<?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>Strapon Group on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/strapon-group/</link><description>Recent content in Strapon Group on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/strapon-group/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A Visit to the Rubber Clinic</title><link>/stories/2017/10/07/a-visit-to-the-rubber-clinic/</link><pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/10/07/a-visit-to-the-rubber-clinic/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barbara&amp;rsquo;s story.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Barbara More sat in the outer office of the clinic, watching
the strange people come and go. Ushered in and out of the door
by the latex clad nurse and wondered (not for the first time.)
what she was doing here. Her husband-to-be Ralph Steadmore was
a strange one too, he loved her, she was sure of that. But, he
always seemed preoccupied with any woman who walked by them,
wearing the weird latex clothing that seemed to catch his eye
and she knew that he sweated more and his pants tented with a
large erection for a long time afterwards.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>