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ADJUSTING HIS VOICE EPISODE 2 CHAPTER 7 He arrived as instructed at nine o'clock sharp at Jennifer van Bos' house, dressed in his street Mina's clothes, the same ones he was wearing when he was interviewed by her last week. Jennifer van Bos herself let him in. "Hi Mina, do come in", she said in a friendly but hasty manner, "I am afraid I am running a bit late and I have to rush. Juanita is upstairs; she just started sorting my bedroom. You can go and change to your uniform in the little room by the kitchen and then you can help yourself to some coffee. Juanita will be with you in a few minutes. She is going to tell you what to do, I explained everything to her." He mastered his best female voice and managed to say a "Thank you Miss van Bos, thank you for all your assistance." But by the time he finished his sentence Jennifer van Bos was already gone to another room waving with her hand some sort of 'don't mention it' answer. He did as was told; changed to his plain uniform, baby blue polycotton dress, half white apron and canvas white shoes, the picture of domesticity. He helped himself to some coffee and now he was waiting for Juanita to appear. He heard Jennifer van Bos saying goodbye to Juanita who must have been coming down the stairs. He clearly heard her adding, "And make sure that Mina is working properly next to you, she is here to learn. Bye for now." Juanita came in to the kitchen seconds later dressed very simply in a cool cotton sleeveless dress and flip flops clearly trying to cope with a rather warm day. She had a sweet cheeky face. Miss van Bos was right; she looked several years younger than her late forties. She smiled at Simon and said very casually in rather accented English, "Hi Mina, Miss Jennifer fully briefed me about you. I see you got some coffee, I might have a cup with you before I put you to work." Her casual and warm welcome put Simon at ease. His first impressions of Juanita were positive. He liked the fact that she reacted to him very naturally as it was the most common thing in the world to face a man in a maid's uniform. She invited him to sit around the kitchen table and she joined him with a cup of coffee and some cookies she produced from a cupboard. "So Mina, Miss Jennifer tells me that you like to clean and you want to become a competent domestic worker." Juanita said after a sip of her coffee, "please help yourself to a cookie, I baked them last Friday. Do you like to cook as well?" Simon very conscious of his voice and trying to be as natural as possible said, "I really appreciate what you do for me Juanita, it means a lot to me, I never worked together with another person as a cleaner and I do need this interaction. And to answer your question, yes I love to cook; in fact I cook all the meals at home for my Mistress." "Yes, Miss Jennifer mentioned that, she also said that you will soon be working as a part time cleaner at the office building where your Mistress works. Is that the case?" "Indeed it is," answered Simon feeling more and more comfortable chatting with Juanita. "She is organizing it all; she is the head of personnel in her company.' "My, my, you seem to be well connected,' Juanita said a mock admiration in her voice. Clearly she didn't know the whole story. She simply assumed that Simon was Miss Morgan's cross dressed domestic who is assisted by her boss to get a second job Simon decided to reveal a bit more and added, "To be frank with you Juanita I became a domestic only recently on my own will. Before that I was working as an economist in the firm my employer is working as head of the Human Resources Department. We met there and became partners, I moved in with her and with her encouragement I became gradually her maid. You see, I have this need to cross dress and serve, it is so strong that tendency." I stopped abruptly; I was using Juanita as my shrink, that wasn't right. So I added hastily, "I am sorry Juanita I shouldn't bother you with my inner issues, I am here to learn from you the practical aspects of housework and how to interact with people as a cleaner." Juanita looked at Simon in a shrewd and inquisitive manner as if she just saw a ghost and shaking her head said emphatically, "Now I understand, it all makes sense Mina dear. How old are you by the way?" Simon was a bit surprised by what Juanita just said but Miss van Bos had warned him that she was going to ask his age so he answered without thinking, ?I?ll be 40 very shortly, in the beginning of summer.? ?Yes,? Juanita added triumphantly, ?You are the right age for that; I think you are an ?instrument? some other entity is residing with you at the moment!? This time Simon was really taken aback. Is this woman a bit nutty? What on earth she meant by him being an ?instrument?. He was about to ask her but Juanita looked at the kitchen clock above the huge refrigerator. ?I know Mina, you are wondering what this is all about but we should get on with our work, it is a lot to be done.? She stood up carrying her coffee mug to the sink and Simon followed her. She turned to him and added, ?But I promise I?ll tell you all about it during our lunch break. Now let?s do some cleaning.? Simon?s first cleaning assignment was the kitchen which was quite messy. Juanita explained that Miss Jennifer had a guest during the weekend and they used the house mercilessly. Of course they used the kitchen to cook and then abandoned most of the pots and pans unwashed clearly leaving it for the ?help? on Monday. As she was going upstairs to continue sorting the bedrooms Juanita turned to Simon and said, ?You are going to do a messy job here, better protect your pristine white apron with a real working one; you will find one hanging inside the pantry.? Simon was so conditioned to obey to orders that he nearly answered with a ?Yes Ma?am? but he remembered the last second that Juanita was a fellow cleaner and simply said, ?Thanks Juanita, I can use a proper apron to wash up, there is some delicate china here that I wouldn?t risk putting it in the dish washer.? ?Good girl? Juanita said as she departed, ?I like the fact that you are observant, this is a good sign for a competent domestic worker.? He was quite ecstatic when he started working in the kitchen. For the first time he was cleaning in another house outside his familiar environment. He was really and truly the ?help? here and he was savoring that feeling. He covered himself with a big working apron with a large bib and straps crossing in the back and fastening with buttons at the apron strings. He secretly went and looked at himself in the mirror by the entrance. What a sight. A true female cleaner was looking back at him. At this moment his cell phone started ringing. He was carrying it in his uniform dress pocket so he picked instantly. He heard Anne?s familiar voice at the other end, ?Hello, is that Mina?? He smiled and using his best female voice answered, ?Yes, Miss Morgan it is Mina speaking.? ?Your voice is getting better by the minute dear. How to you like being a maid outside your familiar grounds?? Anne asked with a chuckle in her voice. ?I love it Miss,? Simon said realizing how much more naturally now he could face Anne as his employer rather than partner. ?I started by sorting the kitchen out, Miss Jennifer had a guest staying during the weekend and the whole house needs extra attention.? ?And how do you find Juanita, is she helpful enough and understanding?? Anne asked a clear interest in her voice. Simon chuckled and said lowering his voice, ?I quite like her Miss but I think she is a bit odd, she said to me before that I might be an ?instrument?, whatever that means, and that she will explain it all when we have our lunch break.? ?That sounds interesting, you intrigued me now and you will explain everything tonight during dinner which hopefully you will be able to cook on time.? Anne answered clearly hinting that Mina shouldn?t forget her primary duties as her maid. Simon said eagerly, ?of course Miss, I plan to finish here at 4.00pm, rush for some shopping and then home to start dinner.? ?Guess what,? Anne said as if she hasn?t heard what Simon just mentioned, she was in a teasing mode again and her domineering genes were kicking on, ?I see one of our cleaners coming towards my office pushing her cart. She looks rather drab in her uniform, the olive green dress with the checked collar and the matching checked tabard both slightly discolored from the use of bleach and other cleaning chemicals. Soon you will be one of those cleaners. In fact I think I might assign you to clean my office and come and empty my waste basket and clean wipe my desk. Would you like that Mina dear?? Now her voice had a more sarcastic tone. Simon was all excited now, the moment Anne was becoming bossier his submissive side was resurfacing more strongly. And this was one of those moments. He pretended to be worried about the prospect but deep down he liked the idea of being the cleaner in his partner/employer?s office. He answered in a rather quivering and more masculine sounded voice, ?I would be worried in case someone could recognize me. Your secretary knew me as Simon fairly well and a couple of others working in your department. I used to visit quite often when we started to see each other.? ?Nonsense!? Anne answered in an annoyed manner, ?who is going to pay attention to a cleaner pushing her cart. You told me once that cleaners are invincible to other employees and this is one of the aspects you would love in the job. And mind your voice Mina; this is the only factor that could betray you.? She stopped briefly and added, ?I better go, my secretary is signaling at me I have to go to a meeting. Bye for now and make sure you do a good job at Jennifer?s house, I?ll get a full report from her.? And she ended the call before Simon had the chance to say good bye. CHAPTER 8 ?You did a great job in the kitchen Mina; I can see that you are a natural. Your Mistress is a very lucky lady.? ?And I am lucky having her as my employer, she is so very understanding to my rather unconventional attitude to life.? Simon said remembering to keep his voice to his new feminine pitch. They were having their lunch break sitting around the kitchen table devouring sandwiches, kindly prepared by Juanita. ?Are you at all religious Mina?? Juanita asked abruptly taking Simon by surprise. ?I am not certain how to answer that Juanita,? he said cautiously. What the hell is she trying to prove this lady he thought and then continued, ?I?ll give you the easiest answer, I am not a practicing Christian if you ask me that, but I do believe in a ?higher existence? if you can call God that and I do like astrology.? ?Do you believe in reincarnation?? Juanita pressed him with another unusual question. This lady is quite something Simon thought again and he simply said, ?I am not certain how to answer that. I know that Indians are strong at that. Do you have it in Philippines as well? Simon answered cleverly with another question. ?Don?t you understand Mina?? Juanita said in a rather strong manner, ?This is what is happening to you at the moment. A woman moved in with you. Her spirit is with you pushing you to act more and more as a female though you are genetically a male. This woman was most probably a servant in her life and this is what is happening to you now, you strongly feel that you are a female servant and you take that role very seriously. You are ?an instrument? of that woman; she is expressing herself through you.? Simon looked at her completely aghast. This is what she meant by ?instrument?? She said something that sounded totally mad and yet it made sense to him. He always was wondering what is the driving force for his peculiar idiosyncrasy and Juanita just gave him a possible answer! He was a pragmatic person and not fond of ?conspiracy theories? so to speak, but this gave him an excuse to feel freer in his submissive servant?s role in front of Juanita; she could and would understand Mina?s attitude completely. Juanita didn?t expect an answer from him because she continued talking in a more excited manner, ?So Mina don?t even try to fight your female ?alter ego? let her be inside you. She is here to stay and you have to embrace her, be her, and think like her. Put your male persona away and let Mina take over completely, then you will feel much more natural in her shoes.? ?Wow!? Simon said, ?You developed quite a theory here Juanita and the funny thing is that it appears quite plausible to me.? Juanita smiled at him, ?I am glad you comprehend my theory Mina. Believe me you will feel much better the moment you start thinking and I mean it, thinking, as Mina, thinking as a she rather than a he. Then you will be as real as possible and not some sort of impersonator.? Mina felt at that moment that Juanita used a magic wand that sent Simon away and couldn?t help asking, ?I hope you don?t mind me asking you a personal question but you seem quite informed in certain religious or even supernatural matters as if you studied them profoundly, how is that?? ?You mean how a lowly servant like me can be so well informed?? Juanita asked with sarcasm in her voice and continued, ?It is very simple really, I studied to be a high school teacher in my country and I specialized in religious psychology. But conditions of life in my country twenty years ago were forbidding for lots of young people especially women and so I migrated like so many others did in my country and I ended up a maid and cleaner in this country. But I never lost my interest in religious psychology and I still read a lot on those matters.? She stopped to look at Mina for moment and added in a slightly conspiratorial tone of voice, ?I must tell you though that I keep to myself on those matters and I never talk about all that with my various employers. In their eyes I am just a domestic and nothing more. I am certain though that Miss van Bos who is a perceptive lady ?feels? things about me and that?s the reason that she brought you here. She believes that I would be a positive influence for you in your Mina role, in fact she told me that much?. ?Yes, she mentioned that to my Mistress when we met in her office last week, she said that you are a very independent person and you don?t like to wear a uniform. That tells me a lot about you.? Mina said a cunning smile in her face. ?It is true,? Juanita conceded, ?a maid?s uniform is not my preferred dressing option. I rather wear comfortable clothes to do my cleaning and other chores and in the rare occasions I have to be in a uniform to serve at dinner parties my employer organizes, thank God not that often, I feel quite unhappy. No, I am not a servant at heart like you are, I think I belong to the other side of the fence but the reality of life made me what I am today.? She stopped and looked at Mina who seemed to be quite focused on what Juanita was saying and added, ?Mind you, I am doing my job very diligently and I am proud when I finish a task however demeaning appears to be. I am a perfectionist in that sense.? She looked at her watch and signaled to Mina to stand up. ?Come girl, we still have a lot of work to do and you have to depart earlier than me so let?s get going.? Mina was standing before Juanita had the chance to finish her sentence. She was eager to continue and the encounter with Juanita was proving to be quite exciting in a most unusual manner. CHAPTER 9 That evening Mina received an unexpected present from Miss Morgan. She received a pair of moderately high heel shoes, nothing fancy just a very workable pair of shoes that she could use when in uniform. ?I simply followed Juanita?s suggestion conveyed to me by Miss van Bos. She called me to announce happily that Juanita was very impressed by you. She thought though that a pair of medium high heels would improve your whole movement and demeanor as a maid and push you to act and look more feminine,? Anne Morgan said to Mina when she arrived from work and added mischievously, ?Run along and put them on girl and then do fetch me a glass of white wine, I am dying for a drink.? Mina reappeared a few minutes later with her new shoes on, carrying a silver tray with a glass of chardonnay. Juanita was right. She instantly felt the difference in her movements. She started walking in shorter steps and felt the need to wiggle her hips more. Miss Anne noticed the difference and smiled happily to Mina, ?You have to tell me everything about Juanita, she seems quite a character; you spent a few hours with her and you already look like a different person to me, like she casted a spell on you with her magic wand,? she said after a sip of her wine. ?You could certainly say that Miss; about the spell I mean,? Mina answered eagerly and continued slightly blushing not knowing how Miss Morgan would react to all that metaphysical approach of her condition, ?She claims that I am the instrument of an unknown woman servant who penetrated my body and gradually takes over.? Anne looked puzzled and amazed, ?Wow!? she exclaimed, ?what an interesting approach to your strong attitude towards domestication and subjugation. I am not a great fan of metaphysical theories but in your case I am inclined to consider a certain truth even as farfetched as that.? ?I am so glad you don?t dismiss the whole thing as totally ridiculous Miss,? Mina said somehow relieved now, ?I am in a constant mental arousal ever since Juanita introduced that theory to me.? Anne interrupted her with a gesture, ?You better go and finish dinner dear, I am famished and we can discuss all that during dinner. You can tell me everything that happened today in Miss van Bos? house.? ?Of course Miss,? Mina said and departed with a slight bob. Anne smiled again when she saw Mina going wiggling her hips in a most prominent manner, the large symmetrical bow of her apron moving along with her. Mina served dinner and she was invited to sit down and eat with Miss Morgan. Anne asked lots of questions and Mina gave her a detailed account of her activities at Miss van Bos? house and how she interacted with Juanita. Mina?s voice was steadily more female sounding now in a rather husky way and at one point Anne burst into a quick laugh. ?What?? Mina asked somehow impertinently forgetting her place. Anne didn?t seem to mind but said in a half laughing mode, ?You know Mina I just realized that your new husky voice except that it sounds like an ex smoker?s voice it reminds me of a jazz singer I love, Nina Simone. And what you are called? Mina Simon. Isn?t that funny?? It wasn?t that funny for Mina but she nodded with a broad smile, ?Indeed, Miss it is a coincidence and Nina Simone is one of my favorite singers as well; but don?t forget that my sister?s name is Nina as well.? ?You know,? Anne continued as if she hasn?t heard Mina?s answer, ?I think that this is going to be your new name when I register you to work as a cleaner for the Firm, you will be called Mina Simony, it sounds a bit exotic but it will do. What do you think dear?? ?I think I like it,? Mina said though she was not certain that she wanted her old masculine name to accompany her in her new persona, but she wasn?t going to argue that with her employer. ?In fact seeing you how you interacted today and after I heard you describing so eloquently your encounter with Juanita I think that you will be ready earlier than I thought to appear in public as Mina,? Anne said emphatically ignoring once more Mina?s short answer, ?So I?ll start tomorrow your paper work, I?ll ask my secretary to start certain procedures before you come for an interview with the head of the cleaning department.? This time Mina got worried; Miss Morgan was deciding for her very rapidly without any interacting so she decided to speak in a louder manner, ?But Miss I still feel that I need some sessions with Juanita, she is very helpful and she will be able to boost my confidence, I don?t want to rush things.? Anne, used to be obeyed, was a bit startled and looked at Mina in an intense manner. ?Obviously is not going to happen tomorrow and I am aware how much you need your interaction with Juanita so don?t worry, I know what is best for my maid.? ?I am sorry Miss for being impertinent, of course you know what is best for me, after all you deal with those matters all the time,? Mina said apologetically and added somehow mischievously, ?I must admit that I am not a match either for you or Miss van Bos or even Juanita for that matter. I feel that you are all somehow my tutors, you Miss the pragmatic one, Miss van Bos the scientist/doctor an Juanita the one with the supernatural tendencies, what can I say.? Anne gave an affectionate smile to Mina. ?I am glad we established the correct pecking order here,? she said in a humorous way, and then in her firmer tone, ?I think we finished here, you can clean the table now. I am going to the study I have to catch up with my e-mails. After you finish the washing up you can bring me a cup of tea.? Mina was already standing. She smoothed her apron saying at the same time, ?Of course Miss.? She knew too well that she was dismissed for the time being. CHAPTER 10 ?You are going to do all the cleaning today Mina, start from the verandahs they need a good wash and then clean all the windows before you come inside to continue with the regular housework, you know very well what has to be done,? Juanita said to Mina that Monday morning, a month after their first encounter in Miss van Bos? house. Their relation has changed considerably since they first met a month ago. Now Juanita was more of a supervisor and instructor to Mina?s work than a fellow worker. And Mina was inclined to see her as such. So she answered automatically, ?Yes Ma?am,? as if Juanita was her employer. And in so many ways she was. Mina barely was in any contact with Miss van Bos, just a quick hello in the morning before her always hasty departure for work. So Juanita became her real ?Bos? in the house as she liked to think in a humorous way. ?I am off for some shopping and then I?ll do a major cooking; I am going to cook a full Filipino meal for Miss van Bos and her guests. I gather that your employer Miss Morgan is one of them, but I never met the two other lady guests, but Miss Jennifer told me they are her colleagues from work. You must be excited that you are going to do the serving tonight. I hope you remembered to bring your formal black and white uniform.? Juanita added with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. And it was true; Mina was really excited in a rather confused way though. Another step down the social ladder and another experience in her new role as a full time domestic. She was going to serve at a formal dinner party! Juanita has promised to help her set the table properly and advice her how to do the actual serving. She said to Juanita as she was getting ready to go out, ?It is true Juanita I am excited but I am very worried also, I never have done that before and I rely on you to give me some proper coaching before you go this evening, you promised to do that for me, remember?? ?Of course I?ll help you girl, but I am not worried about you, you are such a natural as a maid and such a fast learner that I am certain you will do just fine.? Juanita said with a smirk and then added in a mischievous way, ?I am glad though I won?t be doing the serving in a black and white uniform, this is not for me dear, not any more. I love cooking but I hate doing the serving always with a false smile and a ?yes Sir, ?thank you Ma?am? voice. I rather leave to you that pleasure.? She looked at the kitchen clock and said, ?Come on girl, don?t dawdle anymore you have a lot to do today and I want you to be able to help me with the washing up in the kitchen as I proceed with the cooking, lots of pots and pans to be scrubbed.? ?Yes, Ma?am,? Mina said nearly curtseying to Juanita who saw that movement and gave her a sweet smile. ?I better go Mina, be back in an hour and you better have the coffee pot on with some fresh coffee, we can have a quick break together before I start the cooking.? Juanita was back within the hour and Mina rushed to help her with the shopping bags. She noticed immediately that Mina was heavily perspiring, her uniform dress had strong perspiration marks and her half white apron was slightly soiled from mud. Scrubbing verandahs under a hot sun and cleaning windows was not exactly an easy job in a hot summer day. And Mina?s sight was not exactly the sight of a neat and dapper domestic. ?Have you ever though of wearing a duster dress on a hot day like today when you do your housework?? She asked Mina with a genuine interest in her voice?? Mina looked puzzled, ?What is a duster dress Juanita? Has something to do with dusting and housework?? Juanita laughed and answered, ?Certainly not silly girl; it simply is a comfortable loose dress like the ones I wear around the house when I am not in shorts. I think you call it a sun dress here.? ?Of course, I know what you mean,? Mina answered excitedly, ?I love those dresses, they come in lovely printed patterns and are very comfortable to wear, and I see what you mean about being a cooler option in days like this, I certainly feel hot today in my polycoton uniform dress, the material is quite thick.? She stopped for a moment and then added, ?But I have t ask permission from my employer, I can?t take that decision on my own.? Juanita laughed again, ?Don?t be silly Mina, ?Most of the time our employers are away when we do most of our menial tasks. You can be properly uniformed when you expect your employer back. As you know Miss Jennifer is quite comfortable with what I wear, but I am not certain what your employer Miss Morgan would think. You can bring it up with her at one point.? She stopped to have a sip of her freshly brewed coffee that in the meantime served in a cup and added, ?And of course I can assure you that being in a duster dress and apron you certainly couldn?t be mistaken for the lady of the house, you would still be the help.? ?I see what you mean,? Mina said still very excited about the prospect, ?I?ll certainly ask Miss Morgan.? ?Would you like to wear one now?? Juanita asked a conspirator?s smile in her face. ?Do you have one?? Mina asked her eyes bright with expectation. ?Of course I do, I bought one the other day, having you in mind, I could foresee this hot weather coming,? Juanita said and disappeared for a second to the laundry room next to the kitchen. She was back in a minute carrying a plastic bag. She offered it to Mina, ?Take it girl, go and change this minute, I want to see how it looks on you.? Mina took it, barely able to hide her excitement and headed straight for the laundry room. She emerged a few minutes later her face beaming, wearing a very nicely patterned cotton dress, two large straps holding it on her shoulders and two pretty wide pockets adorning the front of it. The dress was modestly long just a couple of inches below the knee. She looked good in it. She redid her hair pushing her ponytail higher and added a fresh touch of lipstick. ?What do you think Juanita?? She simply asked. Juanita looked carefully and finally said with a smile, ?You look good in it Mina, It suits you, I can see you are going to become a devotee of those dresses like all true Filipinas. I think after all that the female servant that resides inside you is a Filipina. That?s why you started to learn Tagalog so easily. Remember what you are called in Tagalog?? Mina still beaming answered happily, ?I am a mutsatsa Ma?am and salamat for the house dress.? Her accent became heavier as she used those Tagalog words for ?housemaid? and ?thank you?. ?You are a good mutsatsa!? Juanita said happily and added, ?Don?t thank me about the dress; it?s thank you present for all the help you offered to me in this house.? She looked at the kitchen clock and said, ?Chop, chop girl, we are a bit behind schedule, put your epron on and continue your chores. I am going to start the cooking and I?ll call you when I need you.? ?Yes Ma?am,? Mina said still looking at her duster dress in adoration and noting that Juanita used the Tagalog word for apron, so similar to English this one. To be continued?

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Before starting, it is necessary to tell few words about me and my family. I am Hriday Joshi, aged 26 years from Vadodara. My father is a businessman having whole sale and retain cloth shop at God dhod Road Surat. We stay at far off locality from Surat Called Olpad. My father gets clothes from manufacturers and sells at his show room. I am 19 years old and is studying in MS University in first year of engineering and staying in a hostel. In fact, I am son of my father’s second wife. My father...

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Me And My Sexy Bhabhis

Hi folks, I am Rajiv, 24 yrs aged and I live in Tamil Nadu. I would like to share my great sexperience with my brothers’ wife. I have two elder brothers and both are married. My elder Bhabhi is Punya, she is 26 yrs old and have two girl kids. Punya bhabhi is fair, cute and bubbly with coconut boobs and round ass. My younger bhabhi is Seema, same age as mine. She is slim, fair but has a good body shape. She has a baby boy. Both my brothers are outside the country. So in my home my bhabhis with...

Incest
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Bhabhis X Boyfriend Help Me Fuck

Hi Iss friends this is Sandeep. I am 20 years of age and I stay in Hyderabad. This story of mine is all about how I fucked my bhabhi. Friends my bhabhi is too hot and white in complexion. Her actual name is Pooja. She married my cousin brother 1 year back. My cousin brother and Pooja bhabhi stayed in Bangalore. They are staying in a rented flat. My brother works in a software company. He goes to job at 8 am in the morning and returns back at 9 in the evening. Now at present I am staying in...

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Two New Voicemails

“Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?” --Jack Nicholson, Batman, 1989 Jenny had been browsing Craigslist for nearly an hour. She stood 5’8, and with a proportionate body frame and features, including a set of 36C breasts which she had been told were to die for, she considered herself a truly sexual being, if not damn near close to being a full blown nymphomaniac. Her boyfriend Frank was going to be getting out of today, and she hoped to surprise him with something...

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The hissy fit

M. Thinks I went a bit too far with this one and he would never ever treat me like this. Challenge accepted I say. He clearly doesn’t know what he got himself into when he chatted me up a few months back. I was at Tesco browsing the chilled aisle for some chicken fillet for dinner, when he called me. 'Are you done having your hissy fit?' he set off. 'What? I am not having a hissy fit. I can't believe you just said that.' I should have known, he was just teasing me with pesky little comments...

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With My Bhabhis While My Wife Was Pregnant

Hi all, this is ilrumjack here again. This is an episode that happened with two of my bhabhi’s while my wife was pregnant with my first child. As is the practice, we were having a baby shower function on the seventh month of my wife’s pregnancy. We were having the child after 4 years of my marriage. The function was being held at my parent’s place as the whole thing was being organized by my mom. Since both, I and my wife were working we had taken a day off for this function. Being a...

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I Masochist

1I Masochist - Chapter One - Performance ArtBy The TechnicianBDSM, Public Bondage, Electro-sex, Public Orgasm = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = A college professor presents a performance art production of "I, Masochist" with a little technical help from W.  Afterwards, the professor who referred the masochistic models to her asks her and W's help in recording the six young women's stories of how and why they are masochists.The eight chapters of this story each stand on their own, but...

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Tabloid Tales Memphis Interlude

Back when Paul1952 published "Sultan's Choice", I asked if I could set a story in the Tabloid Tales universe. He was kind enough to say yes. He was also kind enough to read this story before I posted it and correct some mistakes that I had made in my use of British terms. Thank you, Paul, for your time, your kindness, and your stories. Ellie Tabloid Tales: Memphis Interlude By Ellie Dauber Copyright 1999 The Wheatsheaf Pub -- Wapping London -- October '99 It was...

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Blacks Hispanics Fight Racism

My name is Arthur Brown. A tall, good-looking young Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. And I have an important message to share with you. In celebration of the race created to kick the collective ass of the universe, I give you the African-American National Anthem. We’re living in the best of times right now. The rest of America suffers but we secretly rejoice. We’re finally standing on our own two feet. And we’re prepared to battle any challenge the universe throws our way....

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Breast Milk Masochism

Nicolette Fuck Wheelbarrow’s breasts ached as she moved. That was alright, though. She liked that. Lifting her arms above her head with a sigh, she slowly moved her body into the next yoga pose. Bending her forward leg, she stretched the other out behind her, the motion naturally making her upper body curve to push out her sore, heavy chest. Both of her breasts lifted as she raised her arms, sending little sparkles of pain up her spine. Biting her lip, she forced herself to hold the pose,...

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Masochistic Me

Masochistic Me By Cal Y. Pygia Late in purchasing a home computer, I was late in surfing the 'net. However, when I first took to cyberspace, spending hours perusing porn, like any other red-blooded, all-American boy, I soon discovered spanking, both as it is represented in drawings and photographs, still and (in the form of video clips) moving. I also discovered Literotica, to which, by today's count, I have submitted (lovely word, that!) over 682 works,...

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Abhishek Fucking Neighbour Girl Neha And Her Mom Shweta 8211 Part 1

Hi, everyone! Abhishek here! I am a resident of north Bangalore in a posh society. I am 5’11” tall, athletic build and quite fair and I can speak quite well. I am a regular reader of ISS and I can’t tell you how amazing this particular experience has been. I finally decided to share my experience. This is the sex story of how my neighbor’s daughter caught my interest and how I ended up fucking her and then her mom separately. Neha is a sensual babe while her mother is a wild chick. This...

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Mr Whiskers Comes To Visit

It was during San Francisco's Summer of Love that he first showed up in our Backyard. (Don't you just hate it when you have an unannounced visitor?) Well, anyway, there we were having breakfast one Saturday morning—we looked out—and there he was! Since we had some eggs left over, my wife being the waste not - want not kind of girl decided we should see if he was hungry. "You know... He's kinda cute for such a little guy," she said. Those whiskers really make him look sort of...

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I Masochist 01 Performance Art

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...

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Thistle street middlesbrough escort

6 or maybe 7 years ago I was working 6 days a week, 12 hour shifts with only a Wednesday off. So no time for a girlfriend so I started seeing escorts again.At the time I was still old school and finding them in back of the sport newspaper in classifieds section, there used to be around 5 adverts for Middlesbrough in northeast section, there was one think it said something like mboro female 6 days then had home phone number and a mobile number. I phoned talked to a very nice sounding lady who...

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Memphis on the way

Saturday afternoon I had a very good fuck session with my beloved hubby.Later that night Victor drove me to the airport; I had to catch a flight to Memphis, on a very boring business trip. I felt really stupid when I took a challenge from my asshole Boss and accepted to make that trip…In the other hand, my good friends Sheila and Peter lived in Memphis; so it would be a nice chance to meet them after so many years.Sheila and Peter Anne sometimes had played around with me when they lived in...

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A masochist flasher gets lucky Part 1

A masochist flasher gets lucky Part 1 I am a flasher. I love being naked, wanking and spunking in front of women and young girls. I often go to parks and forests, strip naked and walk around wanking until come across women then I stand and come in front of them. I love all their reactions, some are shocked, cry out and run away, others laugh and watch, others get angry and insult me but they also stay to watch. I have often been attacked by women that I flash to, punched, kicked and slapped as...

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Breast Milk Masochism

Lifting her arms above her head with a sigh, she slowly moved her body into the next yoga pose. Bending her forward leg, she stretched the other out behind her, the motion naturally making her upper body curve to push out her sore, heavy chest. Both of her breasts lifted as she raised her arms, sending little sparkles of pain up her spine. Biting her lip, she forced herself to hold the pose, even though the damp spot on her yoga pants was already down to mid thigh. Ever since she had...

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Multiple Orgasms Multiple Histories Part 2

Emma was walking across the concourse of the Savoy hotel in Covent Garden. Her hips swayed and her head and hair followed them, but in a different direction. Her red heels clipped loudly on the chequered marble flooring. She walked between two gold-topped ornate pillars as she made her way to the lounge. She was so excited. The smile on her face was so broad it would have put Julia Robert’s smile from the film ‘Pretty Woman’ to shame.As she entered the plush lounge she looked around for her...

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Multiple Orgasms Multiple Histories Part 1

Emma grasped the cock that she had been encouraging for the last fifteen minutes and forced it upright. It was time to fuck it. She knew what she liked and the one she found before her, in the plush hotel room, attached to a hunk of a male prostitute, was just right.There would be no ‘too soft’, or ‘too hard’ stories to be told here. In fact, as far as Emma was concerned, too hard could never be considered as an issue, and she never experienced a too soft either, especially after she had...

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The Masochist

One day a man was walking around in a mall minding his own business. The man was horny, but he suppressed these emotions to fit in society, but he often wondered, what it be like if it was legal to touch a woman without her consent? What if he could just walk up to anyone he wanted, and feel her breasts, her ass, touch her pussy. What if the law even allowed you to escort her somewhere private and fuck her? These thoughts made him so horny his cock was hard and wanted to come out his pants,...

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Walking in Memphis sorry not to plagiarize Day o

Was at the USO in Memphis 1977- walked around downtown Memphis...saw a porn theatre, interesting posters so i went on in. with a few bucks of quarters went to the booths to see what the hoopla was all about. Watched a nice porn loop where Seka took two cocks, first DP i had ever seen. Made me so hot pulled out Mr Happy and starting to stroke. A finger appeared from a glory hole (another first) and didn't know how to act. The tongue pushed through it gave me an idea. so i offered my rock hard...

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memphis

The key arrived in the mail on Tuesday and now everyting was in place. The plan was to drive down to Memphis on Friday morning and arrive late Friday night. Marshal enjoyed long drives and he loved preparing for such trips as well. First the car had to be detailed. The a quick stop at Home Depot and the Lion's Den for the necessary supplies. He made a mental list...rope, plastic wire ties, plastic stretch wrap, lotions, and of course handcuffs.The 03 white Lexus was in near showroom condition...

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Gloryhole fun in Memphis

I was on vacation down south in Tennessee. I prefer to call it my "Black Cock Vacation". Though I was down there under the pretense of visiting the mountains, my ultimate goal was to get in a black part of town in Memphis and get abused by black cocks at the gloryholes.So I as I made my way back up from the Smokies, I was anticipating the hot times I was going to have. I was driving down the highway wearing an extremely short pair of daisy dukes. My hot fucking smooth legs were on total display...

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Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 342 The Angel Visits Memphis but not Graceland

Sunday, April 22, 2007 (Continued) I discussed my plans with the parents, especially Mom and Dad because they'd be taking the calls. Later that evening, I flew to Memphis, located a reporter typing up a story in his station's office. He was sitting within twenty four feet of the exterior wall, which made it even easier for me to type. During a pause in his typing, I machine-gunned, "Grab your phone, tape recorder and camera. Come to the roof for an interview you'll love." I repeated it...

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Animal Lust Case HistoriesChapter 3 Animalism In History

Sexual contact between men and animals is as old as history. Stone Age cave drawings depict a preoccupation with the creatures of that time and ancient Hindu temple paintings showing girls having intercourse with tigers, bulls and other animals make it clear that bestiality is not a modern perversion. The bible states that "he who lieth with a beast" has committed a grave sin and must be punished by being stoned to death. Not only is the man killed but the beast he had had sex relations...

4 years ago
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Losing Virginity To My Classmate Abhishek

ನಮಸ್ಕಾರ and hi to all ISS readers this is my first story ever in Indian sex stories please pardon me for any mistakes in the story and mail me my name is Shreya. I’m living and studying in Bangalore of karnataka.I’m 21 yrs of age . My body structure is 28 26 28 .My boobs are round shaped and 32d boobs .My pussy is pinky…. I think this is enough for my introduction.If you want more introduction mail me i’ll display at bottom of the story This happened 7 days ago so my pussy is in fresh...

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Confessions of a fetishist

Hello all. I would like to write something about myself and my thoughts as a fetishist.Somewhere, I read that fetishes are shaped in c***dhood and that's how it was in my case.It started in kindergarten. Then I started to pay more attention to the legs and shoes of my friends.Something fascinated me about it, later in primary school while playing with my friends I noticed that girls like to crush various toys like toy cars but also others. To make the boys angry. It was the first time it...

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THE FETISHIST AND THE SPINSTER 1962

THE FETISHIST AND THE SPINSTER "I could just beat him! I'd like to beat him within an inch of his life!" the big woman said. Bedelia, the lady bartender, listened with interest to this plight of her patron for she, like the men of her profession, was proficient at doling out sympathy and advice along with glasses of good cheer. This was a new customer, obviously not a regular habitue of bars. A tallish, largish woman, plain looking but with every potential for fixing herself up into an...

3 years ago
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I Fell In Love With A Foot Fetishist

When I first met the boy we will call Siggy (10 points for anyone who guesses why), I was not in the least bit attracted to him. I needed friends as I had just started an MFA program in a new city and knew no one. But I would never hook up with him, I told myself with conviction.For this reason, whenever I felt the mood of our hangout sessions changing from bromance to romance, I would use my foolproof mood-killing method of bringing up the topic of castration.“Did you know that Freud said that...

2 years ago
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Beauty and the Fetishist

Beauty and the Fetishist Belladonna "So, what do you think he's going to do when he walks in?" Lily asked the girls standing around the receptionist's desk. "He's going to flip," the receptionist replied. "I bet he does a double take," Jocelyn added while nodding at Claire's comment. "Any thoughts?" Lily asked Freddie, the oldest woman in the group. "I think he's going to know we're screwing with him!" "No doubt," Lily seconded Freddie's answer with a laugh. "Oh,...

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3 LOVE DOVE 4 HISSY SISSY

Roxanne knew Sean would be getting home soon and came over to be there when he arrived. “Shaw-nee-poo! How did it go?” Straight-faced, “What did you get me into! Those kids are a bunch of belching, spitting terrorists!” Empathetically, “Oh, I’m so sorry, Sean.” “Count me out. Call Burt to find another coach. I got a bad migraine.” Sadly, with a comforting embrace, “Oh, oooh.” “Gotcha!” “What????” With a big grin, cheek to cheek, “Roxanne, I had the time of my life. Thanks...

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Adventures with Jasmin the Masochist Part 1

In early 2018 I was looking for a change. Sex with hookers was getting old. Sure, the girls were hot, and their skills considerable Some were true blowjob artists. But it always felt rushed. The clock was ticking, and there was no opportunity to get to know someone.Of course it felt completely fake. Amazing how many experienced women would scream with passion, claim that I was their best lover ever, that they had never cum like that with others. Were there really men who believed this bullshit?...

BDSM
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Voicemail

Voicemail by Virtual Scott I was in my daughter Mimi's room balancing the phone handset on one shoulder and trying to paw through the stack of college admissions paperwork. I'd gotten a busy signal again. I cursed the guidance counselors under my breath as I almost dropped the entire file on the floor. My finger, which had been headed for the "redial" button on Mimi's fancy phone, jerked and hit the last, unlabeled, speed dial setting instead. I realized my mistake when instead of...

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Whisky Night Frolics

I let the music lead my body, let it guide my hips to sway to the beat, let it shake my ass and jiggle my hips with abandon.“Drink your whisky! I want you good and drunk,” you command me, and I raise my glass in a toast to you, giggling and dancing still, and drain the shot in one. Then I wave my glass at you and you snatch it from my fingers, grinning. Having refilled both our glasses, you hand me it back to me and raise yours in a toast.“To sluts,” you say, making me giggle again. I’m...

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Sex Game with Bhabhis in Jaipur

Ihi, friends…This is Rehaan from Jaipur.I’m an engineering student. This is my first story for ISS readers.i’ll try my best to describe that unforgetable day when i encountered with that horney bhabhi. To Make this story more interesting,let me describe the story in hindi. Dosto main ek engineering student hu and main jaipur ke ek well knonwn area me rehta hu jaha har taraf hariyali hi hariyali hai. Jaha dekho bhabhis n grls hi grls dhikhti hai. Dosto main yaha bahut time se reh raha hu. Par...

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Memphis 1125

It was our first holiday season together and the first of my birthday's together. She had moved in with me almost 6 months earlier and I knew she was a fine woman and a great slut (just needed someone to take the reigns). We were in Memphis, TN for the holiday and had a beautiful suite for the weekend. Being my birthday and since I have had many of them (48) I usually don't expect much. This was to be the best one ever. We had been on a web site that catered to couples looking for BBCs to fuck...

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Wife Watching in Memphis

The following is completely true and happened over the course of the past two years, gradually getting more and more exciting, until it culminated with the most intense sexual event of our lives. Unlike some "true" stories I have taken extra effort to make it not only factually correct, but to give an accurate portrayal of my perspectives at the time and my impressions of Lynn's and Greg's perspectives at the time.What follows is a recounting of events that are extremely private, intimate and...

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SunniDee SD arrives at NATTC Memphis start of

My wife, SD, said she arrived at NATTC Memphis on Tuesday (December 3, 1974) after a two week break/leave from Boot Camp (Orlando Florida). She stayed with her parent’s in SoCal (Chatsworth) for that time and partied most of the time with her boyfriend and others. I found out recently (from one of her High School friends) that she was known for NOT fucking during her time as a cheerleader at Chatsworth High – she didn’t want to take any chances of getting pregnant and wanted to “save herself”...

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Hispanic Fantasy

Marty had always found Hispanic men irresistible. He was a small guy, five-foot-six-inches tall and very fair. To be exact, Marty was hairless and blond, the exact antithesis of the men that he had always desired. There was nothing he desired more than being the bitch of a rough Hispanic daddy. Ever since he had entered the gay scene, this was the dream he had always yearned for.It took him a full two years to build up the courage to test this fantasy, but one Saturday night he simply could no...

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Hispanic Fantasy

Marty had always found Hispanic men irresistible. He was a small guy, five-foot-six-inches tall and very fair. To be exact, Marty was hairless and blond, the exact antithesis of the men that he had always desired. There was nothing he desired more than being the bitch of a rough Hispanic daddy. Ever since he had entered the gay scene, this was the dream he had always yearned for.It took him a full two years to build up the courage to test this fantasy, but one Saturday night he simply could no...

Gay Male
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Adjusting to a New Life Chapter 1

John awoke to blinding light, and incredible pain everywhere. His eyes burned horrible from the light, so he shut them and groaned. He tried to open them, but it hurt too badly so he compromised, and opened them to slits, just barely keeping his vision. This didn’t hurt too badly, so he slowly opened his eyes until he could stand to see. Once he had his eyes open, he realized that it wasn’t really blinding light, but a white ceiling. He tried to speak words, but his throat was incredibly...

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Adjusting to a New Life Prolouge

Specialist John Smith, of the US Army, stood and listened to the briefing him, and his squad was receiving. They were tasked with capturing a High Value Target, or HVT. The Colonel was still going over the details of the mission with them. “We have received Intel that the target is located in a known terrorist camp, and he is thought to be one of their main recruiters and trainers. He is personally responsible for the terrorist attacks on US Embassy’s in many countries, and he has...

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Adjusting Her Atitude

Connie and David were about to have their first wedding anniversary. David had planed to take her out for a dinner and dancing, just the two of them. He hoped that somehow they might re-discover the pleasant relationship they had before they became married. He had thought Connie was a much different person then. At breakfast two weeks before the date of their wedding anniversary he had told Connie what he wanted to plan. She had informed him that her mother was going to have them over for...

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The day I first tasted Hispanic cock

I want to be undressed and tongue fucked by dirty old men who will keep cocks coming into me Keep me captive and fuck me hold me hostage and make me their fuck slave: I had gone shopping alone that day, and as I came out of my local Wal mart store, I noticed I had a flat tire on my car. This older Hispanic man came up to me and offered to change it for me, but I told him my spare was flat, so he offered to take me in his truck to get the spare fixed. I said yes sure. As is my usual custom, when...

1 year ago
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SRU The Whistle of Change

SRU: Whistle of Change By Larahose Jimmy Davey was 5'9 1/2" tall and weighed about 175 lbs. He was a 24-year-old college graduate finally on his own after working the last couple years to save money while living at home with his parents. Jimmy was finally enjoying the freedom of wearing female clothing while relaxing at home. You see he has been a life-long crossdresser. Jimmy was very dissatisfied with the drudgery of his male life. He often dreamed of going out in...

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Adventures With Jasmin The Masochist Part 2

My First Session with Jasmin the Masochist By the time I met her when she was twenty-three, Jasmin was pretty experienced with S&M. She had had multiple lovers. Many of the guys she met in her civilian life, including boyfriends, were too tame for her. They were not prepared to treat her like dirt, slap her around, choke her, beat her all over with paddles and whips. She was really a wild girl, into drugs (mostly hash and coke), sex parties, and kink.Despite the vast differences in our lives...

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Masochist sis

Joe gazed in disbelief at what he held in his hands.It was a book. Nothing special, just a small, black, hardback book.What was special about it was that it had /Fantasies/ written on it, andmore significantly, the book belonged to Joe's younger sister, Crystal.Joe looked around his sister's room in case anyone saw him. Not thatthey could. Joe was all alone in the house. His parents were outshopping and Crystal was out with a friend.Joe was sitting on his sister's bed and had come prowling...

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Me And My Highly Disfigured Masochist Husband4

ME AND MY HIGHLY DISFIGURED MASOCHIST HUSBAND - PART FOUR© 2011 By meatbone12 Meanwhile,back to late August of 2001,when _____ started in with his humping motions,I just gritted my teeth,glaring at him saying to him that he'd better behave or I wouldn't do it at all.That shut him up for a bit.But eventually he started in with, "I'll see to it that..." (as I interrupted his sentence with),"That you'll see to WHAT...THAT I LOSE MY JOB?!?!" He just glared back,seething at me like some ugly...

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