A Stepmother s Sin Chapter 10 A Date with Gary
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The Life Model 2 : Gary
This is the much requested Sequel to The Life Model, so read that first,
I really can't be arsed to recap.
I was 17 and a college student. I had a boyfriend Jonathan who had
claimed my virginity. After the events of The Life Model, I'd seen
Gary around the college a few times and he'd always smiled at me.
One Saturday night at the end of term there was a party at the home of
one of Gary's mates, whose parents were abroad, and Jonathan and I were
invited, as was of course Gary.
I arrived with Jonathan who swiftly got rather drunk, talking to his
rugby mates. I was usually quickly bored with the girls' conversation,
and this was no exception.
I went upstairs to see who was on the upper level (it was a huge house)
and I ran into Gary.
"Ah! Lyn!" he quipped "I didn't recognise you with your clothes on!"
Very witty
" I bet YOU wouldn't have the guts to do it!" I countered
"Well, you might be right there, you wouldn't want to see ME naked
anyway, WOULD you?" he grinned rather cheekily
This must have been the quickest chat up ever
I shrugged, and donned a wry smile, and said as casually as I could
"I wouldn't mind actually, just from an artistic point of view, you
understand"
Gary stepped into a large bedroom, it may well have been the master
bedroom, and the host's parents'
Intrigued, I followed.
"God this is rather nice! " I said
Gary, looked me straight in the eye and started unbuttoning his faded
denim shirt.
His chest was bare, I assume naturally so, and tightly muscled. His arms
were wiry and actually rather magnificent. My Jonathan was muscly but
bulky, as usual with Rugby players, Gary was a nice contrast.
He threw his shirt casually onto the bed, and , still looking me
steadily in the eye, started to undo his belt.
I gulped.
Was he REALLY going to stand there and strip for me?
He opened his jeans and slipped them down his long, ripped thighs, there
was a hell of a bulge in his tight underpants. His cock looked bigger
than when he got hard in the art class.
He stooped to pull his boots off, then pulled his jeans down and off,
and stood there in his tight black underwear (and socks).
He put his hands on his hips as if to say 'What do you think?'
"Go on" I said
He gripped the waistband of his pants
"These?"
I nodded.
He pulled them out at the waistband to get them over his proud cock.
It sprang out, fully erect, probably about seven inches, BONE hard, and
with a big knob on the end, and he was circumcised. Not many Brits are.
His big balls were pulled in tight to his body, and coated in quite
downy hair.
All in all, his 'tackle' was very very pleasing. It was so hard as I
looked at him, it was curving back in towards his navel.
I motioned he should turn around, give me a twirl as it were. He
rotated 180 degrees, to show me his arse. AND MY GOD WHAT AN ARSE,
pert, curvy, muscled and hard, peachy smooth skin, taut buttocks, all
in all a PEACH, which badly needed a good spanking for being such a
show off.
"What do you THINK?" he asked , smiling contentedly.
I didn't answer, I just started to undress.
I'd got a dress on, which in those days was dressed up, I was a Levi
501s postergirl.
I unzipped my sheath dress and laid it carefully on a chair.
Sexy bra and little panties (g strings were only for strippers and
hookers back then) and sheer black silk stockings and suspenders
completed the rig out.
"Cor" observed Gary
"You like?" I smiled, and I dropped to my knees in front of his erect
cock, taking the head between my lips immediately.
He groaned and stroked my hair.
"Oh Christ, Lyn!" he moaned and I felt his balls contract even more
Both of us barely moved but I felt him tense, and heard him curse as he
immediately came in my mouth.
I swallowed him, a rarity back in those days.
"GARY! Fucking HELL! Premature EJACULATION or WHAT?" I giggled
"Don't tell anyone" he panicked
"I wasn't planning on it" I assured him " My boyfriend is downstairs"
"How long have we got?" he asked
"We've got until someone comes banging on the door " I said
"Take your knickers off and lie on the bed, I'll go down on you"
They were off before he got to "lie"
Gary lovingly parted my stockinged thighs, stroking the silkiness of the
hosiery, and the creamy thighs above.
"Christ that's the most beatiful pussy I've ever seen" he whispered as
ge got up close and personal.
He artfully took his time before he actually tongued my clit. By the
time he did he was having to get his arms round my thighs and hold me
down.
"Umf" I moaned and freed my little titties from the bra so I could
squeeze and pleasure them as he tongued me.
Gary slipped a finger inside my pussy and another up my bum. He was
attacking me from all sides.
"Oh GOD" I moaned rather too loudly
At least Jonathan had the good grace to warn of his approach
"LYN IS THAT YOU?"
I have never seen ANYONE move so fast in my life, talk about reactions.
Gary jumped off me, shoved all his clothing under the bed, and
disappeared to the darkened ensuite in about a tenth of a second.
Jonathan blustered in to find me lying on a magnificent bed,
masturbating
He was quite impressed
He slammed the door behind him and had the sense to lock it, which we
hadn't.
I gave some explanation about exploring and thinking what a fabulous bed
for sex and as there was only me there, I was having a frig.
Now there were two of us, Jonathan pulled his clothes off and climbed
onto me
I swore I could hear Gary giggling in the en suite as Jonathan
penetrated me in one swift practised movement, whilst swearing his
undying love for me.
His great cock was pushing my pussy lips apart, pounding my aroused
clitoris, he leant in to suck and bite my little titties just as I like
it. His muscular buttocks pounded it home,
"Fuck me, FUCK me" I groaned in his ear as I bit it, clawing at his
broad back
'Hmmmm' I thought, 'I actually think I like Jon better!' but I liked
the Idea of Gary watching me getting fucked and being jealous.
As I said earlier Jonathan had had a few to drink, and as it is with
alcohol, he took rather a time to come, probably twenty five minutes or
so, groaning loudly as he pumped his sperm deep into me.
My pussy clamped so tight onto him he moaned in discomfort.
Finally he climbed off me and we hurriedly dressed and left
The following week there was a note pushed into my locker, from Gary,
asking me to meet him at a flat in Birmingham, on the Saturday
afternoon, and it gave the address.
Jonathan was always at the football on Saturday afternoons and this
particular Saturday it was away up North somewhere. He'd have no
interest what I was up to.
I didn't respond, I spent the week considering whether to turn up or
not.
Friday night I was alone in bed and very horny, masturbating a lot. All
my fantasies were about Gary, or about three in a bed with Jonathan.
By dawn I had resolved to go to Gary.
I got the bus into Birmingham, it took forever, and I walked to the
address given, and Gary buzzed me in.
It was a fantastic flat with fabulous views of the city as the sun went
down.
Gary didn't say much, he poured me a glass of wine which I guzzled.
He came up up behind me and nuzzled my neck. It was electric I have to
say.
The atmosphere was throughly charged.
He reached round and cupped my little breasts. He hadn't even kissed me
yet.
I turned to face him and initiated the kiss, our tongues battled.
He reached down between my legs and cupped my mound through my tight
threadbare jeans.
I groaned against his neck.
He reached round and squeezed my arse, putting his thigh between my
thighs for me to grind against.
My groin was hyper charged from my hard little clitoris bedded in it's
wet folds, ready for sex constantly for the last ten hours.
I reached between us and grabbed his balls, he grunted into my open
mouth.
He pushed down on my shoulder. I knelt, as bidden, and opened his tight
jeans.
His cock was just as magnificent as before, but his balls were just a
little more relaxed. I fancied I could smell that he'd alreay come, but
showered afterwards. I think I was right.
Once more I took him just inside my mouth for one of the "Lyn licky
jobs" I used to do back then.
His hand grasped my hair for him to fuck my mouth, but grabbing his
balls I took control and he was dissuaded.
I took my time in pleasuring the head of his cock with my tongue and
lips, seeking out all the most sensitive places.
He put his head back and moaned
'Don't fucking COME ' I thought
I needn't have worried
"Enough" he cried and pulled me up from my knees where he promptly
stripped me naked in the middle of this lounge which I felt was
visible from all over the city centre.
The lights were coming up in neighbouring buildings.
My underwear on this Saturday evening was not what it had been at the
party, that was my very best clobber, but it was pretty nice, now it
was all over the floor.
Gary pulled the rest of his clothes off, and took me to the couch in the
centre of the large lounge.
"Are we not going to bed?" I asked
"Not allowed to fuck in the bed" he told me, "- condition of borrowing
the place".
"Doesn't that rather defeat the object?" I replied
He didnt seem to agree, there was a host of different components to the
sofa system, each offering the possibility of a variety of sexual
positions.
He got me onto his lap to start with.
I insisted on a condom which he refused at first saying it ruined the
feeling etc, yeah It does but I want to remain alive and healthy, and
he was a tart.
(I know YOU are, but what am I?)
After I went to pick my clothes up an leave , he went off to get condoms
from somewhere.
I sat on the sofa, gently masturbating, when he came back.
He slipped his condom on and moved up between my thighs, walking on his
knees.
"You ready?" he whispered
I shook my head and opened my legs
"Lick me"
He licked
Once again he was phenomenally good, a benchmark for all s*******n year
old pussy eaters, beyond that age he would be classified "competent"
For a man.
"Baby " I moaned, once again playing delightedly with my little titties
and their hard nipples.
Once again he slipped a finger inside my tight little cunt, massaging my
G spot, and my bottom.
It was heaven.
Again he had to hold me down as I came wetly all over the lower part of
his face.
"mmmMMMMMMMMMmmmmm" I moaned
Then I had him laid on the sofa and crawled up him to suck his cock
again.
He lay and watched me and reached out for my tits.
I took him halfway to paradise before crawling up him and positioning my
pussy over his cock.
"Condom?!" I demanded
He reached into his discarded jeans and grabbed a durex, unwrapped and
fitted it on.
I wasted no time on IMPALING myself on it.
Right up to his fucking balls in me.
His big knob wreaking havoc deep in my tight cunt.
Thrust
Oh
Squelch
Pant
Ow
His wet finger in my arse
Grabbing my little tits
Biting them
Me slamming my arse down in response
Fucking
Fucking
Fucking
Grunting
Rutting
Panting
Sweating
Collapsing
Coming
I came hard, clamping his cock almost painfully with my young pussy
muscles
He grunted as he struggled to hold onto his load.
I deftly jumped off him and pulled the condom off with a snap.
I got up close and wanked him off into my mouth coating my lips with his
hot sperm and smiling up at him.
When the heat of the moment had passed I looked around us. The windows
of the apartment were from floor to ceiling. I could see people in
the apartments across the other side of the canals.
So they could see me. Surely.
Once he'd recovered and we'd had a drink we got back on the couch, with
me on all fours and Gary behind me parting my buttocks, slamming the
full length of his cock up me, once I'd opened my eyes and looked
around once again, I could see three sets of people watching us from
across the way. Two pairs of lads, and a couple.
"People are watching us FUCK" I panted
"Let them" said Gary "It's all part of the fun..... in FACT"
He gently withdrew from me, took my hand (and my shoes) and led me out
on to the balcony.
There were spectacular views of the city, with all the lights reflecting
on the water, and spectacular views of two naked people on a balcony.
He got me to put my high heels on to even up our heights, and he bent
me over the cold aluminium rail, he slotted into me from behind again.
We could be seen from all sides if people happened to look across or up.
The couple who had been watching us had joined in, in that she was on
her knees BLOWING her guy as she watched us.
"Oh god you're beautifully tight standing up !" he moaned
I thought I was beautifully tight in ALL positions!
Looking down at the people below, sitting outside the bars, unaware that
people were fucking, in the open air, right above their heads, I had a
beautiful creamy orgasm, and closely followed by Gary firing his hot
load deep into my beautiful tight pussy.
Oh hang on a minute
How was it I could feel it?
Ah! No condom, that's how.
BASTARD, that's how.
INTERESTINGLY, on the following Monday when I was in the college common
room listening to Led Zeppelin, my GORGEOUS friend Rachel called me
out to talk to me in the grounds, in private, over a fag.
She confessed
"Yoo know that GARroY, that GORWJUSS GArroy?" she began
"Yes" I said "What about him?"
"Well on FROYDAY he sez to me he'Z got iz MAyT's flot for the weekend,
an will oi go up there Tew im"
"Oh yeah?"
"God, Eee waz on me loike a RASH, Lyn. Pulled orl me clOwths off an
FOOKED me on iz Balconnee. He fooked me THREE times an tew BLOW jobs
an all, he's really FOOKIN RANDOY!!! IT woz GRAyT!!"
GRAyT indeed ! So he'd allegedly come five times with Rachel the day
before then he had me, or came at least another five times!
Very impressive!!
Lyn xxx
`
This is the much requested Sequel to The Life Model, so read that first,
I really can't be arsed to recap.
I was 17 and a college student. I had a boyfriend Jonathan who had
claimed my virginity. After the events of The Life Model, I'd seen
Gary around the college a few times and he'd always smiled at me.
One Saturday night at the end of term there was a party at the home of
one of Gary's mates, whose parents were abroad, and Jonathan and I were
invited, as was of course Gary.
I arrived with Jonathan who swiftly got rather drunk, talking to his
rugby mates. I was usually quickly bored with the girls' conversation,
and this was no exception.
I went upstairs to see who was on the upper level (it was a huge house)
and I ran into Gary.
"Ah! Lyn!" he quipped "I didn't recognise you with your clothes on!"
Very witty
" I bet YOU wouldn't have the guts to do it!" I countered
"Well, you might be right there, you wouldn't want to see ME naked
anyway, WOULD you?" he grinned rather cheekily
This must have been the quickest chat up ever
I shrugged, and donned a wry smile, and said as casually as I could
"I wouldn't mind actually, just from an artistic point of view, you
understand"
Gary stepped into a large bedroom, it may well have been the master
bedroom, and the host's parents'
Intrigued, I followed.
"God this is rather nice! " I said
Gary, looked me straight in the eye and started unbuttoning his faded
denim shirt.
His chest was bare, I assume naturally so, and tightly muscled. His arms
were wiry and actually rather magnificent. My Jonathan was muscly but
bulky, as usual with Rugby players, Gary was a nice contrast.
He threw his shirt casually onto the bed, and , still looking me
steadily in the eye, started to undo his belt.
I gulped.
Was he REALLY going to stand there and strip for me?
He opened his jeans and slipped them down his long, ripped thighs, there
was a hell of a bulge in his tight underpants. His cock looked bigger
than when he got hard in the art class.
He stooped to pull his boots off, then pulled his jeans down and off,
and stood there in his tight black underwear (and socks).
He put his hands on his hips as if to say 'What do you think?'
"Go on" I said
He gripped the waistband of his pants
"These?"
I nodded.
He pulled them out at the waistband to get them over his proud cock.
It sprang out, fully erect, probably about seven inches, BONE hard, and
with a big knob on the end, and he was circumcised. Not many Brits are.
His big balls were pulled in tight to his body, and coated in quite
downy hair.
All in all, his 'tackle' was very very pleasing. It was so hard as I
looked at him, it was curving back in towards his navel.
I motioned he should turn around, give me a twirl as it were. He
rotated 180 degrees, to show me his arse. AND MY GOD WHAT AN ARSE,
pert, curvy, muscled and hard, peachy smooth skin, taut buttocks, all
in all a PEACH, which badly needed a good spanking for being such a
show off.
"What do you THINK?" he asked , smiling contentedly.
I didn't answer, I just started to undress.
I'd got a dress on, which in those days was dressed up, I was a Levi
501s postergirl.
I unzipped my sheath dress and laid it carefully on a chair.
Sexy bra and little panties (g strings were only for strippers and
hookers back then) and sheer black silk stockings and suspenders
completed the rig out.
"Cor" observed Gary
"You like?" I smiled, and I dropped to my knees in front of his erect
cock, taking the head between my lips immediately.
He groaned and stroked my hair.
"Oh Christ, Lyn!" he moaned and I felt his balls contract even more
Both of us barely moved but I felt him tense, and heard him curse as he
immediately came in my mouth.
I swallowed him, a rarity back in those days.
"GARY! Fucking HELL! Premature EJACULATION or WHAT?" I giggled
"Don't tell anyone" he panicked
"I wasn't planning on it" I assured him " My boyfriend is downstairs"
"How long have we got?" he asked
"We've got until someone comes banging on the door " I said
"Take your knickers off and lie on the bed, I'll go down on you"
They were off before he got to "lie"
Gary lovingly parted my stockinged thighs, stroking the silkiness of the
hosiery, and the creamy thighs above.
"Christ that's the most beatiful pussy I've ever seen" he whispered as
ge got up close and personal.
He artfully took his time before he actually tongued my clit. By the
time he did he was having to get his arms round my thighs and hold me
down.
"Umf" I moaned and freed my little titties from the bra so I could
squeeze and pleasure them as he tongued me.
Gary slipped a finger inside my pussy and another up my bum. He was
attacking me from all sides.
"Oh GOD" I moaned rather too loudly
At least Jonathan had the good grace to warn of his approach
"LYN IS THAT YOU?"
I have never seen ANYONE move so fast in my life, talk about reactions.
Gary jumped off me, shoved all his clothing under the bed, and
disappeared to the darkened ensuite in about a tenth of a second.
Jonathan blustered in to find me lying on a magnificent bed,
masturbating
He was quite impressed
He slammed the door behind him and had the sense to lock it, which we
hadn't.
I gave some explanation about exploring and thinking what a fabulous bed
for sex and as there was only me there, I was having a frig.
Now there were two of us, Jonathan pulled his clothes off and climbed
onto me
I swore I could hear Gary giggling in the en suite as Jonathan
penetrated me in one swift practised movement, whilst swearing his
undying love for me.
His great cock was pushing my pussy lips apart, pounding my aroused
clitoris, he leant in to suck and bite my little titties just as I like
it. His muscular buttocks pounded it home,
"Fuck me, FUCK me" I groaned in his ear as I bit it, clawing at his
broad back
'Hmmmm' I thought, 'I actually think I like Jon better!' but I liked
the Idea of Gary watching me getting fucked and being jealous.
As I said earlier Jonathan had had a few to drink, and as it is with
alcohol, he took rather a time to come, probably twenty five minutes or
so, groaning loudly as he pumped his sperm deep into me.
My pussy clamped so tight onto him he moaned in discomfort.
Finally he climbed off me and we hurriedly dressed and left
The following week there was a note pushed into my locker, from Gary,
asking me to meet him at a flat in Birmingham, on the Saturday
afternoon, and it gave the address.
Jonathan was always at the football on Saturday afternoons and this
particular Saturday it was away up North somewhere. He'd have no
interest what I was up to.
I didn't respond, I spent the week considering whether to turn up or
not.
Friday night I was alone in bed and very horny, masturbating a lot. All
my fantasies were about Gary, or about three in a bed with Jonathan.
By dawn I had resolved to go to Gary.
I got the bus into Birmingham, it took forever, and I walked to the
address given, and Gary buzzed me in.
It was a fantastic flat with fabulous views of the city as the sun went
down.
Gary didn't say much, he poured me a glass of wine which I guzzled.
He came up up behind me and nuzzled my neck. It was electric I have to
say.
The atmosphere was throughly charged.
He reached round and cupped my little breasts. He hadn't even kissed me
yet.
I turned to face him and initiated the kiss, our tongues battled.
He reached down between my legs and cupped my mound through my tight
threadbare jeans.
I groaned against his neck.
He reached round and squeezed my arse, putting his thigh between my
thighs for me to grind against.
My groin was hyper charged from my hard little clitoris bedded in it's
wet folds, ready for sex constantly for the last ten hours.
I reached between us and grabbed his balls, he grunted into my open
mouth.
He pushed down on my shoulder. I knelt, as bidden, and opened his tight
jeans.
His cock was just as magnificent as before, but his balls were just a
little more relaxed. I fancied I could smell that he'd alreay come, but
showered afterwards. I think I was right.
Once more I took him just inside my mouth for one of the "Lyn licky
jobs" I used to do back then.
His hand grasped my hair for him to fuck my mouth, but grabbing his
balls I took control and he was dissuaded.
I took my time in pleasuring the head of his cock with my tongue and
lips, seeking out all the most sensitive places.
He put his head back and moaned
'Don't fucking COME ' I thought
I needn't have worried
"Enough" he cried and pulled me up from my knees where he promptly
stripped me naked in the middle of this lounge which I felt was
visible from all over the city centre.
The lights were coming up in neighbouring buildings.
My underwear on this Saturday evening was not what it had been at the
party, that was my very best clobber, but it was pretty nice, now it
was all over the floor.
Gary pulled the rest of his clothes off, and took me to the couch in the
centre of the large lounge.
"Are we not going to bed?" I asked
"Not allowed to fuck in the bed" he told me, "- condition of borrowing
the place".
"Doesn't that rather defeat the object?" I replied
He didnt seem to agree, there was a host of different components to the
sofa system, each offering the possibility of a variety of sexual
positions.
He got me onto his lap to start with.
I insisted on a condom which he refused at first saying it ruined the
feeling etc, yeah It does but I want to remain alive and healthy, and
he was a tart.
(I know YOU are, but what am I?)
After I went to pick my clothes up an leave , he went off to get condoms
from somewhere.
I sat on the sofa, gently masturbating, when he came back.
He slipped his condom on and moved up between my thighs, walking on his
knees.
"You ready?" he whispered
I shook my head and opened my legs
"Lick me"
He licked
Once again he was phenomenally good, a benchmark for all s*******n year
old pussy eaters, beyond that age he would be classified "competent"
For a man.
"Baby " I moaned, once again playing delightedly with my little titties
and their hard nipples.
Once again he slipped a finger inside my tight little cunt, massaging my
G spot, and my bottom.
It was heaven.
Again he had to hold me down as I came wetly all over the lower part of
his face.
"mmmMMMMMMMMMmmmmm" I moaned
Then I had him laid on the sofa and crawled up him to suck his cock
again.
He lay and watched me and reached out for my tits.
I took him halfway to paradise before crawling up him and positioning my
pussy over his cock.
"Condom?!" I demanded
He reached into his discarded jeans and grabbed a durex, unwrapped and
fitted it on.
I wasted no time on IMPALING myself on it.
Right up to his fucking balls in me.
His big knob wreaking havoc deep in my tight cunt.
Thrust
Oh
Squelch
Pant
Ow
His wet finger in my arse
Grabbing my little tits
Biting them
Me slamming my arse down in response
Fucking
Fucking
Fucking
Grunting
Rutting
Panting
Sweating
Collapsing
Coming
I came hard, clamping his cock almost painfully with my young pussy
muscles
He grunted as he struggled to hold onto his load.
I deftly jumped off him and pulled the condom off with a snap.
I got up close and wanked him off into my mouth coating my lips with his
hot sperm and smiling up at him.
When the heat of the moment had passed I looked around us. The windows
of the apartment were from floor to ceiling. I could see people in
the apartments across the other side of the canals.
So they could see me. Surely.
Once he'd recovered and we'd had a drink we got back on the couch, with
me on all fours and Gary behind me parting my buttocks, slamming the
full length of his cock up me, once I'd opened my eyes and looked
around once again, I could see three sets of people watching us from
across the way. Two pairs of lads, and a couple.
"People are watching us FUCK" I panted
"Let them" said Gary "It's all part of the fun..... in FACT"
He gently withdrew from me, took my hand (and my shoes) and led me out
on to the balcony.
There were spectacular views of the city, with all the lights reflecting
on the water, and spectacular views of two naked people on a balcony.
He got me to put my high heels on to even up our heights, and he bent
me over the cold aluminium rail, he slotted into me from behind again.
We could be seen from all sides if people happened to look across or up.
The couple who had been watching us had joined in, in that she was on
her knees BLOWING her guy as she watched us.
"Oh god you're beautifully tight standing up !" he moaned
I thought I was beautifully tight in ALL positions!
Looking down at the people below, sitting outside the bars, unaware that
people were fucking, in the open air, right above their heads, I had a
beautiful creamy orgasm, and closely followed by Gary firing his hot
load deep into my beautiful tight pussy.
Oh hang on a minute
How was it I could feel it?
Ah! No condom, that's how.
BASTARD, that's how.
INTERESTINGLY, on the following Monday when I was in the college common
room listening to Led Zeppelin, my GORGEOUS friend Rachel called me
out to talk to me in the grounds, in private, over a fag.
She confessed
"Yoo know that GARroY, that GORWJUSS GArroy?" she began
"Yes" I said "What about him?"
"Well on FROYDAY he sez to me he'Z got iz MAyT's flot for the weekend,
an will oi go up there Tew im"
"Oh yeah?"
"God, Eee waz on me loike a RASH, Lyn. Pulled orl me clOwths off an
FOOKED me on iz Balconnee. He fooked me THREE times an tew BLOW jobs
an all, he's really FOOKIN RANDOY!!! IT woz GRAyT!!"
GRAyT indeed ! So he'd allegedly come five times with Rachel the day
before then he had me, or came at least another five times!
Very impressive!!
Lyn xxx
`
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