<?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>Succubi on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/succubi/</link><description>Recent content in Succubi on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2013 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/succubi/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Just Rewards</title><link>/stories/2013/01/27/just-rewards/</link><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2013/01/27/just-rewards/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Angela awoke with a start. &amp;ldquo;Where am I? What is this place?&amp;rdquo; she asked herself with alarm. Panic
was mixing with confusion as she tried to recall her most recent actions, but all was a muddle. She
dimly recalled driving along the coast towards her cottage up north, but nothing afterwards. What had become of her?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The room was dark gray; the walls, floors, everything appeared to be
made of polished granite. She was lying on a slab of the same material
in the center of the room. There was a dim illumination, but she could
not make out the source. Her body was covered from the waist down with
a dark sheet.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>