<?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>Trailer on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/trailer/</link><description>Recent content in Trailer on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/trailer/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Repair Garage</title><link>/stories/2019/02/23/the-repair-garage/</link><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/02/23/the-repair-garage/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I own a small repair garage in north central Indiana. It’s a modest place, but it keeps food in the table. Every morning before I open, I go get some breakfast and coffee with a bunch of the local boys. The food is passable, but the highlight of the day is when Lucinda comes in the joint.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lucinda, or Cindy as she likes to be called, is the wife of Caleb Fisher. Now, Caleb is at least 50 years old, kind of grizzled old fart that has a big farm. We all can’t figure out how he got Cindy. Cindy is this 25 year old vixen. She has a pretty heart shaped face with a turned up nose, and a figure that is absolutely flawless. I mean I get a hard on just glancing across the diner when she walks in. …and, Oh God, the way she walks!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Border Crossing</title><link>/stories/2017/08/03/border-crossing/</link><pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/08/03/border-crossing/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The 18-wheeler pulled up to the customs booth, and the customs agent stepped out and called up to the driver.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“What’s your load?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Ponygirls,” growled the burly, bearded driver with the Bettie Page tattoo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Pull into the inspection station, please.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The driver nodded and maneuvered his truck over to the designated area. He shut off the engine and stepped out. As a seasoned trucker, he knew the routine—he handed the binder full of forms to the agent and dug out the keys to open the back.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Twelve Days a Slave 5: Old-fashioned Reformed School Punishment</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/twelve-days-a-slave-5-old-fashioned-reformed-school-punishment/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/twelve-days-a-slave-5-old-fashioned-reformed-school-punishment/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="twelvedaysaslave4.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twelve Days a Slave 4: A Corporate Flogging Contest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Slave missy learns there is more than one kind of spanking.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is the story of a young woman’s conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do not NOT prohibit slavery. They only LIMIT slavery to punishment for crimes. In other words, the Constitution allows penal slavery.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>