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And there she was, right on time. Every Saturday afternoon the cute little redhead shows up at my store and every time she does something gets stolen. The problem is that she's good at it and I've yet to catch her red handed. I sat at my desk in the loss prevention office and watched as she moved out of the view of one camera and into range of the next. She knew where the cameras were placed and where the dead zones were, at least she did before I'd added the new ones.
"That's it baby, poke around the lingerie a little bit", I thought to myself as I spied on her. I'd watched her so many times that I knew her routine. Next she'll go to shoes, then jewelry before hitting the electronics. That was where she would strike. She didn't disappoint me, as she pretended to shop in each of the departments in the order she usually did. When she got to electronics I watched as she feigned interest in a few of the cd's before wandering over to the digital cameras. Casually she took a small body cam from the rack and left the department. Her next stop would be the furniture area. It was the least covered part of the store since who would try to shove a couch down their pants. At least it used to be.
Casually she knelt down as if to check out a small end table. As I watched from one of the new high definition cameras I saw her slyly take the camera from its box and slip it under her skirt. The box was left in the drawer of the table. "Gotcha", I said out loud with a smile. She never left directly after stealing, she'd pretend to look at a couple of dresses before making her exit. This time when she walked out the front door I'd be waiting. I discretely made my way to the front of the store and took up my position just outside. I didn't have to wait long.
The automatic doors slid opened and out she came as if she didn't have a care in the world, just another shopper who didn't find what they were looking for. "Excuse me", I greeted her. Not even a hint of fear, the bitch was cocky. "Do you have change for a five", I asked as I pulled out my wallet.
With a smile she explained that she didn't have any cash on her and started to walk by me. That's when I let my wallet flip open displaying my badge as I grabbed onto her shoulder. "Then do you have a camera in your panties", I asked.
Now I saw the fear, that deer in the headlight look is one of the perks of this job. "What? I don't know what you're talking about", she stammered and tried to pull away but by now I had a grip on the neck of her shirt and bra strap. "Let go of me or I'll scream", she threatened.
"Go ahead, it'll save me from having to make the call to the police", I called her bluff. "You can either come with me quietly back to my office or I can drag you through the store kicking and screaming. Either way you're not going anywhere until this is resolved."
"I didn't steal anything", she stated defiantly.
"I think you did, in fact I know you did and have the video to prove it."
I led her by the shoulder back into the store. On our way to my office I detoured us through the furniture department. When we got to the end table where she'd hidden the empty box I stopped her. I watched as the defiance on her face was replaced by fear, she knew that I had her. I ordered her to open the drawer and when she did, there was the box for the camera, just where she'd left it. " Grab that and take it with you", I directed. She did as she was told, holding the box as if it might be filled with poisonous snakes. I then took her through the doors into the back area of the store and into my small office. I pointed to a chair next to my desk and told her to sit.
She squirmed uncomfortably as I pulled out several forms in silence. I set the paperwork on the desk then began rewinding back through some of the tapes. After a while I turned the monitor to where she could see and clicked on play. The video clearly showed her removing the camera from the box and then disappearing up under her skirt. "That is you, correct?"
"Yes", she whispered.
"What's your name?"
"Tina."
"Tina what?"
"Stevenson."
"Do you have any ID?"
She dug through an expensive looking purse and handed me her driver's license.
I took down her information and handed her back the card.
"Take off your blouse and skirt."
"What?"
"Strip down to your underwear", I repeated, "I need to recover that camera and make sure that you haven't stolen anything else."
She sat still, scared but defiant, "You can't do this! You can't make me get undress you old pervert!"
"Okay then, we do have a few options here. We can handle this, I can call in a female employee to conduct the search or I can call in the police to do it. Either way, you are going to get undressed in front of somebody", I explained.
She thought for a moment about the options that I'd laid out. "Get a woman to do it." Smug little bitch.
"Okay", I agreed, " let me think of who I have available." I gave it a minutes thought and it came to me, "Amy Johnson is working today and it is her turn to handle the female searches." I watched her face twist up just as I knew it would. Amy was the one that pointed her out, and if I was correct they not only went to the same school but that they ran in different circles.
"No, get someone else."
"I can't, store rules. It's either Amy or the cops." I was smiling inside as she squirmed.
"Please don't call the police", she whined.
I reminded the scared teenager, "you're running out of options. Somebody is going to search you, it's either Amy, the police or me." I took a pen from my pocket and tapped it idly on the desk. I gave her a minute to think, as I did I really checked her out for the first time. She was really cute, strawberry blonde hair that hung past her shoulder framed a very attractive face. A couple dozen freckles lined either side of her pert little nose. She was fairly short, maybe five foot and slender body. She didn't seem to have much in the tit department under the pink Bieber t-shirt that she was wearing. When I figured that she's squirmed long enough I reached across the desk and picked up the receiver of the phone.
"Who are you calling", she asked nervously eyeing the phone in my hand.
"The cops", I told her, "I don't have all day to deal with you."
"Please don't call the cops", she cried, tears starting to gather in her eyes.
"Then do I call Amy?"
"No, she'll tell everyone at school", she whimpered.
"You're running out of options", I told her manner of factly.
She looked at me with pleading eyes, a tear rolled down her cheek. Slowly she pulled herself out of the chair and started to fiddle with the hem of her t-shirt. With a sigh of resignation she peeled the shirt up and over her head. She blushed deeply as she stood there in her red lacy bra until I pointed at the skirt with my pen. Her fingers fumbled with the belt so badly that I wondered if she was going to be able to get it undone. Finally she worked it out and the short pleated skirt dropped unceremoniously to the floor. Her panties matched her bra, and looked to probably be fairly expensive. I looked her over with a bit more than a professional interest. She really was a good looking girl, well toned muscles beneath her pale skin. I let my eyes take in the sight of her. Her small tits were propped up by the sexy push-up bra but they looked nice. My leering gaze traveled down her taut teenage belly. At the crotch of her panties I could clearly see the outline of the stolen camera stuffed into the gusset.
I motioned for her to come closer. When she did I reached out and grabbed the body of the camera. With a twist of the wrist I dislodged it from between the lips of her sex and out the leg band of her panties, gifting myself with a quick peek of her obviously hairless pussy. I held up the merchandise for her to see. "Ahh, there it is."
Still shocked by the sudden contact she stuttered, "you can't touch me like that!"
"Like what? All I did was retrieve the camera that you stole", I replied innocently. "what else do you have in there?"
Her eyes got big at the implication, "No-nothing."
"I think that we need to find out so I can give the police a detailed inventory of what you stole."
"I thought that you weren't going to call the cops if I took off my clothes", she whined.
"Tina", I called her by name for the first time, "that is a six hundred dollar camera that you had stuffed in your crotch, that's a felony. The store is going to push that you be tried as an adult which means that you're going to be going to prison."
"Oh God no, please, I can't go to prison", she cried, "all I did was steal a camera, and you have it back!"
I picked up the camera and raised it to my nose, the scent of her pussy was still clear on the plastic wrap that enclosed it. I could feel my BVD's getting a little tighter. "This thing smells like your cunt, I can't put this back on the shelf."
That kind of shocked her and she whined again, "But it's just a camera."
"We both know that camera isn't the first thing that you've stolen from here, only the first thing that we caught you with."
"What do I have to do", she acquiesced.
I'm not sure what head was thinking for me at that point but I heard the words, "lose the bra", come from my lips.
Again the tears began to glass over her eyes but she reached her trembling hands behind her back. A moment later she shrugged her shoulders forward and the pretty red brassier fell slid down her arms to the floor. Her small titties stuck out from her chest, they were maybe a B cup, but I doubted it. Her pear shaped globes were tipped with soft pink areola and tiny nipples that stuck out like little pink pebbles.
"Panties too" I instructed, my mouth suddenly getting dry. I'd seen this scene play out on the internet, but those were actors.
Shamed into compliance she hooked her thumbs into the waist band of those sexy red panties and pushed them down over her hips. Her sweet young pussy was cleanly shaved and the sight of it had me at full mast. I got up and moved in front of her trembling body. I ran my fingers along the crease of her young breasts. "Nothing there", I commented as nonchalantly as I could. "Turn around and bend over."
Again she complied, fear over-riding her will to rebel at my probing. Her pretty little ass jutted out at me, I could see the wrinkled brown entrance to her ass winking up at me. I reached down and let my finger slip between the sooth lips of her sex. Damn, she was getting wet. I let my finger tips trace the length of her slit a couple of times before I pushed one into the steamy canal. My God her twat was tight as hell as I sunk my finger as deep as it would go into her cunt. I pumped it in and out a couple of times more than was needed to check for contraband. "Nope, nothing here", I assured her. I pulled my slimy finger from her twat and placed it at the entrance to her ass.
""No, please don't put it in there", she sobbed.
Slowly I spread the pussy juice that coated my finger around her asshole and then jammed it in to the second knuckle.
"Ooh, fuck", the young thief hissed as my finger penetrated her virgin asshole. I pushed it in and wiggled it around before beginning to slowly fuck her ass with my finger.
"Nope, don't feel anything in here either", I assured her, "That's good, it really cuts down on the paperwork that I have to give the police."
She looked back at me incredulously, "Why are you calling the police, I just let you finger my pussy and you still have a finger in my butthole."
I assured her that was just a cavity search and that she'd probably get another one at the station. Still slowly pumping my finger into her tight ass I suggested, "there might be a way that I could be persuaded to keep this between us and keep you out of jail." It was definitely the head that was tenting out my slacks so obscenely that was in control.
"What do I have to do", she asked, already knowing the answer.
"Get down on your knees", I instructed pulling the finger from her ass and unzipping my trousers. "Take it out."
She slipped a shaky hand into the opening of my pants and managed to get it inside my briefs. Her slender fingers wrapped around my hard shaft and worked it free. I may not be the biggest of men but my angry looking prick just looked enormous in her tiny fist. "Suck it!"
She hesitantly brought her mouth up to the head of my prick. It felt incredible as her soft warm lips wrapped around my purple helmet. "That's it, suck my cock you little thieving whore!" I'm not sure if she'd ever given a blowjob before, it sure didn't seem like it, which only added to the experience for me. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and rammed my prick into her inexperienced throat causing her to gag violently. "Suck it bitch." After a minute or two of face fucking the crying little girl I pulled her up by the hair off of my cock and pushed her back onto my desk. She lay there on her back, trembling as I slid the head of my prick up and down the slit of her hairless twat.
"Oomph", she grunted as I pushed myself into her incredibly tight snatch, burying my eight inches in one thrust. I grabbed the flesh behind her knees as pushed them up until they flattened her tiny breasts beneath them before pulling all but the head of my cock out and ramming it home again. Again and again I slammed my rod into her tight canal. My swinging sack slapped her taint obscenely each time I bottomed out in her twat. Her whimpers of, "oh God no, no, no", slowly turned into, "fuck, fuck, fuck me", as I pounded into that sweet teenage pussy. The little cunt was getting off on being used as a fuck toy. I took my thumb and began toying her slimy clit and soon she had wrapped her legs around my ass and was fucking me back as hard as I was giving it to her. In my fifty years I'd seen many women cum, yet still I was amazed to see that familiar glaze wash over the cute little redhead sprawled out on my desk below me. I pumped into her harder as I played with her clit, pushing her rapidly over the edge. Her body clenched below mine as wave after wave of her orgasm wracked her young frame. I rode out the spasms that shook the walls of her tight cunt until she came down the highs of her climax. She was still somewhat delirious with pleasure when I pulled out of her clinging cunt and rolled her over on the desk, now laying on her belly with her weak feet on the floor.
This time when I pushed my cock back in I aimed a little higher and had half of my length in her asshole before she realized where it was going. "Oh fuck", she hissed between clenched teeth as I pushed ever deeper into her shitter. Slowly I began to fuck her poor ass, burying more of my rod into her colon with each thrust. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as I ravished her asshole. Her cunt had been very nice but her ass just seemed to milk my shaft. It wasn't long before I could feel my nuts tighten. I'd considered pulling out at shooting my load across the milky white skin of her back, or maybe spinning around to give her a facial but in the end I just rammed myself balls deep into her ass and filled her colon with rope after rope of my jizz. Her body shook beneath me as I emptied my sack into her bowels.
As I softened in her sloppy ass I pulled out, a glob of my seed followed the head of my prick as it exited her gaping asshole and slowly oozed down her thigh. I slapped her firm ass cheek, leaving a distinct red handprint on her pale white flesh. "Okay Tina, I think that we're done here." I grabbed the handful of napkins left from my lunch and cleaned off my prick before tucking it back into my pants. "Get dressed and get out of here, if I ever catch you in the store again I won't be as nice."
"That's it baby, poke around the lingerie a little bit", I thought to myself as I spied on her. I'd watched her so many times that I knew her routine. Next she'll go to shoes, then jewelry before hitting the electronics. That was where she would strike. She didn't disappoint me, as she pretended to shop in each of the departments in the order she usually did. When she got to electronics I watched as she feigned interest in a few of the cd's before wandering over to the digital cameras. Casually she took a small body cam from the rack and left the department. Her next stop would be the furniture area. It was the least covered part of the store since who would try to shove a couch down their pants. At least it used to be.
Casually she knelt down as if to check out a small end table. As I watched from one of the new high definition cameras I saw her slyly take the camera from its box and slip it under her skirt. The box was left in the drawer of the table. "Gotcha", I said out loud with a smile. She never left directly after stealing, she'd pretend to look at a couple of dresses before making her exit. This time when she walked out the front door I'd be waiting. I discretely made my way to the front of the store and took up my position just outside. I didn't have to wait long.
The automatic doors slid opened and out she came as if she didn't have a care in the world, just another shopper who didn't find what they were looking for. "Excuse me", I greeted her. Not even a hint of fear, the bitch was cocky. "Do you have change for a five", I asked as I pulled out my wallet.
With a smile she explained that she didn't have any cash on her and started to walk by me. That's when I let my wallet flip open displaying my badge as I grabbed onto her shoulder. "Then do you have a camera in your panties", I asked.
Now I saw the fear, that deer in the headlight look is one of the perks of this job. "What? I don't know what you're talking about", she stammered and tried to pull away but by now I had a grip on the neck of her shirt and bra strap. "Let go of me or I'll scream", she threatened.
"Go ahead, it'll save me from having to make the call to the police", I called her bluff. "You can either come with me quietly back to my office or I can drag you through the store kicking and screaming. Either way you're not going anywhere until this is resolved."
"I didn't steal anything", she stated defiantly.
"I think you did, in fact I know you did and have the video to prove it."
I led her by the shoulder back into the store. On our way to my office I detoured us through the furniture department. When we got to the end table where she'd hidden the empty box I stopped her. I watched as the defiance on her face was replaced by fear, she knew that I had her. I ordered her to open the drawer and when she did, there was the box for the camera, just where she'd left it. " Grab that and take it with you", I directed. She did as she was told, holding the box as if it might be filled with poisonous snakes. I then took her through the doors into the back area of the store and into my small office. I pointed to a chair next to my desk and told her to sit.
She squirmed uncomfortably as I pulled out several forms in silence. I set the paperwork on the desk then began rewinding back through some of the tapes. After a while I turned the monitor to where she could see and clicked on play. The video clearly showed her removing the camera from the box and then disappearing up under her skirt. "That is you, correct?"
"Yes", she whispered.
"What's your name?"
"Tina."
"Tina what?"
"Stevenson."
"Do you have any ID?"
She dug through an expensive looking purse and handed me her driver's license.
I took down her information and handed her back the card.
"Take off your blouse and skirt."
"What?"
"Strip down to your underwear", I repeated, "I need to recover that camera and make sure that you haven't stolen anything else."
She sat still, scared but defiant, "You can't do this! You can't make me get undress you old pervert!"
"Okay then, we do have a few options here. We can handle this, I can call in a female employee to conduct the search or I can call in the police to do it. Either way, you are going to get undressed in front of somebody", I explained.
She thought for a moment about the options that I'd laid out. "Get a woman to do it." Smug little bitch.
"Okay", I agreed, " let me think of who I have available." I gave it a minutes thought and it came to me, "Amy Johnson is working today and it is her turn to handle the female searches." I watched her face twist up just as I knew it would. Amy was the one that pointed her out, and if I was correct they not only went to the same school but that they ran in different circles.
"No, get someone else."
"I can't, store rules. It's either Amy or the cops." I was smiling inside as she squirmed.
"Please don't call the police", she whined.
I reminded the scared teenager, "you're running out of options. Somebody is going to search you, it's either Amy, the police or me." I took a pen from my pocket and tapped it idly on the desk. I gave her a minute to think, as I did I really checked her out for the first time. She was really cute, strawberry blonde hair that hung past her shoulder framed a very attractive face. A couple dozen freckles lined either side of her pert little nose. She was fairly short, maybe five foot and slender body. She didn't seem to have much in the tit department under the pink Bieber t-shirt that she was wearing. When I figured that she's squirmed long enough I reached across the desk and picked up the receiver of the phone.
"Who are you calling", she asked nervously eyeing the phone in my hand.
"The cops", I told her, "I don't have all day to deal with you."
"Please don't call the cops", she cried, tears starting to gather in her eyes.
"Then do I call Amy?"
"No, she'll tell everyone at school", she whimpered.
"You're running out of options", I told her manner of factly.
She looked at me with pleading eyes, a tear rolled down her cheek. Slowly she pulled herself out of the chair and started to fiddle with the hem of her t-shirt. With a sigh of resignation she peeled the shirt up and over her head. She blushed deeply as she stood there in her red lacy bra until I pointed at the skirt with my pen. Her fingers fumbled with the belt so badly that I wondered if she was going to be able to get it undone. Finally she worked it out and the short pleated skirt dropped unceremoniously to the floor. Her panties matched her bra, and looked to probably be fairly expensive. I looked her over with a bit more than a professional interest. She really was a good looking girl, well toned muscles beneath her pale skin. I let my eyes take in the sight of her. Her small tits were propped up by the sexy push-up bra but they looked nice. My leering gaze traveled down her taut teenage belly. At the crotch of her panties I could clearly see the outline of the stolen camera stuffed into the gusset.
I motioned for her to come closer. When she did I reached out and grabbed the body of the camera. With a twist of the wrist I dislodged it from between the lips of her sex and out the leg band of her panties, gifting myself with a quick peek of her obviously hairless pussy. I held up the merchandise for her to see. "Ahh, there it is."
Still shocked by the sudden contact she stuttered, "you can't touch me like that!"
"Like what? All I did was retrieve the camera that you stole", I replied innocently. "what else do you have in there?"
Her eyes got big at the implication, "No-nothing."
"I think that we need to find out so I can give the police a detailed inventory of what you stole."
"I thought that you weren't going to call the cops if I took off my clothes", she whined.
"Tina", I called her by name for the first time, "that is a six hundred dollar camera that you had stuffed in your crotch, that's a felony. The store is going to push that you be tried as an adult which means that you're going to be going to prison."
"Oh God no, please, I can't go to prison", she cried, "all I did was steal a camera, and you have it back!"
I picked up the camera and raised it to my nose, the scent of her pussy was still clear on the plastic wrap that enclosed it. I could feel my BVD's getting a little tighter. "This thing smells like your cunt, I can't put this back on the shelf."
That kind of shocked her and she whined again, "But it's just a camera."
"We both know that camera isn't the first thing that you've stolen from here, only the first thing that we caught you with."
"What do I have to do", she acquiesced.
I'm not sure what head was thinking for me at that point but I heard the words, "lose the bra", come from my lips.
Again the tears began to glass over her eyes but she reached her trembling hands behind her back. A moment later she shrugged her shoulders forward and the pretty red brassier fell slid down her arms to the floor. Her small titties stuck out from her chest, they were maybe a B cup, but I doubted it. Her pear shaped globes were tipped with soft pink areola and tiny nipples that stuck out like little pink pebbles.
"Panties too" I instructed, my mouth suddenly getting dry. I'd seen this scene play out on the internet, but those were actors.
Shamed into compliance she hooked her thumbs into the waist band of those sexy red panties and pushed them down over her hips. Her sweet young pussy was cleanly shaved and the sight of it had me at full mast. I got up and moved in front of her trembling body. I ran my fingers along the crease of her young breasts. "Nothing there", I commented as nonchalantly as I could. "Turn around and bend over."
Again she complied, fear over-riding her will to rebel at my probing. Her pretty little ass jutted out at me, I could see the wrinkled brown entrance to her ass winking up at me. I reached down and let my finger slip between the sooth lips of her sex. Damn, she was getting wet. I let my finger tips trace the length of her slit a couple of times before I pushed one into the steamy canal. My God her twat was tight as hell as I sunk my finger as deep as it would go into her cunt. I pumped it in and out a couple of times more than was needed to check for contraband. "Nope, nothing here", I assured her. I pulled my slimy finger from her twat and placed it at the entrance to her ass.
""No, please don't put it in there", she sobbed.
Slowly I spread the pussy juice that coated my finger around her asshole and then jammed it in to the second knuckle.
"Ooh, fuck", the young thief hissed as my finger penetrated her virgin asshole. I pushed it in and wiggled it around before beginning to slowly fuck her ass with my finger.
"Nope, don't feel anything in here either", I assured her, "That's good, it really cuts down on the paperwork that I have to give the police."
She looked back at me incredulously, "Why are you calling the police, I just let you finger my pussy and you still have a finger in my butthole."
I assured her that was just a cavity search and that she'd probably get another one at the station. Still slowly pumping my finger into her tight ass I suggested, "there might be a way that I could be persuaded to keep this between us and keep you out of jail." It was definitely the head that was tenting out my slacks so obscenely that was in control.
"What do I have to do", she asked, already knowing the answer.
"Get down on your knees", I instructed pulling the finger from her ass and unzipping my trousers. "Take it out."
She slipped a shaky hand into the opening of my pants and managed to get it inside my briefs. Her slender fingers wrapped around my hard shaft and worked it free. I may not be the biggest of men but my angry looking prick just looked enormous in her tiny fist. "Suck it!"
She hesitantly brought her mouth up to the head of my prick. It felt incredible as her soft warm lips wrapped around my purple helmet. "That's it, suck my cock you little thieving whore!" I'm not sure if she'd ever given a blowjob before, it sure didn't seem like it, which only added to the experience for me. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and rammed my prick into her inexperienced throat causing her to gag violently. "Suck it bitch." After a minute or two of face fucking the crying little girl I pulled her up by the hair off of my cock and pushed her back onto my desk. She lay there on her back, trembling as I slid the head of my prick up and down the slit of her hairless twat.
"Oomph", she grunted as I pushed myself into her incredibly tight snatch, burying my eight inches in one thrust. I grabbed the flesh behind her knees as pushed them up until they flattened her tiny breasts beneath them before pulling all but the head of my cock out and ramming it home again. Again and again I slammed my rod into her tight canal. My swinging sack slapped her taint obscenely each time I bottomed out in her twat. Her whimpers of, "oh God no, no, no", slowly turned into, "fuck, fuck, fuck me", as I pounded into that sweet teenage pussy. The little cunt was getting off on being used as a fuck toy. I took my thumb and began toying her slimy clit and soon she had wrapped her legs around my ass and was fucking me back as hard as I was giving it to her. In my fifty years I'd seen many women cum, yet still I was amazed to see that familiar glaze wash over the cute little redhead sprawled out on my desk below me. I pumped into her harder as I played with her clit, pushing her rapidly over the edge. Her body clenched below mine as wave after wave of her orgasm wracked her young frame. I rode out the spasms that shook the walls of her tight cunt until she came down the highs of her climax. She was still somewhat delirious with pleasure when I pulled out of her clinging cunt and rolled her over on the desk, now laying on her belly with her weak feet on the floor.
This time when I pushed my cock back in I aimed a little higher and had half of my length in her asshole before she realized where it was going. "Oh fuck", she hissed between clenched teeth as I pushed ever deeper into her shitter. Slowly I began to fuck her poor ass, burying more of my rod into her colon with each thrust. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as I ravished her asshole. Her cunt had been very nice but her ass just seemed to milk my shaft. It wasn't long before I could feel my nuts tighten. I'd considered pulling out at shooting my load across the milky white skin of her back, or maybe spinning around to give her a facial but in the end I just rammed myself balls deep into her ass and filled her colon with rope after rope of my jizz. Her body shook beneath me as I emptied my sack into her bowels.
As I softened in her sloppy ass I pulled out, a glob of my seed followed the head of my prick as it exited her gaping asshole and slowly oozed down her thigh. I slapped her firm ass cheek, leaving a distinct red handprint on her pale white flesh. "Okay Tina, I think that we're done here." I grabbed the handful of napkins left from my lunch and cleaned off my prick before tucking it back into my pants. "Get dressed and get out of here, if I ever catch you in the store again I won't be as nice."
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