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Sales Woman

A few years ago I had decided to have some work done on the house and had made an appointment online for a sales person to run through the project and discuss options. What I didn’t expect, was to meet and have sex with one of the sexiest women I’ve ever met!

What Is She Up To

I became a test subject for Lillian a twenty-eight year old college student that was writing a thesis for her Ph.D. in Psychology.

Casey’s Introduction

This story involves young children experimenting with each other. It is meant to demonstrate the innocence, immaturity, and lack of understanding of youth, while creating a background for the character Casey that I’m planning to use in another story. I’m sure some people will interpret it differently, and to each their own. I just wanted to make my intentions clear.

Oh How Love Has Sharp Claws Pt. 1

Darkness to me has always been evil, death, and fear in its rawest form, but that all changed when I meet him. He had come into my life like a raging storm, yet had not left with that same power. My name is Lukus Mark and this is my story of how I meet the love of my life.

The Academy

I wrote “The Academy” series years ago, if you are a veteran on this site, you might even remember it. At the time, there was no restrictions on what was put in stories, and I was young myself, so I made most of the characters my age. So, when restrictions were put into the site, this was problematic for my stories. They were taken down. However, The Academy series has always held a place in my heart, so I decided to rewrite it. Leave a comment if you enjoyed!

Sex Positions Missionary Split

Missionary Split – A sex position is a position of the body that people use for sexual intercourse or other sexual activities. Sexual acts are generally described by the positions the participants adopt in order to perform those acts. Though sexual intercourse generally involves penetration of the body of one person by another, sex positions commonly involve penetrative or non-penetrative sexual activities.

The Plan We Didn’t Need

{My second attempt at a story. I took into consideration that the last one “was paced too quickly”. I guess I just assumed it you were going to masturbate you want to get to the good stuff. I was mistaken and I apologize. However, it seems some like the short, sweet stories, so I might do a mix of them.}
A strong wind jostled my raven hair around my face as I drove to the lake with my best friend. ‘Ice Ice Baby’ was blaring from the stereo. Celia just shook her head at me.
“I can’t believe you know all the words to this song. You’re such a loser.”
“Hey! This is an awesome song. Don’t hate!” I yelled at her over the music.
We drove and listened to a mix tape she made me a year ago. When it’s summer and you’ve got your windows down, your wingman by your side, the windows down with the wind in your hair, you feel invincible. But Celia was more than just my wingman. I loved her, some would say unnaturally. It felt so perfect it couldn’t have been unnatural. Her hand was on top of mine while I shifted gears. A smile on her face, the wind blowing her blonde and pink hair all over. She was gorgeous, and anyone who said otherwise has eyesight problems. Celia was 5’2”, maybe 160lbs, and a C cup. To me, everything about her was perfect.
We were on our way to meet a couple of guys down at Apple Lake. It’s practically a pond but not many people go there over the summer, so it’s kinda our spot, despite it being 4 hours away. We both have crushes on the guys we were meeting. Johnny is 6’2”, 170lbs with blonde hair and a baby face that melts my heart. His voice alone makes things low in my body jump. He teases and picks on me constantly and I absolutely love it.
Aiden is 5’7”, 180lbs with jet black hair and a pair of abs you could grate cheese on. We all met in high school, and this was the summer before our senior year. Celia and I swore we’d have those boys if it was the last thing we did this summer.
Johnny had called me Wednesday and asked if Celia and I wanted to meet him and Aiden at the lake Friday afternoon. Of course we did! The plans were to stay in a hotel Friday night and leave Saturday afternoon.
No one knew Celia and I were together. We hid it in public since we both liked men too. An agreement we had between us that no other women were allowed, but men were ok, as long as we were truthful. I understand that there are some things a woman can’t satisfy where a man can, and Celia understood too. Strap-ons and dildos only go so far. Trust me, we’ve tried.
We arrived at the Lake shortly after 1pm, and the guys were already there in Johnny’s 4×4 waiting for us. They hopped off the bed of the truck to greet us with hugs all around. Celia and I grabbed our towels and locked the rest of our stuff in my Pontiac Grand Am. We all walked toward the lake laughing and talking the whole way.
Johnny and Aiden took their shirts off as we walked and I could hear the small gasp Celia let loose. I couldn’t blame her because I did the same. They really were breathtakingly handsome, the both of them. I had a soft spot in my heart {and in my pussy} for Johnny. I thought about him constantly, especially when I was alone late at night.
We reached the end of the grass, where the sand and silt began. Celia and I laid our towels down and began to take our clothes off. I watched her, but the guys watched her as well. She really was something to behold. She slipped her shorts off her waist and down her soft legs.
“Cass, come help me balance quick!” she exclaimed.
I was instantly at her side as she lay a hand in mine so she could get her shorts completely off. She looked at me and winked and I knew what was about to happen. Our plan needed to be set in motion. I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and took it off her slowly.
“Thanks babe.” She smiled, then did the same to me. The entire time we caught glances of the guys watching us undress each other to our bathing suits.
“Well, lets go!” Celia and I yelled to the boys as we ran toward the water splashing our way toward the deeper areas. By the time we were in and up to our necks the boys had barely moved. We could see them talking, looking stunned, but couldn’t hear what they were saying.
Finally the guys walked toward the water and swam out to us.
“What was that all about?” I asked them?
“Oh… we were uh… debating water temperature.” Aiden claimed.
Yea, I’m sure.
We played chicken like any teenagers would. I climbed on Johnny’s shoulders, Celia on Aiden’s. We laughed, pushed, shoved. In all the chaos Celia and I managed to loosen each other’s bikini tops. We nodded to each other and she shoved me down.
“C’mon Cassy you’re so bad at this!” Celia giggled at me. I came up from the water eyes wide. Johnny and I were both staring.
“Hey C, your ladies are showing,” I pointed out. Her acting was amazing. She fell backwards off of Aiden’s shoulders and pretended to hide her tits with her hands.
“Oh my God where the hell is my top!” Just then I heard Johnny laugh.
“Found it!” Johnny exclaimed with a bikini top on his head for show.
Celia laughed, “That is NOT mine.”
I tried to grab my top off Johnny’s head while Aiden found Celia’s top and teased her with it. In turn, Johnny did the same with me, playing keep away.
After about 5 minutes of this Celia came up behind me and cupped my breasts.
“I got it covered. We don’t need tops” she smiled at them.
She turned me in her arms to face her and I picked her up under the water by the ass. Our breasts pressed up against each other, looking like a milky mountain range surrounded by ocean. Johnny and Aiden had stopped flinging our bikini tops around and were stuck in place staring at us.
We played it off like it was something any two girls would do if their tops were taken. “What exactly are you guys staring at?” I asked.
They seemed super glued in place. “What the hell do you think we’re staring at!?” asked Aiden.
“Well, what are we supposed to do, you took our tops!” Celia exclaimed.
She looked at me then and it was just like the first time we locked eyes, as it always is. {See, we have issues keeping our feelings hidden from others. If we were men, you could say ‘we can’t keep it in our pants’. I’m actually surprised we’ve kept it from others for a year now. It helps to not make direct eye contact in school.}
I couldn’t help myself, looking into those blue eyes, her wet strands of blonde hair draped her face like an angel. I pulled her face into mine and our lips locked. I heard slight gasps from the boys, but couldn’t take my focus from her. Her lips parted like the Red Sea, and her tongue caressed my lips. Her hands moved from my back to my hair, gently tugging. I moved my right hand from her face to her breast and gently glided my hand over it softly.
She pulled her head away from mine and we both glanced at the guys. They stood there like 4th grade boys peeking in their mom’s bathroom.
“Our tops, please?” Celia teased.
The guys were speechless and just handed our bikini tops back. We put them on and walked out of the lake. Johnny and Aiden followed like mesmerized flies going toward a bug light.
Johnny was the first to speak. “Should we check in to the hotel now?” His voice was an octave higher than it normally was and he had to clear his throat.
“I was thinking lunch or dinner. Maybe some drinks.” I suggested.
“That sounds great. There’s a bar just down the road from here.” Celia replied.
“Let’s go to the hotel and shower first.” I said.
The guys got in Johnny’s 4×4 and Celia and I hopped in my Grand Am and drove toward the hotel.
“How are we going to do this?” I asked.
“Well I think we’ve got them riled up already. Johnny wants you big time, and I can tell Aiden wants me too. “
“He does, big time. I thought this would be more of a challenge, but it’s just kinda fun!” I laughed.
We arrived at the hotel and checked in. Being broke high school students, we could only afford one room with 2 double beds. Room 209, top of the stairs. The boys carried our overnight bags up to the room like gentlemen, which we knew they weren’t.
“Dibs on the shower first, my hair is starting to dry with lake crap in it.” I called to them from the bathroom.
“We’re going to go get ice from the machine down the hall and check to see what they have for food”, said Aiden, and the boys went off down the hall, the hotel room door closing behind them.
Celia turned on the shower and let her bikini fall to the floor. Even with her hair dirty and matted from the lake water, she was still the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Her hourglass figure was pronounced and her round bottom was as if angels sculpted it themselves. Her skin had always been milky white, no matter how long she stayed in the sun.
“I can feel you watching me,” she said to me, back turned in my direction.
“I can’t help it… you are always going to mesmerize me with how absolutely stunning you are,” I said to her back.
She turned around then, with a look in her eye I had seen many times. It was a look that sucked you in. A look that made your heart pound and made you warm down below at the same time. She stalked towards me like a panther hunting her prey. Her soft hands caressed my shoulders to untie the top of my bikini. Then she knelt down, head level with my hips, and untied the sides of my bikini bottom, letting it fall to the floor.
She kissed just above my bikini line and stood up smiling at me. We tested the water in the shower and hopped in. She put shampoo in both our hands and we washed our hair first. Once our hair was clean I leaned into her, my arm reaching for the bar of soap.
With the soap in my right hand, I began caressing her shoulders, bringing her in to me. Our fronts touched and heat rose deep inside me. The lather of the soap made our bodies practically meld together. My hands moved lower, circling her breasts. I leaned down to kiss her soft lips. Her tongue penetrated my mouth with a force she was known to have when she was extremely horny.
We heard the door to the room open, and the voice of the guys cracking jokes. The bathroom door was still open and we could hear everything, which meant they could, too. It didn’t stop us, we were in too deep to go back. With the lather between us and our tongues dancing together, the world around us didn’t matter. She then kissed down my body and I let my left leg sit up on the edge of the tub for easier access. I knew where she was headed.
In the background I could tell the boys were looking for one of us, not knowing who was in the shower. It didn’t matter… whatever we had planned was nowhere in my mind at this moment. Only the feel of Celia’s kisses down my wet body mattered. Her hands had moved to my ass as her mouth moved toward my stomach, and even lower.
Her lips reached my pussy and kissed around it. She was teasing me, as she always did. She knew it made my orgasms more intense. I let a moan slip out accidentally. I didn’t want her to stop. I didn’t want the guys to come in here and startle her into stopping. Her right hand caressed my ass and moved towards the front of me. She looked up at me with desire as her index finger slid along the top of my swollen clit.
My head went back and I moaned. I couldn’t hold my noises in any longer. I had always been vocal, and it’s hard to hide it. My hand went to her head, running my fingers through her wet locks.
Her index finger slid inside of me and I was ready for it. The entire day had been like foreplay and I had been wet the whole time, ready, waiting for her fingers to penetrate me. As her finger slid in and out of my wet pussy she kissed my clit gently flicking her tongue in and out of her mouth at it.
“Oh Celia you always know how I like it… Fuck yes!” I cried.
At that moment I heard the boys enter the bathroom, but it was all distant. I could barely hear them whispering over the flowing of the water in the shower. Something about us both being in here. Their voices were like the fuzzy edges of a movie dream… there, but not in focus.
Celia finally got into it, sliding her middle finger inside me next to the other, and moving then in and out of my wet cunt. She stopped kissing my clit and started sucking it gently. Letting it fall out of her mouth as she pulled her head back. She’d always come back for more, sucking hard enough to pull my clit away from the rest of me.
“Ahhh… FUCK! You keep doing that and I’m not going to last long Ce… Oh fuck yes please… “ my words trailed off. I felt the heat building inside me, tingling was going to begin from my clit and release into the rest of my body. I had never done this standing and was afraid my knees would give out, but the pleasure was too much. I’d never make her stop, even if I wanted her to.
Just as the heat in my pussy started to spread the shower curtain was torn open. Celia never wavered, she started pumping her fingers faster and deeper into my pussy and I couldn’t contain myself any longer.
“Ce, I’m gunna cum, I’m gunna cum… OH MY GOD!” I screamed, my head back.
“Yea cum all over my face Cas, c’mon baby girl…” Celia coaxed.
And I did.
My legs quivered and my body spasmed as the heat rushed through me and out my pussy into Celia’s mouth. She sucked on my pussy as if she needed it inside her mouth. Celia never wasted a drop if she could help it.
I couldn’t stand any longer, and as I started to drop, Johnny caught me. I was soaking wet in every way and he caught me. I remember thinking he was a greek god… though that could have been the euphoria from the orgasm.
Celia licked her lips and got out of the shower, turning the water off.
“Mmmm… Who’s next?”
To Be Continued…

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Megan and Kyle v2 – part 2

This is a re-edited version of my previous posting. I mainly cleaned up a bunch of spelling and grammar errors. I also clarified a couple of paragraphs. I hope you all enjoy it. Please provide feedback in the comment section.

Harry Potter and Friends part 1

Harry Potter and Friends Part 1
Harry Potter was a skinny 11-year-old boy and he was different and he knew it. On his 11-year-old birthday a letter came to him and he wasn’t able to acquire it, because of his monstrous uncle. They made away to a small island where he met Hagrid and was told of Hogwarts.
On the first of September he arrived at platform 9 3/4 and saw a family of wizards walk through the barrier and approached the mother. As he talked to the mother about how to get through the portal, she motioned to one of her sons.
That’s when Harry’s breath was taken away. He had always had a thing for redheaded people but didn’t know any that looked as good as this kid. He greeted with a “hello” and walked through the portal, only to rush into the nearest cabin on the train because so many people were staring at him and saying his name.
Once in the cabin he was greeted with the two hottest boys he had ever seen. Their names were Fred and George Weasley. He had not wanted to get “found out” so early in his time here. So he acted normal and he was disappointed that all they wanted to talk about was his scar. They left and in came the kid from before, the one that the mother introduced him to. He found out his name was Ron Weasley and made the connection with the other two. ‘No wonder I thought they were so hot, they were his brothers’ thought Harry.
So Harry was slowly watching and becoming obsessed with Ron, but he tried his best not to make it obvious. But little did he know that Ron noticed and was trying to watch him as well.
They continued on the train until it was about an hour left and Ron and Harry had met Hermione and Neville and they had left. Now Ron was alone with Harry once again and Ron suggested (excitedly) that they had to change into their robes now. Harry was waiting for this also. He had hoped he would be able to see Ron’s dick. He went over to the door and locked it just incase someone came in.
“Ok you go dress over there and I will dress on this side of the cabin” said Ron.
Harry’s disappointment was not missed by Ron. And Ron got excited again.
They then both proceeded to take off their clothes. And while taking their cloths off they both started to get hard at the thought of the other one changing right behind him.
Harry was trying his hardest not to look at Ron but to no avail. He turned around just as Ron took off his pants. Harry looked at Ron’s butt and thought if only he could see through those boxers. Boxers? Thought Harry.
Ron turned around at that second to glance at Harry and was surprised to see Harry looking at his butt. “ Uhhh, Harry what are you looking at?”
Harry was embarrassed he was caught in such a position that he answered hurriedly
“ I was just wondering why you wear boxers instead of briefs?” he said. He saw the disappointment in Ron’s face.
“Well the reason I wear boxers is that my older brothers, you no, Fred and George, told me that if you wear boxers, then your dick becomes bigger as you grow up”. As he said this, Harry- out of instinct- looked down and saw that Ron’s dick really did look big from here. As he looked, Ron noticed and he began to get hard. Harry was also beginning to get hard again.
“ Well obviously its true I mean your pretty big” said Harry eyeing Ron harder this time.
“ Yeah. I been wearing them for about a year now and it really has grown, but not by much I mean your also big” Ron said, as he glanced down at Harry dick. “ Well mine is a bit big but nothing compared to my brothers. There really big, I mean like huge.”
“Really” said Harry imagining those two hot boys with their big dicks dangling in front of him. He started to get really hard now so he sat down, so it wouldn’t show too much. “How do you know?”
“Well I’ve seen them. One night, about a month ago, I had to pee and it was really late, so I went to the bathroom and when I came out I heard a lot of scuffling. I thought it was Scabbers or something so I dint pay to much attention to it. But then I noticed my brother’s room was open and I wasn’t allowed in there, so I got curios. I went up to the door and saw both my brothers were lying in the beds with sheets over them. But then I saw something poking out of the sheets and I wondered what it was. So I went into the room and slowly pulled the sheet off of Fred and that’s when I saw it,” recalled Ron, who was hard as hell right now.
Harry who was just as hard asked, “ Well how big was it?”
“ About this big” Ron said and held up two hands and combined his two middle fingers and said” from the beginning of both my palms”.
“Wow” said Harry, ”that must be like 7 inches or so”
“Yeah but I think it was bigger. And I didn’t see Georges, but there twins so I’m guessing they’re about the same size”. They were both extremely hard right now and Harry could just imagine those two big beautiful boys with their big beautiful cocks just pointing straight up while the feign sleeping.
Harry adjusted his underwear and Ron noticed this and stood up. Now Harry could see how big his dick really was. It was about 4 ½ inches long and not that thick, but to Harry it looked like the best thing in the world right now.
“O man I really have to take care of this. Do you mind if I jerk off? I really need a release right now” said Ron.
Harry didn’t respond, he just got up and pulled down his underwear, revealing his 4-inch, dick and started slowly masturbating, while looking at Ron. Ron took this as sign and pulled down his boxers and sat down in his seat and started jerking off real fast.
As the two boys were jerking off they looked at each other, the whole time. Both imagining their own little fantasies. Ron’s breathing was getting louder and heavier and he cummmed first, since he was going real fast.
Harry thought it looked weird for a second but then again he was focused on his own “problem”. Harry took a little longer to cum since he just started masturbating a few weeks ago, and still wasn’t used to the whole jerking off thing. He finally climaxed and shut his eyes for a good 2 minutes thinking about what just happened.
When he was done he looked around frantically for some paper but couldn’t find any.
He noticed Ron had no cum on his hands or anything and said “hey how did you clean yourself up I need something to clean my hands”
Ron looked uncomfortable. But answered” I just licked it clean”. Then he added hastily “I mean it is my own cum it came from me. I feel as if I take something from my body and I would just like to give it back. He he” he finished nervously
Harry thought for a moment and said, “That’s ok man I do it all the time but I have a different logic…I like the taste.”
“I like the taste also but I still stick to my logic. It makes me feel better”. They both laughed at this.
Now that they finished, they really had to get ready to leave the train because they were almost at school. So they start to put heir clothes back on and Harry asks Ron if he has a pair of boxers that Harry can borrow because he didn’t want underwear anymore.
Ron said “I only have one extra pair but you can borrow it and I’ll sent an owl to mom and tell her that I need extra pairs and you can return the favor whenever you can”.
“Thanks” said Harry. He smiled as he put on his new boxers. Maybe this school is going to be a lot more interesting then I thought.

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Mother’s Future Helper

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Wardrobe for sale. Wife not included.

This is the first story I’ve posted here. I wrote it about one of my favourite themes: my wife with another man. It’s not perfect, but I was keen to write a whole story from start to finish, rather than getting bored of a story midway through due to a misguided sense of perfectionism.

greek vs. italian

A Greek and Italian were arguing
over who had the superior culture.
The Greek says, “We have the
Parthenon.” Arching his eyebrows, the Italian
replies, “We have the Coliseum.”
The Greek retorts, “We Greeks
gave birth to advanced
mathematics” The Italian, nodding agreement,
says, “But we built the Roman
Empire.”
And so on and so on until the Greek
comes up with what he thinks will
end the discussion. With a flourish
of finality he says, “We invented
sex!” The Italian after a few moments replies, “That is true, but
it was the Italians who introduced it
to women.”

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Encounter with Uncles (Revised)

When I was about 22 years old, my girlfriend and I were talking about one of her relatives in particular, her uncle. I might have been buzzed from drinking vodka and seven-up/sprite when I said that her uncle was hot. I have seen her uncle and I wanted him. Seeing him for the first time was instant attraction. I innocently in a flirtatious matter held and lifted my big breasts to him. She made a call to her uncle said that we were coming over and took me over to her uncle’s place. I kissed her uncle which was nice and her uncle graciously kissed me back. As he was kissing, he took his hand to touch my breasts. He asked me to unbutton a few buttons for him, so I did. He kissed me more deeply as he removed the blouse and was in hurry to take the bra off. I stood before him half naked. He grabbed my hands and pulled me to the couch to sit next to him. He took my breasts where he grabbed, pulled, pinched, sucked them. After he was done he pulled my pants and panties off. He suggested that we should go to the bedroom but we should take a shower first. Innocently, I said,”Shower with you.” Both my friend and her uncle said “Yes, don’t worry, I won’t hurt you, you are so sexy. The next thing I knew I was in the shower with him and going down on him in the shower. After he had cum, he dried me off and carried me to his bed.
I must have fallen asleep but he woke me up as he ate my pussy and sucked my tits. Though it was real, it felt as if I was dreaming. I was really buzzed and I fell back to sleep on him after he fucked me, which felt good. The next morning I had to call my girlfriend to ask her what happened. She laughed as she told me what happened and it was a funny but serious sexual experience, but I vowed to myself that I would never drink alcohol before a sexual experience so I could remember it and be aware of what was happening. I felt so very sexy that a much older man wanted me and that having sex with my best friend’s uncle was so hot.
When I was about 17-18 years old, I was alone with one of my uncles. We were in their bedroom setting up their new bed. He either, accidentally or purposely brushed his hands against my breast and asked me how big they were. Feeling awkward and uncomfortable, I got angry. He is one of the hottest uncles which I grew very fond of and excited by the pass he made. It is a fantasy that I regretted and kept as a secret from the family. If I were to submit to his pass, I would have answered his question, I would have allowed him to touch, feel, see my breasts, I would have been topless and would never said anything to anyone. At that time, I was a 36D.
Close to their divorce, I wanted so badly to rekindle that afternoon with him. This time, I was in my late 30’s. I was alone with him, but did not know for how long. Therefore, I would fantasize how he would take it, me standing naked before him. I wanted so badly to expose myself to him. Allow him to see, view my breasts and do whatever he pleased. I also wanted him to do the same with my vagina. Without a doubt, I wanted to see, view his penis and have his penis in my vagina.
Many times I was in their bathroom and wanted so badly to shower in their clear glassed shower and get caught by him. I wanted to have him in the shower with me. When I was alone with him in his office, I fantasize him telling me to remove my top or having him come behind me to feel my breasts. I don’t see him too much anymore, but when I do, I managed to either brush or bump into him with my breasts discretely. He may notice it but never mentioned the brush or bump bothering him.
This is a fantasy: If he were to walk into the bathroom while I was in there. I would not mind him seeing me naked, but I would say to him lock the door. I would kiss him, and it would not be a peck in the cheek. I would confess to him that I have been lusting over him for years and take his hands to my breasts and cupped his penis through his pants. Tell him that he has always been my favorite uncle and have not forgotten about his question while we were setting up his water bed and want to make it up to him by servicing him.
Then I would try to set up a date with him and tell him all of my fantasies that I had about him where I have never stop thinking about it. This goes so far as submitting and having intercourse with him. I would not even wear a bra and panties, but wear a very short skirt and white tee-shirt. I would intentionally pour ice cold water on my white tee-shirt so my nipples would be completely exposed for him to see. This would entice him to make advances to me. He would unzip his pants to expose his penis and demand for me to service him like a good niece would. He would say that my brushes and bumps was a complete turn on and for me to keep continuing to do so. He says that I was one of his favorite nieces and admitted that he also has fantasies about me and having sex with me and that he always will love me.
As for now he wants to caress, fondle, touch, and feel every inch of my body as I suck and lick his penis. He wants having sex with me to be very special where he wants to buy me the sexiest dress, a bra, a pair of panties, a sheer nightgown, and then wine and dine me for an entire weekend. We vowed to never mention this to the family.

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