<?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>Twins on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/twins/</link><description>Recent content in Twins 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/twins/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Slick</title><link>/stories/2024/08/07/slick/</link><pubDate>Wed, 07 Aug 2024 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2024/08/07/slick/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;“So it was abandoned, just like that?”
“Yeah, like I said, they just up and left, and now it’s just a derelict. Cool, right?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The pair were standing up against an old, rusted fence, peering through the hazy twilight at an old hulk of a building, perched at the very edge of their hometown. It was a ruined edifice that might once have been beautiful; flowing lines and clean surfaces on the exterior now pockmarked with corrosion and stained with decay.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Double or Nothing</title><link>/stories/2020/09/29/double-or-nothing/</link><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2020 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2020/09/29/double-or-nothing/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Continues from &lt;a href="double_nothing15.html"&gt;part fifteen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h3 id="chapter-16"&gt;Chapter 16&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“It seems like your boy has got himself a pretty little China doll girlfriend, a Michelle Chen,” Mr. Rose said into his disposable cell phone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Janice raised an eyebrow. This was something new and a little unexpected. Her stepson Jeffery never mentioned that he was dating, even when she prodded him on their morning jogs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Nice girl, too, it seems,” Mr. Rose continued, “She’s an accounting major at the nearby community college. Helps out at her uncle’s restaurant and helps with his books. Clean driving record. Good health. Pretty much a good catch for your boy, I would say.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Sibling Rivalry</title><link>/stories/2019/05/01/sibling-rivalry/</link><pubDate>Wed, 01 May 2019 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2019/05/01/sibling-rivalry/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Lana and Lisa were always a bit competitive. Identical twins, they were close and shared the bonds one would expect of two people who had known one another since before birth. But in their teen years a need to establish their individualities set them on a road that saw their relationship become strained. They were both overachievers in high school and both were first in their class at one point or another. They would go out on their own to get a new outfit or hair style, only to come home and find the other had made a similar choice. Even when they argued they often ended up saying the same things to one another at once. It was quite vexing.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Twins</title><link>/stories/2014/03/28/the-twins/</link><pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/03/28/the-twins/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;As they turned back and forth every curve of their toned bodies reflected the light differently. One moment a sensuous curve was outlined with a bright reflection, the next it was plunged into deep shadow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There are two of them. One is named Anna, the other Barbara, but I could not tell one from the other at the moment. Both were sheathed from the tops of their snug fitting spike heeled suede boots to the crown of their heads in gleaming black lycra. Damn near every inch of their usually healthy looking flesh was covered by their skintight bodysuits.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Family Ties 2: Let the Games Begin</title><link>/stories/2013/08/15/family-ties-2-let-the-games-begin/</link><pubDate>Thu, 15 Aug 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2013/08/15/family-ties-2-let-the-games-begin/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="familyties.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family Ties&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2: Let the Games Begin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I would love to see the letter my dear.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ken and Kyle were out with friends and Janice and Kelly accepted Uncle Sy’s invitation to dine out with him. Sy had just returned from a trip and was eager to be updated on family affairs, especially Kelly’s decision on college.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sy took the letter from Kelly and chose to read aloud.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Double Trouble</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/double-trouble/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/double-trouble/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;There are few things that upset me more than a client who comes to me at the last minute. And right now I am pretty upset. The annual party for the local BDSM club in which I am actually a member was coming up and I already had more than enough work to do. But as the date got close, I got multiple texts, emails, and voicemails all of which began, “W, would it be possible&amp;hellip;”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>