the alligator skin for a couple of months.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Love and War</title><link>/stories/2019/03/14/love-and-war/</link><pubDate>Thu, 14 Mar 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/03/14/love-and-war/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continues from &lt;a href="loveandwar7.html"&gt;chapter seven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h4 id="chapter-8-carly-and-selena-play"&gt;Chapter 8: Carly and Selena Play&lt;/h4&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Carly came in my house all out of breath.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Selena and I went shopping for some new clothes. After the shopping, she invited me in for a drink. We got to talking about how much fun we had at the cast off party. We both admitted we liked it when you tied us up, all three girls tied up by you, you little devil you,” she snickered.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Saturdays were Maid for Me</title><link>/stories/2018/06/01/saturdays-were-maid-for-me/</link><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/06/01/saturdays-were-maid-for-me/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Authors note: Not sure what my deal is, but I have been in maidbot mode for months now. Here is another maidbot story&amp;hellip;nothing fancy or amazing. Just had this idea one day and decided to write it out&amp;hellip;hope you enjoy it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sophi knew this day was coming, having seen the evidence, but it was still hard to believe her marriage of 5 years was over. It just seemed it would last forever. They were so in love, or so she thought, but I guess it was lust not love, based on the type of woman he ran off with. Sitting in the lawyer&amp;rsquo;s office, she signed the last of the paperwork then went home&amp;hellip; to the house she retained in the settlement.
The money from the alimony would keep her sustained, but she wanted to keep working. As a social worker, she enjoyed being around people, and she really needed something to take her mind off what has been transpiring. Her coworkers are supportive, and the people she helps have problems much worse than hers. However, the worst days though are Saturdays: there is nothing to take her mind off her broken life.
After a couple of weeks, on a Saturday morning, she finished her half bagel and light cream cheese and began her weekly cleaning chores. As she was about to start, she had a crazy thought, and since no one was around, she figured, &amp;lsquo;why not?&amp;rsquo;
Going upstairs to the master bedroom closet, she pulled out a drawer of costumes. Her ex-husband loved her to cosplay different things for their time in the bedroom. While she was not excited about it, he was, and as newlyweds, she was eager to please him. Today though, she was out to possibly please herself, in a different way obviously.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>