<?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>Teasing and Denial on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/teasing-and-denial/</link><description>Recent content in Teasing and Denial on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2003 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/teasing-and-denial/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Dungeon Of Denial</title><link>/stories/2003/03/16/dungeon-of-denial/</link><pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/03/16/dungeon-of-denial/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Dungeon Of Denial
Chapter 1 - The Lamb
by Dangermouse
Dungeon Of Denial - Chapter 1 - The Lamb
The morning began like so many others as Anne sipped her morning coffee
and watched the throngs of students file through the cafeteria. It was
a conglomeration of individual routines that had gone unchanged at the
university for more years than could be remembered. Anne&amp;rsquo;s divorce had
been rough, but she knew that going back to college and completing her
degree would be just the ticket to get her life back on track. Financially
it was hard, But Anne worked long hours and was adjusting nicely. Still
there was a monotonous air to her life. School in the mornings, waitressing
in the afternoons, gym in the evening. A hectic schedule to be sure, but
worth the effort nonetheless.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>