<?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>Spikes on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/spikes/</link><description>Recent content in Spikes on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2025 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/spikes/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The First Meeting</title><link>/stories/2025/04/06/the-first-meeting/</link><pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2025 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2025/04/06/the-first-meeting/</guid><description>&lt;h3 id="chapter-2"&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After an hour, I made my way up to the room. From the hallway, the panties clearly were not visible. I was tempted to go down to the front desk and ask them to let me into the room, but the door did open when I pushed and her panties fell to the floor, hidden inside the door so that no one else would see.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As I walked in further, I saw her hurriedly look down while she fiddled with the handcuff shackles behind her.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>