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I slid into my seat at the bar and Tony whipped up my usual martini.
"Hey Lynne, what's new?" he asked.
"Nothing much, just a usual Friday night."
"So when are you going to give a me a date?" It was our usual banter. After learning the hard way, I rarely dated men at my favorite bar.
"Not in this lifetime, Tony."
"Ouch!" He moved down the bar to help other customers.
I sat and sipped my drink. I glanced up to see a Friday night regular walk in. He was always with his friends, but OMG he was a hunk. Usually there were 4 of them, but for the last couple of months here had only been three. I guess Hunky broke up with her. And thinking of breaking up, the black haired girl was really, really hot and her boyfriend looked like a real snoozer. Why didn't she ditch him and take the hunk? It was obvious they liked each other.
I saw Blackie walk in by herself. She walked over to the table. Hunky got up and they hugged and kissed briefly. Kissed on the lips. Interesting. They sat across each other, ordered drinks and chatted. I chatted with some of other regulars, fended off a boozy pass from a real loser and sipped my drink.
Hunky got up, obviously to go to the john. Blackie went with him. They came back together. There was a group getting into the next booth, so they sat side by side. Very closely, side by side. Their heads were very close and they were talking intently. Blackie squirmed in her seat and Hunky pulled the table closer. What the hell were they doing? I noticed that Hunky's arm was at an angle which could only mean it was in her lap. I could see it flexing too. Oh My God! I bet he's fingering her pussy! I wonder what happened to Lame-o boyfriend? What a minute. They didn't act like a couple when they came in. God, I wonder who seduced whom? Holy shit - look at her! She's hanging on to his arm for dear life. She's gonna come right in the booth! I felt a burst of electricity from my nipples to my clit and started to get wet. That is SO HOT! The nerve! What if they get caught? What if everyone sees them? That is SO SEXY!
I saw that she had seen me watching. She knew that I knew! And then Hunky noticed that I had noticed. They kept right on going. I was ready to melt I was so turned on. They don't care that I knew! I saluted them with my drink.
Blackie was obviously well on the way to an orgasm. She tried to hide behind him and hung onto his arm. I squirmed on my seat and I was glad I was wearing panties, otherwise I'd have squirted right off the stool. God, that was soooooo hot! If Hunky ever wanted to do that to me I'd there in a flash. As a matter of fact, I'd do them both and to hell with my favorite bar rule. I hadn't had sex with a woman since college but she was too sexy to pass up if the opportunity arose.
He was whispering to her and she looked like she was going to come any second. Then he said something else and there she went! She was biting his arm to keep from screaming out loud. I felt another jolt and I swear I had a mini-orgasm. That is the fucking hottest thing I've ever seen in person! And no one else noticed. And they didn't care I was watching.
I made up my mind. I got up and walked towards their table. Blackie looked panicky and whispered to Hunky. I got to the table. I looked at Blackie and said, "That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I'm jealous, honey." I looked at Hunky "If you two ever want a threesome, I'm here all the time." I went back to the bar.
Soon after they got up and left. I finished my drink and left too. I went to get my car in the back lot and heard footsteps. It was the two of them and they were walking out from behind a van. I laughed and said, "Christ you two, get a room!"
I got into my car and started to drive home. All the way I was pinching my nipples and squeezing my thighs together. God, that was soooo fucking hot! Talk about bold! They just didn't care I was watching. I hurried into the house, shedding clothes as I walked to the bedroom. I hurried to the chest of drawers, reaching into the back of the sweater drawer and got my vibrator. Bzzzz. I flung myself on the bed and held it against my sparking clit. I palmed a breast with my other hand ... I was in the booth and Hunky's fingers were deep inside me. I was hanging onto his arm and those fingers slid out, and in, and out, and I reached over and felt his hard cock through pants and ... OH, CRAP, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming ... I had a shattering orgasm.
That was just the start.
Six weeks later
Blackie climbed off of me. I wiped her pussy juice off my face and licked it off my hands. She was panting and flushed from her orgasm. I glanced over at Hunky. He had watched the whole thing and was hard as a rock. He crooked a finger at me and I crawled over the huge bed to him. I straddled his hips, reached down and lined up his prick on my passage. God it was thick. I pressed down and felt the head nose into me. Oh God. This was it. He was going to fuck me. I pressed down slightly and my vagina opened slowly. I felt my pussy stretch a bit more, then head eased into me and it began to hurt.
He smiled at me, said, "You can do it, just take it slow."
Being a slender woman, I had always been very, very tight. I bet Blackie could take him much easily than me. I eased in another inch and waited, biting my lip. It hurt. Gingerly, I pressed down until I got him in halfway. I was trying to relax, but I was trembling with anticipation.
"Christ, she feels like a virgin," he said.
Oh god it felt huge. Was that his prick or his arm? My thighs were shaking. I sank another inch and then rose up until he was almost out. And then lowered myself again.
"Three quarters," he said.
Blackie came over and stroked my back. "You can do it, Lynne. It's worth it!"
I rose up, exhaled and sank all the way onto that massive pole. That huge head stretched me open and the shaft skewered me. I was fuller than I'd ever been before.
"You did it," Blackie cried out.
"OH GOD, don't move!" I cried out in discomfort. I collapsed onto his chest, trying to get used to the log inside me. They were both stroking my back. I was afraid I was going to split in half. After a few minutes I stretched a bit more and the discomfort eased a little. I rose up and slid about halfway off and then back down. I waited to relax.
I felt Blackie adjust my legs. I was on top of Hunky and my feet were spread wide with my knees pulled up next to his waist. My legs were split open like a frog. And I really couldn't press my hips down because of the tension in my hips. We lay there for a few more minutes. Then that position stretched me wider and I relaxed a bit more. His cock was pulsing inside me.
"Oh God that feels good," I cried out into his chest.
"Are you ready?" He asked me.
"I, yes, please start slowly..."
I felt that wonderful head pulling down my tight pussy, turning me inside out.
"Yessssss, that's so good!" I hissed at him.
Then that huge cock cored me, all the way to the bottom of my pussy in one slow, smooth stroke.
"OH, MY GOD YES. FUCK ME. OH, FUCK ME!" I screamed. Never before had it felt so good, never!
He pulled slowly pulled out. Oh Hunky, I'm being turned inside out ... Another smooth thrust in, a little faster!
"Oh yesssssssssss," I purred at him.
Back in. Out. Faster. Harder. On and on. Oh God, what a feeling! Then I felt a hot tongue at the top of my ass crack. It washed down my crack all the way down to stab into my anus just as that cock impaled me again and I exploded.
My screams echoed in the empty house.
When I recovered a bit, I rolled over on my side and lay there panting. The dildo was still inside me. Suddenly, the futility of the last 6 weeks hit me and I burst into tears. I lay there in a fetal position and sobbed.
Much later, I reached down, slid out the dildo and flung it across the room. Ever since I had watched Blackie and Hunky that Friday night, I had been masturbating 2 or 3 times a day. All my fantasies were about them. I'd been their teenage babysitter, young au pair, horny neighborhood divorcee, masseuse, sex slave, rape victim, and so on and on and on...
Every time I saw them at Tony's, it was like, "Ding!" and I was one of Pavlov's dogs.
Only my pussy would drool instead of my mouth.
I felt so out of control. My work was beginning to suffer. Before long I would begin losing clients to other therapists. Either that, or I'd have a Blackie/Hunky episode and sexually assault a patient. Some of them were incredible specimens. I was a physical therapist, specializing in sports injuries and having sex with patients was unethical as well professional suicide.
Lynne, you have got to do something!
Okay, that's fucking enough. THAT'S FUCKING IT! Tomorrow night I'll approach them. The only way out is through.
The next night
I saw Blackie and Hunky come in as usual. I saw them look around for a booth. Tony's was pretty empty tonight but they didn't take their usual one; 'the booth' where they had rocked my world. They acknowledged me as they walked through the bar to the booths lining the corridor leading to the back entrance. Those were usually full, as they had no facing booths and were very private. They disappeared into the last one next to the hallway leading to the back door.
I was so turned on I was shaking. I was already sopping wet too. My nipples were sparking straight to my clit. Oh god, how was I going to do this? Okay Lynne, don't think, just do!
I walked as casually as I could to the bathroom. I needed to calm down. Being a high- class place, Tony's has little closets with louver doors for the toilets. I slipped into one, locked the door and leaned against the wall. I had planned to take off my bra before I went to their table. I pulled my dress over my head, hung it on the hook and then unclipped my bra. I knew I had nice tits. I'd been told so often enough. They were nice and round, about the size of a tangerine. Perky. Firm. I rubbed my palm across my little nipples. Ooohh, that sent sparks straight to my clit. I did the other nipple. Juice squirted in me. I moaned softly. I slipped out of my panties and hung them on the hook. I took my bra and stuffed the cup into my mouth. Then I squeezed and pulled one tit and nipple while my hand raced down to my pussy. I rubbed my clit with my fingertips while I palmed a breast. I was so hot I came in minutes, muffled by my bra. I stood there, leaning against the wall with my head down until I recovered. Oh God, I'm standing naked in my heels in the bathroom at Tony's with my bra stuffed in my mouth! What's next for God's sake? Then I remembered the empty bedroom.
Okay. You can do this.
I cleaned up my pussy with tissue and slipped my panties on. I got my dress on, stuffed my bra into my purse, went out and freshened up as best I could. I looked flushed. Thank goodness my hair was short and curly. As long as it was clean it always looked fine.
I took a deep breath to try to calm my nerves. I thought about sobbing in the lonely bedroom again. DO IT! I walked over, firmly opened the door and left the bathroom.
I was acutely conscious of my bra-less tits. The sleeve dress I had on clung to them like a wet T-shirt. I walked through the bar, went down the corridor and there they were. Oh God.
"Hi ... May I join you?" I managed to get out.
They looked at each other and Hunky said, "Sure. Have a seat. It's about time we were introduced. I'm Brad and this is Beth." He discretely checked out my tits, with my little nipples still pointy.
Brad and Beth. Okay. "I'm Lynne. Nice to finally meet you."
The waiter came over and we ordered drinks.
When he left, I mustered my courage and said, "You guys are quite the couple now."
I think they had been holding hands, because her left came up from under the table and there was an engagement ring on it.
"Congratulations. From the outside looking in, you guys look great on each other."
"Thank you," they said.
"When's the date?"
"Next spring. We're still deciding."
Okay. You gotta go for it. "I've seen you guys in here for a long time. You each were with someone else. I'm really curious. That night, in the booth. Was that your first time together?"
They looked at each other. Beth said, "Well, let's put it this way. I broke up with Steve the next day."
"I think about that night a lot," I offered.
They grinned at each other, "So do we!"
"Ever done an encore?" I asked.
Brad said, "Not in public like that, no."
Here it goes. "Have you guys ever talked about my offer?"
They looked at each other again. There was a long silence. Finally Brad said, "Well, I've thought about it." Beth shot him a look. He shrugged and said, "Every man's fantasy."
Hope soared in me.
Then he said, "It's your call, honey. But I would never want anything to hurt our relationship."
Beth looked hard at me. "Why us?"
Oh crap, the six million dollar question. I looked Beth in the eyes. Careful girl, tell the truth or she'll know, I thought.
"I told you that night it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. It still is. I went home that night and fantasized I was you in the booth. I came so hard I almost fainted. Ever since, all I've wanted was to be with the two of you."
"So you fantasize about us?"
Uh oh, dangerous ground! "Yes." I hung my head.
"A lot?"
"Yes." I said to the table. This was so embarrassing.
"You know, when you walked up, I thought to myself, 'she looks flushed.' Did you just masturbate in the bathroom?"
"Yes." I hung my head. Now I was really embarrassed.
"We turn you on that much?" She asked.
"Oh god, you're so sexy and Brad's so hunky ... and you're so uninhibited and every time I see you guys I get ... get wild ... I want to ... to..." I trailed off, miserable. This wasn't going well.
"Want to what?" Beth asked.
Silence.
"Want to what?" Beth repeated.
"Oh god, I'll do anything you want. Anything. Anywhere." It was forced out of me.
The silence stretched. Beth and Brad looked at each other. Finally Beth nodded at him and looked at me.
"You will address me as Mistress. He is Master. Anything that we require, you will do. No questions asked, no hesitation. When we order you to do something, you must then beg to do so until given permission and then do it without hesitation. We will not injure you or force you with others unless we all agree."
I was shocked. I sat there. Minutes stretched. I looked at them. They were so hot. I wanted them so badly. My slave fantasy could come true.
"Beg for permission? So if Brad said to me, take off your clothes, I'd have to say, 'may I strip for you?'"
"May I strip for you, Master." She said firmly.
Oh god. It was the slave scenario for real! Could I, should I, would I, do it? Three months ago, not only no, but hell no! After two months of fantasy supplanting reality, should I do it now? Would it be better or worse?
"You're right Beth, I am a wreck. I don't know if this will make it better or worse."
"Do you agree?" Brad asked me.
"Please, give me a minute ... Beth, is he 'the Master' to you too?" I asked.
"Sometimes," she said.
"Beth, has it been good for you? Are you okay?"
"The trust we have for each other is stunning and the sex is mind blowing."
They waited.
"I, oh, uh, um ... Oh god," I mumbled.
Fuck it. No more empty bedrooms! Just fuck it. What have I got to lose?
"Yes. I agree."
Beth shot me a look. "Yes Master, Yes Mistress is the correct response."
"Yes Master, Yes Mistress, I agree." I said. It was a weird feeling to cede control to them.
"Good, little slave." Beth said. She tapped her finger on her chin, just as I had that night.
"What should she do for her initiation, Master?" Right here? Why not. Ohh that's hot! And kinky! I felt a burst of warmth.
He looked at me, "Slip under the table, slave and suck the Mistress's pussy."
Under the table? Here? I looked around. No one could see me except them.
Beth said, "I begged him to finger fuck me in here again. That's why we chose this one."
I looked at them. Glanced under the table. Hmmm. It could be done.
"Slave, move it!" he growled at me. I felt a jolt of electricity shoot around my body. My whole body flushed red. I thought the floor would be hard on my knees. I took all of the cloth napkins from the table. Glancing around, I slid my torso sideways down onto the seat. Brad pulled the table away from me. I pulled up my dress above my knees and rolled off the seat onto my hands and knees.
I could see their crotches. I could see the big bulge in his pants. Jesus! I was right! No wonder she looks so content, the bitch. Her skirt was above her knees. I crawled towards her and put the napkins under my knees on the floor. I gently stroked her knee.
I heard Master say her, "Scoot forward for her, slave."
She slid her hips forward. I ran my hands up the outside of her legs until I reached the high cut waistband. I grabbed and pulled. Beth lifted her hips and I slid her panties down her legs and then off. I could smell her on her panties. Wow, no wonder he looked so happy. I hadn't eaten pussy since college, but I was happy to now. She was a sweet one. I gently parted her legs and pulled her towards me until her hips were off the seat. She was clean-shaven and had a pretty pussy. I licked her inner thighs and nibbled. I started right inside the knee and worked my way up. I could see her hand was caressing his cock through his pants. I wrapped my hands inside her calves, up over the outside of her thighs and then over the tops of her thighs. I needed the support. My shoulders forced her legs wider and wider as I closed in on her slit, nibbling and licking.
Oh, she smelled sweet. She squirmed a little as I closed in, nibbling, licking and kissing. My nose touched her pussy lips. I took a swipe up her pursed lips and I heard her gasp. I licked my way up and buzzed my lips against her clit. Then I licked back down and stabbed into her passage with my tongue. Then I opened her lips up with my tongue and lashed her all over. I heard a whimper. Then I heard Brad undo his belt. He's getting his cock out! I heard the zipper. My panties were sopping wet. I glanced over and Beth had his shaft in her hand. His cock was just above average in length, but it was the girth that was unusual. Oh god, this is so hot! I'm finally with them and I'm under the table and creaming. I giggled a little; sorry Dave Matthews!
I hung from Beth's thighs and assaulted her pussy. I felt Brad's thighs lift and then his pants were below his knees. I reached over and pulled them down to his ankles. I couldn't do any more as I needed both hands to hold myself up on her thighs. Beth's hand was all over his cock. She rubbed the head with her palm, smearing pre-come everywhere. She stroked his shaft. She cupped his balls. I could smell him. Oh, I'd missed the smell of a man.
I returned to her pussy, determined to get her off. I crouched closer and managed to get my balance even though it hurt my knees. I slid two fingers into her sopping pussy, twirled around and began to fuck her with them. But I couldn't reach her clit with my tongue, so I took my fingers out and went back to my tongue. I had her juice all over my face. Then went back to my fingers and furiously fucked her. I heard muffles noises. I had a sudden intuition that she was coming. I lapped at her while she did. She shivered all over and then her legs spasms and juice filled my mouth. Oooh, I was jealous! She tasted so good. My head was spinning from the aroma. Finally she stopped and sagged. I let go of her legs and squirmed over to Brad. He must have felt my hair because he slid forward with his thighs open.
"Master, may I suck your cock?" I whispered.
"Do it. And you, jerk me off until I come in her mouth," He husked quietly to Mistress.
Beth gripped his cock and began to stroke it into my mouth. I could just get the head in my mouth. It was big and velvety soft. Oh, I'd like the whole thing ... I licked it all over, getting hotter and hotter from the taste of his pre-come. Soon, soon a mouthful of come, I sang to myself. I took him back into my mouth and hummed.
His thighs stiffened and a huge load of come splattered all over my mouth. I quickly swallowed and caught the next load. And the next. Wow, he tasted good. Beth must love it!
He never made a sound.
I pulled his pants up to his knees and he squirmed back into them, which was fun to watch. I picked up Beth's panties and asked, "Can I come up for air, Master?"
Beth slid out of the booth and I saw her feet in the aisle. I realized she was screening the booth.
Brad said, "Wait for it, wait for it ... Now!" I crawled out from the under the table and squirmed back onto the seat.
"You're a mess, little slave!" He said. Beth looked at me and giggled. I took a compact out of my purse and looked. My face was wet with Beth's juices. Some semen had dribbled onto my chin. My hair was wild. I took Beth's panties, wiped my face and gave them to her.
I handed them to her with a smirk and, "These are yours, Mistress."
We sipped our drinks for a moment. I thought about what had just happened and it hit me. That was one fantasy I hadn't had. I chuckled and they looked a question at me. "That was one fantasy I didn't have since that night." I said.
Brad started to say something, but Beth cut him off.
"I need to understand something. Lynne, that night was our first night together, but it actually started a week earlier. Steve and I went to Brad's house to hang out at his pool. I got there early and saw him skimming his pool through the kitchen window. He was wearing Speedos. I'd never seen him in anything but business clothes before. I watched him stretch, and twist, and reach ... He had the hottest body I've seen in person and I really liked him anyway. I had a really sexy bikini with me, which I hadn't been sure I had the nerve to wear in front of him. Suddenly, I wanted him to see my body. I put on the suit. It excited me to think I'd show off for him. When I walked out of the kitchen he was on a chaise. I walked as sexily as I could. When I got to the chaise, I handed him a beer and made sure he got an eyeful."
Brad was nodding and said, "Oh yeah, I got an eyeful all right."
"I've never felt chemistry like that I did at that moment. A little later I was sunning on a chaise. I pretended to doze. Actually, I was having a fantasy about sex with Brad. I had to swim a lot that day to hide the wet spot on my bottoms. That night, I was so horny I had sex with Steve. I made sure the lights were out so it was easier to fantasize it was Brad. The next morning I had him fuck me doggie style and I pretended it was Brad. When I got home on Sunday, I wore out my vibrator. The rest of the week was the same. By Friday, I was out of control. The sexual tension between us that night was overwhelming. I would have normally never let a man bring me an orgasm in a restaurant and certainly never with you watching."
I was nodding. "I got caught up in it too. I went home that night and wore out my vibrator. I was sure you guys were having sex at the same time and it made me so jealous and so horny and I wished I was there." I looked down at my drink. "The next six weeks it steadily got worse. I was like you on that Sunday every day." My eyes welled up. "I was your teenage virgin babysitter and you both seduced me. I was your au pair and I seduced you both. I was your sex slave. I was your masseuse." I looked at Brad and said, "You drugged me and date raped me. I black mailed you. And so on. I was getting lost in fantasy sex land. I bought a vibrating dildo and went crazy with it. Last night, Brad was fucking me and when I came I could hear my screams. When it hit me no one else could hear me, I broke down and cried. I lay there sobbing without the strength to even remove the dildo. I decided the only way out was through." I was crying now.
Beth said. "Honey, we did this to her. I know it wasn't on purpose, but we have to help her. Maybe making those fantasies realities will help her get her get past this."
I nodded and wiped my eyes, grateful that she understood. "Master, I'm begging you to fuck me."
I followed their car to Brad's house. We pulled into a cobblestone driveway up to a nice sized, very modern house. Wow, he must be doing well! The inside looked like a Design Within Reach store.
"I love your place," I said.
"Thanks, I had it built." Brad said. "I think we'll have a drink and a hot tub first."
"May I pour drinks?" I said.
He flicked a switch. Lights came on in the swimming pool I could see through the living room windows. "Sure. Go through the glass door and around the pool is the pool house. There's a bar inside and we'll meet you there. I'll have the McCallum, neat with a tablespoon of water. Beth?"
"Me too."
I walked out the glass door. The pool was very high end with a natural stone waterfall and a matching hot tub. The house was solid glass on the back elevation. Wow. What a nice place! I got the pool house, which was designed to match the house. The sliding doors were open and I found the switch. Hmmm. Nice: small complete kitchen, huge bathroom with a big multiple shower head stall shower, bedroom and a playroom with pool table, bar, huge TV, dart board, stereo and a masseuse table. Now that gave me an idea...
I mixed the drinks and went out to the deck by the hot tub and sat at the table. I took the cover off the hot tub and waited. I saw them come down the stairs. They were both wearing white terry robes. They sat and we sipped our drinks. We chatted about the house for a bit and then Beth stood and opened her robe. She was wearing a deep red bikini. My mouth fell open. God she was a hottie! She had great tits, perfectly round and shaped like a volcano; probably Ds with the pointy, large nipple right at the peak. Flat tummy flowing into perfectly rounded hip leading to great legs. The minikini barely covered her nipples and the patch over her pussy was microscopic. Oh god. I felt like a pubescent teenager compared to her. She turned and walked to the tub. High cut bottoms. Damn, she had a great ass too! She slipped into the water with a sigh and laid back watching Brad and me. He stood and slipped off his robe. Speedo. My first glance was at the package. He was semi-erect and his cock was pointed sideways. Christ it looks like has had a flashlight in there. Mmmm. He has really wide shoulders, great pecs, a flat belly and a small waist. And oh god, those legs! He winked, walked to the tub with their drinks and slipped in. I could hardly take my eyes off his ass.
They were both looking at me when he said, "C'mon in."
I felt an electric jolt shoot around my body and blushed. Compared to Beth I was flat chested and quasi-anorexic. Oh well, my dress didn't hide much anyway, so they'd seen I was slim. My ex had called me long & sexy. People had told me I reminded them of Cate Blanchett. I was slim and leggy like her and I had her wide mouth.
I stood and gathered my dress up until I could reach the hem. I pulled it off over my head, dropped it and waited.
"Lynne, you're a sexy and elegant woman. I wish I had your legs," said Beth.
"I agree and your breasts are lovely," said Brad.
"Thank you."
I peeled off my panties and stood there in my heels.
Brad whistled, "Damn Beth, she's hot!"
"She is indeed." I walked over to the tub, kicked of my heels and slipped in.
I sipped my scotch and then Brad asked me, "So what do you do for a living?"
"I'm a physical therapist specializing in sports injuries. Doctors and hospitals refer patients to me from all over the area."
"So you like helping people." Beth asked.
"Yes, it's rewarding."
"Hasn't it been difficult lately?" she asked delicately.
"I've been worried that I'd try to seduce a patient. Some of them are real specimens. Brad, you have a really nice body, but some of the football players, Oh my god they are built!" I wanted to change the subject. "What do you guys do?"
"Beth is a marketing manager and I'm a creative director for an ad agency."
Looked around and said, "I didn't know that paid so well."
Brad said, "I have, ah, other resources as well."
Family money? I wondered.
"Still, I love your home."
We chatted a bit more and then Beth said, "I've had enough," and got out of the tub. The wet bikini clung to her and I could see her nipples and pussy lips clearly. I remembered how good she tasted. Brad was watching her too. I saw him lick his lips. Then he got out. I could clearly see the outline of his cock and balls. I followed them out of the tub and into the pool house. Beth had turned on the shower. She turned and said to me, "Slave, take off my bikini."
I felt my whole body flush in anticipation. My nipples tingled. I walked over to her, kissed her gently and asked, "May I strip you, Mistress?"
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