<?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>Submissives on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/submissives/</link><description>Recent content in Submissives on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2018 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/submissives/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Neighbour 7: Fantasy Becomes Reality</title><link>/stories/2018/04/25/the-neighbour-7-fantasy-becomes-reality/</link><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/04/25/the-neighbour-7-fantasy-becomes-reality/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;story continues from &lt;a href="neighbour6.html"&gt;part six&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 7: Fantasy Becomes Reality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As with all other direct and indirect meetings with my “neighbour” I was left deflated once the interaction was over. I yearned for his 24/7 rubber lifestyle and I became increasingly dissatisfied with my mundane life, after all I was in a job with no prospects, my marriage was broken, my social life was a virtually non-existent and I was about to lose my house.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>