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Carlotta By Brian Houlihan Copyright @2000 by Brian Houlihan All Rights Reserved "So..what color today?" "What do you mean?" I was sitting across from my future mother-in-law at the apartment I shared with my girlfriend. "Your panties. What color are you wearing today?" I felt like a bomb had just hit my stomach. She was smiling and giggling. Loving the shock of knowing my secret. "Diane told me. You wear panties. That's interesting to me. ...
“I went to the allotment today, dear,” Sarah revealed as her husband sat at the small dinner table. Sarah sat opposite and started to eat her dinner with her husband Allen. “Have the rabbits got to the vegetables yet?” “No not yet the small fence you put up has kept them at bay for the time being. They’ve devastated several other plots thought,” Sarah went on as she ate, “I had a go at weeding that plot we’re resting when Derrick made some very suggestive remarks to me.” “What did he say?”...
Creating Carlotta - a glamorous, horny she male After many years of dressing and living part time I had reached that age were to be a girl was so overwhelming that I knew I must once and for all find my true self. I had decided to live as a woman - a delicious creature with a difference! I had begun the painful process of electrolysis years before and had a smooth face. I grew my hair out and had it bleached white and cut into a sexy girly cut around my face and high up on my...
Grace, Kim and I had a nice long chat and decided to take the twins with us to return to Camelot to see if we could locate the missing cheerleaders. I didn't have any evidence that we would find them other that a nagging need to try. We called the twins into my den and sat down to talk with them. I had to convince them that what they were about to hear would be hard to believe but they had to accept it on blind faith. I started out, "Girls, you remember the cave you saw on your...
Champion of Camelot The yelling argument had lasted an hour, and King Arthur was starting to regret allowing it to start in the first place. But one of the founding principals of Camelot was the symbolized by the Round Table - that despite being King, Arthur was only to be considered the first among equals, and so he had let his most trustworthy knight Lancelot make his case. "It cannot be done, Arthur! You cannot give a knighthood to a woman!" "Why not? She saved my life, any man...
We see that familiar opening sequence – various scenes of UK life, taken from the introductions to previous episodes – a field, a beach, a pub, a motorway ... And then we’re looking at yachts, stately country estates, packed concert venues, paparazzi flashing pictures of a star as they step out of a limousine for a red carpet affair. The BBC documentary title appears “The United Kingdom of Zoo” and then the logo “Celebrity Edition” is slapped on the bottom in a dog jizz shaped font. The...
Visit my blog. Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading! This takes place during Chapter 53. Wednesday, May 27th, 2054 – Isabel Floracita – Davis, CA I trembled as I sat on the floor staring at our TV. My father, my mother, their wife, and my brothers and sisters crowded the floor waiting for the results of the lotto. Three days I ago I had turned sixteen. I was finally eligible. Keeping my virginity in tact until I was sixteen was so hard. All my friends were enjoying the freedom of sex. At...
You’re helping your neighbor clear out garage one day when you notice a large wooden structure under a pile of junk. At first unsure about what it is, you investigate further to find a large, rusty, metal blade lying against it. Remembering your recent history unit on the French Revolution, you soon realize the significance of this contraption. It’s a guillotine! But what’s it doing in your neighbor’s garage. You didn’t want to pry, so you set the thought aside for the second and continue to...
FetishMy next stop was a school the voracious Maria had told me about, and I never would have found it without her directions. There was a two-story, frame structure of some size and several outbuildings including what I assumed were slave quarters. The "Academy," as it was styled was a school for young ladies, and, as I soon found out, it was for very loyal young ladies whose parents were all rich, Tidewater Tories. When I rode in, the girls were out disporting themselves on the green, watched...
Transgendered Fiction Plots By Cal Y. Pygia For many writers, plotting a story is the most difficult part of the creative writing process. Fortunately, some help is available. Critics have identified several basic plot formulae for pornographic and erotic fiction. In addition, I have added some others that are especially well suited for transgendered fiction. The first five formulae may be called "situational plots," because they are based upon a particular circumstance. The next...
The news media, movies, TV programs, even education in the 1970’s suddenly shifted from omission’s silence to instructor mode about sex to catch up for its past suppression. The new mantra was, “Sex isn’t just for procreation, it’s for pleasure, a casual fun like chewing gum.”Suddenly it was free love, sex on demand, whatever floats your boat. With “the pill” procreation became an afterthought, something put off until later in life. Why get married after Woodstock? Now it was love boat...
CheatingA Different Sort of Camelot A Different Sort of Camelot Morgan came to at the heavy sound of footsteps approaching, the back of her head cracking painfully against a stone wall.? Her eyes began to focus, the sights about her none too encouraging.? She was in a dungeon, that much was obvious from the sputtering torch, the dank windowless cell and the realization that she was practically dangling nude from the ceiling.? Metal shackles encased her small wrists, and were attached to a hook...
Having asked Merlin why he summoned us, I awaited his explanation. It took him a few seconds to reply. "The soul of Mordred, who you slew in battle, had been drifting about the kingdom casting a morbid pall over the land. In order to rectify the situation, I conjured up a spell to banish him to the fires of Hell for all eternity. The power of his soul must have been more than I thought for instead he turned into a fierce fire-breathing dragon that has been wreaking havoc all over the land....
Sometimes a Good Notion... Prologue: The Black Lotus Cecil Barnes loved the flea market. There was just something about slowly meandering through the tables and seeing what people had put out there. It could literally be anything. There were the regulars that basically used their booths to run small businesses out of that were there every day; sometimes he got quite a few good deals there. There were people who were there for a day or two having a yard sale. People with their...
I am a poker player, but not a gambler. Gamblers are people who play blackjack, craps, or the lotto—these people cannot win in the long term. It is a statistical certainty that they will lose, therefore, they are gambling. Good poker players only play those cards that statistically win over the long term, therefore, since I’m in that group, I am not a gambler. ‘OK, smart ass. If you are not a gambler, why were you sitting in front of a quarter slot machine preparing to throw away your first...
This story is for you, Sara ... we've shared a lot and you've shown me a curiosity about some of the edgier things I like to do with a lover. Do you remember when I said we should go on an exotic trip and explore ... ourselves together? You loved the idea ... so I sent you a list of what I would bring with me ... clothes, toiletries, personal items and jewelry ... and ... a length of rope and 3 clothespins! For months you've been asking me what the clothespins are for ... but I do like to...
Power Slots popped up in my DMs this morning, even before I’d dragged myself out of bed. Maybe it was just the sleep crust built up inside my brain, still to be shaken out by coffee and sunlight, but I guess I must have read the title wrong. I clicked on the link as I adjusted my morning wood, getting ready to fap to boss ladies or maybe the kind of muscle-bound bitches who could crush my head between their thighs like an overripe watermelon. You can imagine my surprise when it turned out the...
Betting Sitesk "The Collared Lotus" A Work of Fiction by Traveller CHAPTER: 1 Li Rong Kui was a young, up and coming model. At twenty three, she was well known in the fetish community on the internet. She was a natural talent, knowing how to react, how to communicate with her body. One thing she learned from the bondage community was that it was all about vocal protests at a bondage video shoot. The audience wanted muffled, erotic moans. Needless to say, she delivered it very well. Li Rong had...
“ So Charlotte,” Mrs. Denver repeated, “Now I need to deal with you my girl.” “ Yes Mrs. Denver,” Charlotte replied timidly. Charlotte walked up to Mrs. Denver’s desk and tried a smile that wasn’t returned, so stood waiting. Charlotte was nervous and Mrs. Denver saw it. Mrs. Denver enjoyed watching her assistant struggle, looking so young, and in fact so attractive. She had often had whimsical thoughts about the girl, sexual ones, although doubted they would be returned. The age difference...
SpankingAfter the conversation I had with Mike's Mum on the phone, which brought her to an incredible orgasm, I was left feeling so aroused, I couldn't think straight. I discreetly adjusted the erection in my pants and made my way back to the bar counter. I handed over the telephone to the bar maid, Who was told by Liz in a call to the bar, that it was my Mother who needed to speak with me 'urgently.' "Is everything ok?" She asked. "Yeh. It was Just a domestic incident, between my Mum...
I kept sneaking glances at her as she sat at her little table, scowling at the menu. I couldn’t help it—she was stunning. She was also darker than anyone I had ever seen in my life.When I checked in, Mrs. James said there was only one other guest. That wasn’t a surprise for a country inn in October, almost an hour from the nearest town. I only picked the place because it was near the gypsum plant I had to inspect that week.“And what would you like for dinner, dear?” Mrs. James hovered over me....
InterracialI kept sneaking glances at her as she sat at her little table, scowling at the menu. I couldn’t help it—she was stunning. She was also darker than anyone I had ever seen in my life.When I checked in, Mrs. James said there was only one other guest. That wasn’t a surprise for a country inn in October, almost an hour from the nearest town. I only picked the place because it was near the gypsum plant I had to inspect that week.“And what would you like for dinner, dear?” Mrs. James hovered over me....
InterracialThe Chronicles of Abby: Jeff Babysitting Abby and Charlotte(Abby’s Perspective)Synopsis: This part of the story is a sequel to the episode “Abby’s Birthday Part 2”. Abby’s dad needed to work on a project and he won’t be around to care for Abby. So, he placed Abby under his neighbor’s teenage son, Jeff’s care. Jeff got to babysit his little step sister, Charlotte and his neighbor little Abby.[SEXY COMMENTS APPRECIATED!!!] Jim had just fetched Jeff and Charlotte home from school. Before heading...
AUTHOR’S NOTE: Thinking back I recalled the numerous times that I had sex in a vehicle and I decided to write about those times in my life. My first thoughts were to rank the encounters from the least memorable to the most memorable. However since the best car sex partner ever was also my last, I decided to just go in chronological order. CHAPTER 01 – Penny 1963 CHAPTER 02 – Erica 1963 CHAPTER 03 – June 1967 CHAPTER 04 – Jackie 1969 CHAPTER 05 – Charlotte 1971 CHAPTER 06 – Pam 1975 ...
As she walks in the front door, the chef glances up at her, and returns to cooking. It's a fast paced style of cooking called "teppenyaki", where the chef is surrounded on three sides by a very hot table to cook on, which are surrounded by another table for the customers to eat at, which are, in turn, surrounded by stools for the customers to sit on. Adam needs to add a lot of style and flair to his cooking to keep the customers entertained while listening for the customers to tell him what...
Many thanks to Dawnj for editing and general advice. Any mistakes are mine. ***** December 24. As usual, the firm was about to close for the festive season. The presses would be stopped for the time being and even the proofreaders went home without a text and a deadline. The entire staff had gathered in the canteen, and Mr March, the big boss himself, handed out the Christmas boxes to all staff. To all staff present, that is – Charlotte Tenson, his secretary and general dogsbody, wasn’t...
I am counting the days until I win the lottery. Any day now, I will hit the lottery. ‘What’s the number? Does anyone know what the lottery number was last night?’ I’ve been playing the same loser lottery number now for more than 25 years, ever since the stupid thing started. Over the years, I’ve won a few dozen free bets, I won $10.00 a few times, and, once, I one $100.00. I deduced from my losing percentage in lottery winnings that I am not lucky in that regard. My luck, thankfully, comes in...
Declan detested lazy people and from the looks of this one, he needed to bring out the heavy artillery. He decided that instead of placing her in a situation to show her the error of her ways he would be the one to implement her punishment. A very good Dom, Declan could break anyone.He flashed into a tight pair of leather pants and combat boots. Going bare chested, he slung a leather trench coat on. The tools of his trade would become available when he needed them. Opening a rip in time, he...
Supernatural"Hey, Charlotte, let me get Mike's number," I giggled."Like hell, you're getting my brother's number, Vera," she whined, coming into her bedroom with me. "I'm not having him date a woman like you, and don't you have some other guy to screw?""First of all, he'd go for me. And no, Tom and I broke up. He left me for someone else, but I have no idea who, though. He just told me it wasn't working out, and he'd met someone else. He told me it was nothing I did, but bullshit. We're in our freshmen...
ThreesomesThe Birth Of Charlotte I was seventeen when Charlotte was born. My name is Colin Fisher. I'm your typical teenage lad, fresh out of six form school with a handful of qualifications and the choice of Secondary colleges to go to. I had a small circle of close friends, but my best friend, was Robert Garret. We had been born on the same day and had gone to the same schools and had even excelled at the same subjects. Our plan was to go to the same college and then find a flat to share,...
Charlotte was a pretty, shy girl of about twenty: two years older than me. The older woman! I’d been entranced by her beauty since watching her win the hundred yard sprint on sports day. She had long, blonde hair, pale skin and willowy legs, but also incredibly large breasts. I only discovered this later – she had them strapped down when she was running. There were all sorts of rumours about Charlotte – that she wanted to be a boy, that she was having an affair with a local farmer, and so on....
In the Golden Palace Charlotte was appalled to see the women all wearing only short silk gowns which buttoned at the neck and gaped open down the front revealing most of the breasts and the whole of the belly and shaven mons. Her abaya was taken from her and she was handed over to a white woman somewhat older than herself. "Hullo, I'm known as Ayda here, who are you?" she asked the bemused newcomer. "My name is Charlotte. You're English?" "Yes. My English name was Diana but my...
A Workaholic Man By Kathy Smith Chapter 1 He was a workaholic! Alex Stein, M.D. Ph.D. started a biotech company in Manhattan (in Tribeca - near the twin towers - World Trade Center were). He was single, it's true that he was just totally hot and he definitely heterosexual, but he had one goal, to produce this drug to market! The drug was designed by computer and then manufactured by robots! They had the first leap from the FDA! Many more to go to get the FDA to say...
Meine Freundin und ich hatten schon lange unsere Vorliebe für Gummi und Rollenspiele im Ponyplaybereich entdeckt. Nur waren unsere finanziellen Mittel leider eher bescheiden, sodass wir die aufwändigen Anzüge, Hufschuhe und Masken nur sehnsüchtig im Internet betrachten konnten. Zu einem einfachen selbstgebauten Zaumzeug und einem Pferdeschweif zum Anhängen hatte es dann doch gereicht. Doch ein Tag sollte alles ändern.Christina (meine Freundin) hatte im Lotto gewonnen und dabei ganze 30.000 Euro...
Ashley stood naked at the bedroom window, her inner thighs wet with excitement. Please? She heard behind her but ignored it...........again. Please Miss Ashley. Let me cum?The 18 year old Charlotte was naked on her bed. Wrists tied together at the head of the bed. The legs tied at each corner. Her young lithe body stretched taught because of the ropes and the extreme sexual frustration she felt.Ashley had been teasing her for over three hours and the teen had been begging to orgasm after 10...
Charlotte imagined her son was at his girlfriend's, enjoying a blow-job whilst her parents slept. Or, if he was really lucky, fucking the agile redhead on the kitchen worktops. She imagined them coupling in the pool of light from the open fridge. She closed her eyes. She switched her music on and slid her mind into that dark fantasy where she was the slinky redhead. (Daniel was slathering her breasts with banana ice-cream. It melted as it met her hot body and dribbled down her, onto his tongue....
IncestEvery week, since I turned 21 ten weeks ago, I started to buy a single lottery ticket from the same market between my apartment and where my folks lived. The numbers I'd always played were one of the last two digits of the year everybody in our family was born — there's my Dad, Jerry — born in '61 — Mom, Ruth — born in '65 — Me, Richard — born in '91 and my sister, Susan — born in '94! The final two numbers were my age, 21 and Susan's age, 18. We're all natural blonds and blue — eyed....
My parents didn't return home until the day after my rape. I only come out of my hiding place on the floor between the wall and my twin bed to use the bathroom. I sleep a lot. "Charlotte, we're home," my mom calls out. I give Mom and Dad the biggest hugs. "We missed you too, sweetpea," Dad says. Everything seems normal. I follow them around. I'm so glad they're home. "So how was your time here? Did you do anything? Maybe a surprise birthday party?" Mom asks. "Yes, Erin. I want...
The Culling Lottery ©2004 C. Smith 1. Arrival of the Candidates What a difference forty years makes! musedthe C.E.O. as she watched the Candidates tumbling excitedly out of the limos.Tiffany Boylston had been a child when the news first leaked out that a companynamed JFA — Justice for All — was not only selling the internalorgans of executed prisoners for transplants, but was also butchering the carcassesand cooking the meat for private "snuff" banquets. She remembers her parents'reaction,...
It had been one of the coldest winters on record. Not much snow, but cold enough to force avid cyclists like Mallory Greenfeld into indoor spin classes. But now it was early May and all that was behind her as she prepared for a Saturday morning ride on her yellow aluminum Schwinn. She planned to ride about twenty miles, a relatively slow twenty miles. Save for a few days during that harsh winter and the wet March and April that followed, her bike had remained idle, collecting dust. The spin...
by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Four: Flotsam Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this. Tuesday, August 11th, 2071 – Chasity “Chase” Glassner – Sierra Nevada, CA Pain flared as I tumbled down the Truckee river. It was time to escape. To let Rex and Reina be free of my curse. I would just get them killed. That's what I did. I hurt everyone that loved me. My parents. The sluts. My siblings. Joab. Soon I would hurt the twins. I ignored the pain as my body was...
2. Good Morning 3. Clotheslined It was a couple days after mine and Kara’s last ‘episode’ parents were gone for four more days on the cruise. We hadn’t done anything since last time. Well, sure, we’d had sex, but we hadn’t done, you know…anything. We had gotten bored, sex only takes up so much time, and even with our common interests, we were running out of fun and new non-sexual things to do. She suggested a picnic somewhere out in the woods around my house, but we woke up kind of lazy...
Es war soweit, mein Semester hatte wieder begonnen. Im überfüllten Hörsaal meiner Uni sitzend, hörte ich mir den ersten Vortrag meines Professor für Ökonometrie an. Es war wie im vorangegangenen Semester, zunächst verhältnismäßig allgemein, mit vielen Verweisen auf Fachliteratur, welche zufälligerweise vom selbigen Professor verfasst wurde. "Denken Sie daran, dass Sie sich für die Seminare im online Vorlesungsverzeichnis anmelden, sonst können wir Ihnen keinen Platz zuteilen. Wir sehen uns...
IncestIn the depths of the jungles of south America, the temple of Xzolotecl had stood preserved in time for many centuries, almost as if something otherworldly was preventing it from decaying. Those few foolish explorers that have ventured inside it have never returned from their raids, instead being swallowed by the sands of time and forgotten by those beyond the surrounding villages and tribes. Certainly the stories floating around about the many mysteries that surrounded the temple, had much to...
ClotildaThe Victorian Eraby P.N. DedauxCHAPTER TWO: JUDICIAL"It is winter, a cold time for madam to strip in," sneered the bewigged and red-robed judge from his seat of eminence, "see that you warm her shoulders thoroughly, Mr. Beadle. The cart's tail to Taunton and let's see if you feel so rebellious by the time you have made that little journey, lady."The good woman so addressed bent her head. A modest seamstress, she had come to the assizes in her Sunday best: Her fault – she had been heard...
Der LottogewinnMarina hat schon so einiges in ihrem Leben erlebt. Sie hat als Callcenteragent gearbeitet, war Dessousverkäuferin, Sekretärin.. aber all das hat ihr Leben nicht wirklich erfüllt. Jetzt, mit 39 Jahren meint es das Glück aber mal so richtig gut mit ihr! In einer Klassenlotterie hat sie 5 Millionen Euro gewonnen! Man stelle sich vor… das ist eine 5 mit 6 Nullen dahinter vor dem Komma! Selbst bei 2% Verzinsung ergibt das, nach Steuern, immerhin noch etwa 60.000 Euro. Pro Jahr! Mehr,...
Part 1Lotte observed her visitor. He was large black man, with grey hair, balding noticeably at the front. He had a cheerful expression on his face, and his big belly pushed against his shirt.“And how old are you, girl?” he asked, moving a little closer to her and looking around at the nicely-furnished sitting-room. “Eighteen,” said Lotte, smiling shyly.“Yes, Billy told me. Well, I am a little bit older than you.” He laughed, now very near Lotte, almost touching. “I am one of Billy’s oldest...
I Can See For Miles - The Protector of Angels - Washington DC Team JulieO authored this story, which fits into Chapter 20, Part 7 of Tyrone Slothrop's "I Can See For Miles". Ally Burns, "The Protector" is requested to help Angel while continuing her unfinished business with her old adversary. Series Originator Note: When I was looking around for someone to help Angel, Ally Burns, "The Protector" jumped right out in front. JulieO had done what I considered some of the best work...
Table Of Contents Back story 1 Charlotte accepts being permanently collared 2 Real-estate Trip to the North 7 Marvelous Evening out. 10 Back in the suite 16 A new morning dawns 26 This story picks up the Charlotte Saga from her first introduction in "CharlotteInStitches". Back story Our heroine starts as a life long submissive, BDSM loving, CD, married for more than 30 years to an equally kinky woman who supported and shared all this interests. Over...
La loterie Forestier C'?tait le matin du premier jour de leur cong? d?cadaire, et Marc et Chantal faisaient la grasse matin?e. Et comme ils constituaient un jeune couple, on comprend bien ce que ?a veut dire... Ils ?taient ensemble depuis pr?s de deux ans, et cela allait plut?t bien. Tous deux en fin de vingtaine, Chantal enseignait les math?matiques et les sciences dans une ?cole secondaire, et Marc enseignait au primaire. Comme de raison, ils se connaissaient depuis l'universit?, mais ce n'est que lo...
TESTED BY LOThARCHAPTER 1 AWAKENINGSWritten by: Charles E. Campbell(With this story, it is my intent to begin exceptionally slow, trying to create a sense of the situations, background, and circumstances leading to a young woman’s willful slavery and ownership. It is written in three chapters, building slowly at first, and then rapidly escalating as her ultimate life long goal is finally achieved.) Butterflies in the stomach? Butterflies? Talk about a God damned understatement. I’d like to...
Feeling the warmth of the sun on my face I woke. I smiled a child like smileto the world. A world being seen for the first time. How did the same worldsee me? I don't know, I do know its perception of me will be totally differentby tonight. Given what was to come, I felt strangely calm as I leaned against the windowsill.The sun mirrored my mood as it dragged itself off the purple hued mountainsto the East. Would that be his direction, East? Where do the internationalflights come from? I smiled,...
Caity Lotz is driving on the highway in Alabama. She is on a road trip, having a week off from filming. She has been on the road for 7 hours, and she can feel her eyes starting to get heavy. She glances at the clock and sees it’s 10 minutes before midnight. Deciding it’s safer to stop at a hotel for the night instead of driving, she looks for signs for a hotel. She drives for a few miles until she sees a sign indicating the next exit leads to a small town. Surely there's a hotel or something...
Missy and Martha fussed over the wound on the back of my thigh as if they were discussing a supper dish that failed to come out of the oven looking exactly right. It bothered me some to lie there in Charlotte's cottage, on a bed where I had romped and rogered more times than I could count, especially since I was lying on my stomach with my bare ass in the breeze. "Well, it looks pretty good, considering," Martha said, rubbing something on the healing wound. "Look at all this red here,...
May 18, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “Who the fuck is Anthony Cicilioni?” Elyse asked. I didn’t have much choice but to tell her, and once I did, she’d know way more than she should. But I didn’t see a way around it. “Joyce’s brother-in-law. He’s married to Connie.” “Joyce? No! Please tell me that we’re not fucking living The Firm!” I smiled, “We aren’t. All of Joyce’s businesses and investments are completely legit.” “But your mentor, the Don, sure as heck wasn’t, was he?” “No.” “Jesus,...
The man kneeled in the back garden away from peering eyes. Rising from the ground in front of him were eight headstones. The man had only known one of the eight individuals engraved on the stones but he prayed for all of them. When the man was troubled or upset, praying helped him but this was also the time he set aside for his daily prayers. "Brother Kurt?" "Yes my child?" Kurt Wagner had been many things in his life. Mutant, believer, freak, gypsy, lover, circus star, hero and...
Alot Porn! This is one of the better classic porn sites with videos, albums, pornstars and so on. However, when you look at the logo of alotporn.com, what is the first thing that pops to your mind? Isn’t that basically the reverse logo of PornHub with a different name? At first, I thought that they are in some way connected to PornHub, but there is nothing that would indicate so…This just makes me wonder how difficult was it for them to create a design that does not resemble one of the most...
Free Porn Tube SitesWhat kind of site is Solo Touch? Well, people love wanking. And they love reading about sex. Trust me, I know; I write about what people like to wank to all of the time.Anyway, it only makes sense that some horned up designers would get together and slap together a site for people to writing about they were thinking about or doing last time they slapped their sausage…or baby slit. Anyway, that’s the primary point of SoloTouch.com, but going off of the way it looks, it’s hardly been slapped...
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