<?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>Win on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/win/</link><description>Recent content in Win on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2018 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/win/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Jungle Fever: First Infection</title><link>/stories/2018/06/06/jungle-fever-first-infection/</link><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/06/06/jungle-fever-first-infection/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;One year before ‘&lt;a href="junglefever.html"&gt;Jungle Fever&lt;/a&gt;’ a lottery winner becomes a jungle girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Eliza Koch was not happy.  That much was clear. What she could not figure out however was why. She came from a good family who had long since passed away. They had loved her and made sure her childhood was the best it could be. She had a good job at Hawaii’s top law firm. Looking in the mirror each morning she saw a vibrant curvaceous brunette in her early thirties. Long black hair around a full striking face. Conservative suits hinted at the bouncy D cup breasts  she hated to  hide. Her life was good which only added more mystery to the one thing she was certain of in life. Eliza Koch was not happy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>