Looking for a Dry Spot a Day of Destruction Aftermath StoryChapter 5
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"You know you are a wonderful mother, right?" Lacey closes the door to their daughters room as gingerly as possible, praying she didn't stir, and turns to face Reese.
"Yeah, yeah…" Lacey flashes one of her million dollar smiles at the amazing man and father before her as she made her way down the hard wooden staircase.
"But you could always tell me again." Lacey let out a whole hearted laugh, as her bare feet hit each stair, with Reese in tow.
Reese begins to tidy up the living room, which currently resembled a mine field, tossing dirty clothes into one pile, balancing dishes into another, the clatter echoing thoughout the three story home.
Lacey never expected to have any c***dren, but after being thrust into her new role, she graciously accepted the new title.
Mother.
"Well. For one, you are definitely one of the strongest female role models our little beauty could ever hope for. You are kind, caring and patient. Not to mention that the word MILF doesn't even begin to define you…" Lacey, all the while laughing on the inside, just smiles back at him, knowing he would probably continue his whimsical word escapade.
"I mean, I never pegged myself to be a father…" he started.
"But it is undoubtedly my favorite position." Reese gave a knowing glance at his long time girlfriend.
If Lacey had been any other woman she would of continued on her marry way, cleaning up the disaster that was their living room coffee table, but instead she lets out her laughter almost unexpectedly.
"You know what you just said right?" Shes laughing hard now, simply because she is so far beyond dirty minded that she had recently been toying with the idea of writing down her thoughts and making a novel out of her perverted nature.
"Yes. And I am fully aware of who I said it to aswell. " Reese had gotten to know Lacey over the years, some would argue better than she knew her own self. So in saying such seemingly innocent comments, he knew that there was a double entondra that formulated inside that brilliant brain of hers.
He loved that she was so intelligent. It may outshine him at times, but that only encouraged his own self to stride to become something more. He always tried hard to improve himself, and show Lacey that they were meant for each other.
"Pass me the plates, I will do the dishes. You can sweep tonight. " Lacey extended the broom handle out and Reese, happily, accepted the broom.
The familiarity of the clean up routine had grown stale months ago. Nevertheless, cleaning was still a necessity.
"Why wont you just let me buy a dishwasher like I had suggested almost a year ago now?" Reese could be heard sweeping vigorously from the other room.
"And like I said a year ago, it would be a waste of money since someone in this house doesnt rinse their dishes, and I woud have to go over them again anyway." Lacey was anal where cleanliness was involved.
Their home is kept as spotless as possible, just incase they ever had company, which honestly had been a rare occurance as of late.
Reese sighs in defeat, he knew who she was referring to, and simply resigned himself to emptying the dust pan, like he had done hundreds of times before.
Lacey had moved onto the glasses when she felt Reese behind her.
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her in until he could feel her body rest perfectly into his mold.
She stopped the dishes for just a moment, enjoying every second with him wasnt always easy. Like any couple, they fought. And they fought fiercely. But they loved each other, with equal intensity.
Reese pulls her hair to one side, lowering a spaghetti strap and gives the back of her neck a quick kiss, as if to show her his own gratitude.
Lacey let out a breath she hadnt realized she was holding, her chest rose and finally heaving again. Her disheveled strands tickled his chest.
As he pulls away, Lacey continues with the routine.
"You know I love you, right? " Reese places the broom back into pantry.
"Proove it." Lacey retorts, not missing a beat.
Reese just smiles intently at the marvelous woman in front of him, words fleating from his mind, as he imagines the many ways he has infact proven his love, quickly rolling his eyes at such a ridiculous notion.
"Im pretty sure the 35lb ball of energy upstairs is physical proof." Lacey laughs aloud.
Lacey knew that Reese was a good father. Truthfully, she was attracted to the family type.
Lacey places the last glass onto the cupboards' shelf and closes the door. The squeak that it made while shutting made both parents cringe and freeze in place, even hold their breath, praying a certain someone didnt awaken.
Enough time had gone by that one would assume that they were safe but they found themselves lost in each others company. The tension began to grow, a glimmer of need flash upon Reeses face that only Lacey could of recognized.
Laceys gaze falls from their eye lock, to trail down his chest and land where his shorts lay lazily across his pelvic bone, a faint treasure trail protruding through the hem. Lacey reaches out to touch but Reese pulls away, toying with her.
"Do you want me to play with your hair tonight?" He asks, turning out the kitchen light, stopping to wait for Lacey at the bottom of the staircase.
"I think you know the answer to that." Lacey rounds the corner, taking the stairs two at a time, her butt being the only thing Reese saw as they made it up the stairs and into the bedroom.
Removing all but her panties, Lacey excitedly crawls into bed, awaiting her better half, whom she hadn't noticed had been waiting in bed for her. She got a mild fright when she felt his hands grab her by the hip to pull her into him, melting together like she was his little spoon, both laying on their side.
Reese positions a pillow under his forearm to better reach her bouncy beautiful chestnut locks, sighing in contentment when he finally finds a placing that was comfortable.
Lacey liked her hair being played with, it soothed a racing mind and relaxed her. She also enjoyed his company, and his touch. She was always craving for a moment with him, let me explain.
A/N:
When someone holds your hand and gives you it squeeze, or a meaningful conversation, or just a quiet moment with just the two of you and no one else was on planet Earth, those are moments.
Lacey remembers Reeses arms are pretty long and scoots her upper half forward, while he held her hip in place. Thus, they layed in an almost lazy doggie style pose, her butt pushing softly against his naked member, only cotton seperated them.
"You know the rules…" Reese hinted.
"Yeah, yeah…" Lacey begins to remove her undergarment but is stopped almost immediately.
"Here.." Reese started. "Let me get those for you." Despite being in total darkness, Reese easily removed the underwear for her. She could sense the smile in his voice.
"Muuuucchhhh better." Lacey snorts and rolls her eyes, he is happy now.
He begins to tossle her hair gently, with a hand that's moving painfully slow. But that's how she liked it. She was a patient woman, and loved her even more for it.
After only a few minutes a small gasp was heard coming from the half asleep woman next to him.
"Does it feel good?" Reese perks an ear.
"Ya it just started to feel nice." Lacey has never told her man of four years just how come she enjoyed her hair play so much. And to anyone else, it would probably sound so incredibly sappy. But truth be told, she enjoyed feeling protected and cared about whenever they did show each others' pure affection.
Another pleasurable shudder is heard. And another. Sighs of enjoyment and happiness, from the both of them.
"Babe, do you know what you're doing to me right now?" Reese chuckles, a little embarrassed.
"Yeah I do, don't you think I can feel that?" She had honestly begun to feel him stir and stiffen almost as soon as she flopped into bed.
"And I think its amazing that this still happens after so long together. " Lacey loved that they were four years in and he still couldn't help himself sometimes.
Lacey would get turned by the simple thought that someone would find her attractive, but it was a whole different level where Reese was concerned. They really did love each other.
Reese gives his beauty a tight squeeze, holding her close for a moment, smelling her hair and then letting her go. Lacey felt his heart through his chest, damn near jackhammering, the flutter so sweet to her.
Reese presses himself a little tighter against her bum, the soft skin only making him pulsate now. Lacey wiggles her butt enough (seemingly with expertise) until his length is nestled between her cheeks, rocking forward and back, making him groan loudly.
"Obviously, forget the hair. Something else Is on your mind. But don't you even think about what shall remain nameless." Something you should know about Lacey. Anal was a no go, everytime. There was nothing in it for her. Maybe other women enjoyed it but it was just not for her. She felt that it only pleased one of them and it was never her. It might sound selfish, but it was still the truth.
Nevertheless, that does not stop her from teasing the hell out of him everytime that he played with her hair, which according to her was never often enough.
Reese stops her mid glide to turn her over to face him. They are nose to nose, his breath heavy and uneven, Lacey swallows hard.
He studies her for a moment, briefly looking over her body with approval and admiration, before resting at her eyes. They held a short gaze before Lacey reaches out and pets him. Instantly groaning again, making her smile.
Using her thumb, she finds his head and is deligted to discover his precum had appeared there. Gently massaging his foreskin and his tip, he curls his toes.
"God I love you." His breath is hot and voice husky now.
"Proove it." Laceys chirped her famous line.
Without warning, Lacey found herself under him, his tongue lighty sucking on her navel, he looks up to see her with her eyes closed.
Placing a hand under her butt, he lifts her bottom half into the air, parts her lips and allows his saliva to gather on her clitorus.
She feels the want brewing within herself.
Reese takes one of his hands and places it on himself, giving little relief to his aching cock. He loves her so much, but he has to slow down.
Lacey pushes down on the back of his neck, this release was hers.
"You're very sweet, did you know that?" Reese is pleased by her enticing smell, the taste was inebriating. Every trail of his tongue gave him a satisfying result. Shes bucking against him now.
He gets back to his knees and Lacey knows what to do. Giving him a quick kiss to taste herself, which garners a pleasurable moan from Reese, she licks touches his pelvic bone. The same place she had reached for before and was teased was now all access. Something about the carving of the muscles beloe the belly button was a turn on for her.
Tracing her fingers down his chest she slides her tongue from the base of his member to the tip, feeling him tremble under her. She repeats the motion several more times, before actually tasting him.
And it was worth the wait. The taste of his want was always something that arroused Lacey. Just knowing that the one you love is under your control, at your mercy was an invigorating thought. Lacey smiles at him, who is paying little attention, his head no longer in this planets orbit.
She stops for a minute and Reese gives a wimper.
"Please." She hears him plead.
In one motion, shes atop of him now. Reaching into the bedside tables drawer, she pulls out her favorite vibrator. Turning on, she places his cockhead on her stiffened clit, circular motions, she could sense him getting close.
She stopped again.
"Lace…. Please." The desperation was thick in his words. She knew he wouldn't last long. This was usually never a problem. Sex was great and lengthy most of the time. It was when they made love that his stamina became an issue.
Lacey places the vibrator against her lips, playing with herself for his viewing pleasure before laying it on his mons. She then positioned him at her entrance, wondered for a moment if he was going to be too thick. It was obvious that he was harder than usual aswell.
She wasn't wondering for very long, hovering over him, when he grew impatient and thrust his hip forward, making her slide down on his shaft.
They both let out a moan so lustful that they both had to sit for a second, holding back what they both knew would be something worth waiting for.
Lacey leans forward, vibrator helping to relieve the instense ache, and began to kiss Reese. She begins to buck her hips now, feeling every inch of him, the edge was nearing.
Reese pushed her head to the side, slightly forceful, yet playful aswell, as he nibbles on her neck, her weakness. He knew this.
She shudders, rocking back and forth on the vibrator vigorously.
She lets out a loud howl, followd by two equally as loud moans.
"Im cumming. Uhhhhg babe." She managed to choke out between waves of her own orgasm. Eyes rolled back, and she just let go. Her toes curled, leaning foward to grab a fistful of the beige sheets.
Reese bites on her full bottom lip, feeling her scream against his mouth. Her walls tight against him now. She wanted to collapse, arms shaking, but he wouldn't allow it.
She shook for a moment, her head was light. She focused on breathing, in and out.
"Babe, that was so intense." Lacey huffed out.
"Im not done with you yet." As quickly as Lacey processed the words, which honestly took a moment to register, Reese was at the edge of their queen sized bed, pulling her to him, her face was buried in the comforter.
He plunged himself inside her, and he shakes. Shes wet now from her orgasm, he couldn't help himself, as he pumps hard.
Reese could tell by her loud gasp that he had found that mythical spot. Her g spot. She felt it too, as she closed in around him again, if possible tighter than before.
Five hard, matched thrusts and he could not hold back any longer.
"Im gonna. " He trails off.
Lacey feels it building again. This time faster, but with equalled insensity.
"Ok, just do it." She lets out, barely recognizing her own voice, which was now coarse.
Reese shook, releasing himself inside her, with every burst she moaned. His hot cum making her knees buckle. Her breath hitched and she came again. This time crying out in ecstasy. He stayed within her for a few moments, enjoying each other, trying and failing to catch their breath.
In a pile they now lay, side by side. Their bliss washing over them.
After a moment, the silence was cut.
"See. I told you I love you." Reese jokingly lets out between gasps for air.
"Yeah, yeah." Lacey says, finally feeling her limbs again, as she lets herself be pulled into the man she loves so deeply.
They cuddle into each other, exhaustion over powering Reese as Lacey lays motionless in his arms, listening to his quiet snore for a few minutes.
"But you could always tell me again." Laceys final words hung in the air, until Reese, while in his sleep, pulls her in tightly, as they both find solice in each other, light protruding through the bedroom shades.
"Yeah, yeah…" Lacey flashes one of her million dollar smiles at the amazing man and father before her as she made her way down the hard wooden staircase.
"But you could always tell me again." Lacey let out a whole hearted laugh, as her bare feet hit each stair, with Reese in tow.
Reese begins to tidy up the living room, which currently resembled a mine field, tossing dirty clothes into one pile, balancing dishes into another, the clatter echoing thoughout the three story home.
Lacey never expected to have any c***dren, but after being thrust into her new role, she graciously accepted the new title.
Mother.
"Well. For one, you are definitely one of the strongest female role models our little beauty could ever hope for. You are kind, caring and patient. Not to mention that the word MILF doesn't even begin to define you…" Lacey, all the while laughing on the inside, just smiles back at him, knowing he would probably continue his whimsical word escapade.
"I mean, I never pegged myself to be a father…" he started.
"But it is undoubtedly my favorite position." Reese gave a knowing glance at his long time girlfriend.
If Lacey had been any other woman she would of continued on her marry way, cleaning up the disaster that was their living room coffee table, but instead she lets out her laughter almost unexpectedly.
"You know what you just said right?" Shes laughing hard now, simply because she is so far beyond dirty minded that she had recently been toying with the idea of writing down her thoughts and making a novel out of her perverted nature.
"Yes. And I am fully aware of who I said it to aswell. " Reese had gotten to know Lacey over the years, some would argue better than she knew her own self. So in saying such seemingly innocent comments, he knew that there was a double entondra that formulated inside that brilliant brain of hers.
He loved that she was so intelligent. It may outshine him at times, but that only encouraged his own self to stride to become something more. He always tried hard to improve himself, and show Lacey that they were meant for each other.
"Pass me the plates, I will do the dishes. You can sweep tonight. " Lacey extended the broom handle out and Reese, happily, accepted the broom.
The familiarity of the clean up routine had grown stale months ago. Nevertheless, cleaning was still a necessity.
"Why wont you just let me buy a dishwasher like I had suggested almost a year ago now?" Reese could be heard sweeping vigorously from the other room.
"And like I said a year ago, it would be a waste of money since someone in this house doesnt rinse their dishes, and I woud have to go over them again anyway." Lacey was anal where cleanliness was involved.
Their home is kept as spotless as possible, just incase they ever had company, which honestly had been a rare occurance as of late.
Reese sighs in defeat, he knew who she was referring to, and simply resigned himself to emptying the dust pan, like he had done hundreds of times before.
Lacey had moved onto the glasses when she felt Reese behind her.
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her in until he could feel her body rest perfectly into his mold.
She stopped the dishes for just a moment, enjoying every second with him wasnt always easy. Like any couple, they fought. And they fought fiercely. But they loved each other, with equal intensity.
Reese pulls her hair to one side, lowering a spaghetti strap and gives the back of her neck a quick kiss, as if to show her his own gratitude.
Lacey let out a breath she hadnt realized she was holding, her chest rose and finally heaving again. Her disheveled strands tickled his chest.
As he pulls away, Lacey continues with the routine.
"You know I love you, right? " Reese places the broom back into pantry.
"Proove it." Lacey retorts, not missing a beat.
Reese just smiles intently at the marvelous woman in front of him, words fleating from his mind, as he imagines the many ways he has infact proven his love, quickly rolling his eyes at such a ridiculous notion.
"Im pretty sure the 35lb ball of energy upstairs is physical proof." Lacey laughs aloud.
Lacey knew that Reese was a good father. Truthfully, she was attracted to the family type.
Lacey places the last glass onto the cupboards' shelf and closes the door. The squeak that it made while shutting made both parents cringe and freeze in place, even hold their breath, praying a certain someone didnt awaken.
Enough time had gone by that one would assume that they were safe but they found themselves lost in each others company. The tension began to grow, a glimmer of need flash upon Reeses face that only Lacey could of recognized.
Laceys gaze falls from their eye lock, to trail down his chest and land where his shorts lay lazily across his pelvic bone, a faint treasure trail protruding through the hem. Lacey reaches out to touch but Reese pulls away, toying with her.
"Do you want me to play with your hair tonight?" He asks, turning out the kitchen light, stopping to wait for Lacey at the bottom of the staircase.
"I think you know the answer to that." Lacey rounds the corner, taking the stairs two at a time, her butt being the only thing Reese saw as they made it up the stairs and into the bedroom.
Removing all but her panties, Lacey excitedly crawls into bed, awaiting her better half, whom she hadn't noticed had been waiting in bed for her. She got a mild fright when she felt his hands grab her by the hip to pull her into him, melting together like she was his little spoon, both laying on their side.
Reese positions a pillow under his forearm to better reach her bouncy beautiful chestnut locks, sighing in contentment when he finally finds a placing that was comfortable.
Lacey liked her hair being played with, it soothed a racing mind and relaxed her. She also enjoyed his company, and his touch. She was always craving for a moment with him, let me explain.
A/N:
When someone holds your hand and gives you it squeeze, or a meaningful conversation, or just a quiet moment with just the two of you and no one else was on planet Earth, those are moments.
Lacey remembers Reeses arms are pretty long and scoots her upper half forward, while he held her hip in place. Thus, they layed in an almost lazy doggie style pose, her butt pushing softly against his naked member, only cotton seperated them.
"You know the rules…" Reese hinted.
"Yeah, yeah…" Lacey begins to remove her undergarment but is stopped almost immediately.
"Here.." Reese started. "Let me get those for you." Despite being in total darkness, Reese easily removed the underwear for her. She could sense the smile in his voice.
"Muuuucchhhh better." Lacey snorts and rolls her eyes, he is happy now.
He begins to tossle her hair gently, with a hand that's moving painfully slow. But that's how she liked it. She was a patient woman, and loved her even more for it.
After only a few minutes a small gasp was heard coming from the half asleep woman next to him.
"Does it feel good?" Reese perks an ear.
"Ya it just started to feel nice." Lacey has never told her man of four years just how come she enjoyed her hair play so much. And to anyone else, it would probably sound so incredibly sappy. But truth be told, she enjoyed feeling protected and cared about whenever they did show each others' pure affection.
Another pleasurable shudder is heard. And another. Sighs of enjoyment and happiness, from the both of them.
"Babe, do you know what you're doing to me right now?" Reese chuckles, a little embarrassed.
"Yeah I do, don't you think I can feel that?" She had honestly begun to feel him stir and stiffen almost as soon as she flopped into bed.
"And I think its amazing that this still happens after so long together. " Lacey loved that they were four years in and he still couldn't help himself sometimes.
Lacey would get turned by the simple thought that someone would find her attractive, but it was a whole different level where Reese was concerned. They really did love each other.
Reese gives his beauty a tight squeeze, holding her close for a moment, smelling her hair and then letting her go. Lacey felt his heart through his chest, damn near jackhammering, the flutter so sweet to her.
Reese presses himself a little tighter against her bum, the soft skin only making him pulsate now. Lacey wiggles her butt enough (seemingly with expertise) until his length is nestled between her cheeks, rocking forward and back, making him groan loudly.
"Obviously, forget the hair. Something else Is on your mind. But don't you even think about what shall remain nameless." Something you should know about Lacey. Anal was a no go, everytime. There was nothing in it for her. Maybe other women enjoyed it but it was just not for her. She felt that it only pleased one of them and it was never her. It might sound selfish, but it was still the truth.
Nevertheless, that does not stop her from teasing the hell out of him everytime that he played with her hair, which according to her was never often enough.
Reese stops her mid glide to turn her over to face him. They are nose to nose, his breath heavy and uneven, Lacey swallows hard.
He studies her for a moment, briefly looking over her body with approval and admiration, before resting at her eyes. They held a short gaze before Lacey reaches out and pets him. Instantly groaning again, making her smile.
Using her thumb, she finds his head and is deligted to discover his precum had appeared there. Gently massaging his foreskin and his tip, he curls his toes.
"God I love you." His breath is hot and voice husky now.
"Proove it." Laceys chirped her famous line.
Without warning, Lacey found herself under him, his tongue lighty sucking on her navel, he looks up to see her with her eyes closed.
Placing a hand under her butt, he lifts her bottom half into the air, parts her lips and allows his saliva to gather on her clitorus.
She feels the want brewing within herself.
Reese takes one of his hands and places it on himself, giving little relief to his aching cock. He loves her so much, but he has to slow down.
Lacey pushes down on the back of his neck, this release was hers.
"You're very sweet, did you know that?" Reese is pleased by her enticing smell, the taste was inebriating. Every trail of his tongue gave him a satisfying result. Shes bucking against him now.
He gets back to his knees and Lacey knows what to do. Giving him a quick kiss to taste herself, which garners a pleasurable moan from Reese, she licks touches his pelvic bone. The same place she had reached for before and was teased was now all access. Something about the carving of the muscles beloe the belly button was a turn on for her.
Tracing her fingers down his chest she slides her tongue from the base of his member to the tip, feeling him tremble under her. She repeats the motion several more times, before actually tasting him.
And it was worth the wait. The taste of his want was always something that arroused Lacey. Just knowing that the one you love is under your control, at your mercy was an invigorating thought. Lacey smiles at him, who is paying little attention, his head no longer in this planets orbit.
She stops for a minute and Reese gives a wimper.
"Please." She hears him plead.
In one motion, shes atop of him now. Reaching into the bedside tables drawer, she pulls out her favorite vibrator. Turning on, she places his cockhead on her stiffened clit, circular motions, she could sense him getting close.
She stopped again.
"Lace…. Please." The desperation was thick in his words. She knew he wouldn't last long. This was usually never a problem. Sex was great and lengthy most of the time. It was when they made love that his stamina became an issue.
Lacey places the vibrator against her lips, playing with herself for his viewing pleasure before laying it on his mons. She then positioned him at her entrance, wondered for a moment if he was going to be too thick. It was obvious that he was harder than usual aswell.
She wasn't wondering for very long, hovering over him, when he grew impatient and thrust his hip forward, making her slide down on his shaft.
They both let out a moan so lustful that they both had to sit for a second, holding back what they both knew would be something worth waiting for.
Lacey leans forward, vibrator helping to relieve the instense ache, and began to kiss Reese. She begins to buck her hips now, feeling every inch of him, the edge was nearing.
Reese pushed her head to the side, slightly forceful, yet playful aswell, as he nibbles on her neck, her weakness. He knew this.
She shudders, rocking back and forth on the vibrator vigorously.
She lets out a loud howl, followd by two equally as loud moans.
"Im cumming. Uhhhhg babe." She managed to choke out between waves of her own orgasm. Eyes rolled back, and she just let go. Her toes curled, leaning foward to grab a fistful of the beige sheets.
Reese bites on her full bottom lip, feeling her scream against his mouth. Her walls tight against him now. She wanted to collapse, arms shaking, but he wouldn't allow it.
She shook for a moment, her head was light. She focused on breathing, in and out.
"Babe, that was so intense." Lacey huffed out.
"Im not done with you yet." As quickly as Lacey processed the words, which honestly took a moment to register, Reese was at the edge of their queen sized bed, pulling her to him, her face was buried in the comforter.
He plunged himself inside her, and he shakes. Shes wet now from her orgasm, he couldn't help himself, as he pumps hard.
Reese could tell by her loud gasp that he had found that mythical spot. Her g spot. She felt it too, as she closed in around him again, if possible tighter than before.
Five hard, matched thrusts and he could not hold back any longer.
"Im gonna. " He trails off.
Lacey feels it building again. This time faster, but with equalled insensity.
"Ok, just do it." She lets out, barely recognizing her own voice, which was now coarse.
Reese shook, releasing himself inside her, with every burst she moaned. His hot cum making her knees buckle. Her breath hitched and she came again. This time crying out in ecstasy. He stayed within her for a few moments, enjoying each other, trying and failing to catch their breath.
In a pile they now lay, side by side. Their bliss washing over them.
After a moment, the silence was cut.
"See. I told you I love you." Reese jokingly lets out between gasps for air.
"Yeah, yeah." Lacey says, finally feeling her limbs again, as she lets herself be pulled into the man she loves so deeply.
They cuddle into each other, exhaustion over powering Reese as Lacey lays motionless in his arms, listening to his quiet snore for a few minutes.
"But you could always tell me again." Laceys final words hung in the air, until Reese, while in his sleep, pulls her in tightly, as they both find solice in each other, light protruding through the bedroom shades.
Elissa
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