<?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>Theater on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/theater/</link><description>Recent content in Theater on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2020 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/theater/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Animal Cafe</title><link>/stories/2020/09/12/animal-cafe/</link><pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2020 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2020/09/12/animal-cafe/</guid><description>&lt;h3 id="chapter-8---an-ocean-of-pets"&gt;Chapter 8 - An Ocean of Pets&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was the middle of the night, and I couldn&amp;rsquo;t sleep. She was so warm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Her silky skin pressing against mine was something I had never experienced before. She was so peaceful that I was even wondering if she was still breathing. Her mouth was so close to my neck, and she even drooled on me a little.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Never in a thousand years, I could have expected this&amp;hellip; Going back home with a pet girl who was not hiding her true self within the confine of a cute animal costume. Trixie, the white rabbit, was my friend. But&amp;hellip; Who was she to me as a human girl?&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>