/tags/veg/Recent content in Veg on Gromet's Plaza ArchiveHugoen-usSat, 12 Dec 2020 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2020/12/12/the-smell-of-victory/Sat, 12 Dec 2020 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2020/12/12/the-smell-of-victory/<p>She finally won. It was time for payback. She knew he was so smitten with his past wins and getting what he wanted that it made her sick. Ohhh, he would be paying this time&hellip; dearly.</p> <p>The day was planned and she was early in anticipation. She had told him to be ready when she arrived. Secure the room and have her favorite drink on ice. When she walked in, she immediately told him to drop his head in shame. He was not worthy to glance at her. His head was to remain down and look at her feet. She had told him no speaking, just head nods and a grunt is all he was good for.</p>/stories/2013/04/04/the-main-event/Thu, 04 Apr 2013 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2013/04/04/the-main-event/<p>It was a cool summers evening, a light breeze wafting the smell of barbequed meats and the sound of music through the air. I sipped my beer from the plastic cup as I wandered through a huddle of people. It was busy. At least thirty people had turned up for tonight’s barbeque. Several smaller barbeques were well underway, cooking burgers and hot dogs. But in the centre of the field, a large clay oven was slowly being put together, being prepared for tonight’s main event. I gazed at it for a while, watching the guys put it together and smirked to myself. I wandered back towards the other guests. I knew just a few of the people here and greeted and shook hands with as many as I recognised. Then I saw her. Just a quick glimpse, so I casually made my way through the crowd to get closer. It was definitely her. I drew closer, eager to speak to her.</p>