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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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LIQUID PLEASURES
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Chapter Sixteen
Three beautiful young women, however much they might forswear
men, are not to be found without them for long. God, after all, did not
invent rape for nothing. But Susie, Melanie, and Anna did not have to be
put through such a trial. Instead, having crossed out of Nevada, they
soon found themselves at a party hosted by an old schoolmate of Anna's.
"Now sit very straight, and stick your chest out," Anna advised
Melanie. "Here comes the spaghetti."
"But I don't want to eat spaghetti," Melanie whined.
"It's not for eating," Anna said. "It's to be put down your
swimsuit."
Susie gave a start, her own shock reflected by Melanie. That
damn Anna! She should have known that a girl who invited them to an
orgy in her back yard on their first visit to her house would pull a stunt
like this. Yet Susie found herself straightening up just as Anna had
told her to.
They were on a yacht, floating on the Great Salt Lake. In honor of
all three girls' first voyage upon the lake, a little ceremony was to be
had. Much like when one crosses the equator on a ship.
Anna, being first in line upon a bench, thrust out her bosom. Like
her two friends, she wore a bikini. Jill, a beautiful young woman and
Anna's school chum of yore, delicately pulled open the front of Anna's
bikini bra. Anna squealed as Jill ladled a big spoonful of sauce
drenched spaghetti into her bra. First one cup had spaghetti dumped
into it. Then, after refilling her ladle, Jill dumped spaghetti into the
other other cup. Anna wriggled.
"Feels awful, doesn't it?" Jill smiled.
"I look like I've had a breast enlargement!" Anna remarked, looking
down at her bulging bra. "And the Doc went too far!"
"Wait till you see what you look like with some in your panties,"
Jill said. The young woman bent lower and, pulling open the front of
Anna's bikini panties, she ladled a scoop of spaghetti into them. Anna
twisted in her seat. She looked down over her breasts. A big lump of
spaghetti was inside the front of her panties, making her look as if she
had men's loins! Anna blushed as she felt the spaghetti ooze down over
labia lips.
Melanie was too curious and mischievous to pass up what looked
like decadent fun. With wide eyes she watched Jill approach, then
followed the woman's finger to her bikini brasserie. A moment later
and the first of two lumps of spaghetti had been added to her little top.
"OOH! It's slimy...and cold!" Melanie said, wrenching herself
upward, delighting in the feel even as she hated it. Jill waited a
moment for Melanie to settle down, then pulled open the other half of
the girl's bikini bra. In went the second scoop. Melanie squealed and
wriggled again. Next Jill pulled open the front of the girl's bikini
panties. Melanie's pubic bush peeped up at her. In went the spaghetti.
Melanie let out a cry, and Jill left her.
Trapped on the yacht as she was, Susie could hardly refuse her
host's strange hospitality. Apparently this was what happened to every
girl on her maiden voyage on the Great Salt Lake. Susie watched with
trepidation as her own top was pulled open. A moment later she felt
the chilly spaghetti fall heavily upon her right breast.
"Oooh!" Susie said. She shivered.
"And now the other one," Jill said, as if feeding her spinach.
Again the heavy, slimy mass. Susie watched wide eyed as Jill's hand
dropped to the front of her panties. Jill's husband, holding the bucket
of spaghetti from which Jill refilled her ladle, watched with interested
eyes as the upper half of Susie's pubic thatch came into view.
SPLOOP! Suddenly, almost as quickly as it had been bared, Susie's
pubic mound was covered again, with spaghetti. Then Jill released the
front of Susie's panties and they snapped back, not quite touching her
tummy due to the slimy protuberance there.
"Feels wicked, doesn't it?" Melanie asked Susie.
"It's wilder than a wet T-shirt contest, that's for sure," Susie
said. "It looks like I've grown a penis!"
"Mmm, a big one too," Melanie remarked, gazing down at Susie's
crotch.
Susie's hair fluttered in a sudden breeze. Like the other girls, her
skin was soft and dry. None of them had gotten the least bit wet, or
even graced their limbs with the moisture of suntan lotion. Each of
them was as soft and dreamy as if she were about to be led to bed,
except, of course, in the matter of their bosoms and pussies, which now
were covered with wet, slimy, greasy feeling spaghetti. It was a
strange feeling.
Susie watched as Jill pulled open the front of her husband's tight
little swimsuit. With the bulge already in the man's trunks, Susie
wondered if the addition of spaghetti might not burst the man's briefs.
At least their hosts were kind enough to participate in the ceremony
themselves. In went the spaghetti, and the man's trunks bulged all the
more. Susie imagined that the growth in the bulge was not entirely due
to the mass of the spaghetti alone.
"You men! You don't have to get any of this stuff on your chests,"
Jill said to her husband, who was named Tom.
"Yeah, but then you girls get to keep us men from admiring the
full beauty of your chests," Tom said. Just then Jill glanced over her
shoulder as a large boat hove into view on the horizon.
"Oh! Look! He's out today after all," Jill said. "I thought he'd still
be in harbor due to that collision he had."
"It must not have been such a bad crash after all," Tom said.
"Dear, why don't you see if you can't pull us up next to him
without crashing into him yourself?" Jill asked. Tom's mouth fell open.
"Now? But I've got spaghetti in my trunks!"
"All our friends are probably there, Tom!" Jill said, her voice
breaking into a whine.
"I know! That's why I don't want to go!" Tom said.
"Well you just move along," Jill said, whacking Tom's butt with
her empty ladle, splattering a bit of excess spaghetti sauce on it.
"Perhaps some of the girls on board can help you get rid of that
spaghetti once we dock."
Reluctantly Tom climbed up to the pilot's house aboard the yacht.
He turned his boat toward the one on the horizon, cut in the engines, and
a moment later their yacht was speeding toward the new destination.
"I guess we've had a little change in plans," Jill said, sitting down
beside Anna. The four of them were sheltered from the wind by the
hold of the yacht as it cut across the water. They sat watching the
swells of the lake as they raced over them, unable to see the large ship
toward which they were heading.
"I notice your change in plans keeps you from having to get
spaghetti down your swimsuit," Anna said ruefully to Jill. "Is there any
way we can go and wash this off?"
"Why no, dear, you must keep your spaghetti," Jill said, smiling.
"All newcomers who board the Reliance must have spaghetti in their
swimsuits." Susie thought to herself. If the yacht they were on was
named the Puppy, then Reliance must be the big boat they were heading
toward.
The Puppy pulled up alongside Reliance several minutes later. It
was an odd sort of boat, with a pilot's house at the very back and a
long, flat deck extending out in front for what seemed the length of
half a football field. It looked like Reliance had once been tasked with
the mundane chore of hauling gravel. Now, however, the entire flat
portion of the deck had been built upon. Music and bright lights
emanated from rooms built upon the deck. Gay laughter could be heard.
The words "pleasure palace" flashed unbidden through Susie's mind.
A number of other small craft like the Puppy were already tied up
to the floating Reliance. Jill stood and cast a tow rope across the brief
span of water that now separated Puppy from Reliance. A second
female, with large bare breasts and a sailor's cap atop her head, caught
Jill's rope and tied it down to a post on Reliance's deck. Jill threw a
second rope to the capable sailor girl, and that was tied off as well. In
a minute Puppy was floating just inches from Reliance. The sailor girl
cast down a little wooden gangplank. Unfolded, the portable gangplank
provided a series of wooden steps leading up from the Puppy to the deck
of Reliance.
"All aboard that's going aboard," Jill called. Anna rose, then
Melanie, and finally, after expectant looks from both girls, Susie. One
by one the girls mounted the steps and gained the deck of Reliance. Jill
and Tom followed close behind.
"Playing with the spaghetti, Tom?" the sailor girl asked.
"Yeah, but you can scoop it out for me," Tom said.
"Sorry, I've got work to do," the sailor girl said. Another boat was
already approaching.
To the mortification of the girls they were led through a doorway
into what proved to be a rather large restaurant. A young female
hostess, casually attired, greeted them warmly. Beyond couples in
swimsuits sat eating Lobster and Crab. Quite a few eyes turned to look
at the girls as they were led to a table, the ends of the spaghetti
sticking lewdly out the bottom of their bras and panties, making
unsightly bulges in their bikinis. They were seated in cushioned chairs
and a waitress appeared to take their order.
As Susie glanced around she noticed that some of the female
diners were topless. She felt a slight sense of relief. At least she
wasn't topless! Still, she had been in private places where women felt
free to go topless before. Usually her own top didn't seem to stay on
for very long in such circumstances. Susie squirmed in her chair
apprehensively. The spaghetti felt cold.
Soon Anna, Melanie, Susie, and their hosts were downing
platefulls of giant shrimp with champagne. Lobster followed, then
other seafood delicacies, until the girls were so stuffed they could
hardly move. A small ensemble was playing in one corner of the
restaurant, and occasionally couples would rise and dance on a little
tiled floor in front of the band.
"Susie, may I have the next dance?" Tom asked the blonde,
extending his hand. Susie looked at it reluctantly. At Anna's urging,
however, she rose, still very self conscious because of her burden of
spaghetti.
Soon Susie was dancing amidst pulsing colored lights, and other
men soon came to the floor with Anna and Melanie in tow. Susie danced
first with Tom, then, when another man cut in, with that male, then
two others. Finally she bid her leave of the dance floor and walked
unaccompanied back to her table. There Jill sat talking to a young man
Susie had not seen before.
"You mean you managed to get on board here as a newcomer
without your hosts first putting spaghetti down your trunks?" Jill
asked.
"Uh, yeah," the young man was saying as Susie seated herself
beside him. He was strong and lanky and Jill introduced him as Jeff.
Then Jill turned to the nearest waitress and ordered up a pile of
spaghetti.
"You must be new here too?" Jeff asked Susie.
"Um, yes," Susie said. She glanced down at her spaghetti smeared
breasts. A moment later a waitress appeared with a heaping plate of
spaghetti. She set it down right in front of Jeff. The man looked up at
the waitress, as if to thank her for the free meal. But the waitress
drew a bell from her apron and rang it.
"We have a newcomer here!" the waitress announced. All eyes
turned to Jeff.
"Susie, I'll give you the honors," Jill said meaningfully to the
blonde.
"You mean?" Susie asked. She could hardly believe that she was
being asked to stuff spaghetti into this handsome young stranger's
crotch!
"Yes," Jill said. "Now get busy. Everyone's waiting." Susie looked
about for a ladle but none was present. Tentatively she scooped up a
pile of spaghetti with her hand. With fingers as light as air she
reached over to the waistband of Jeff's trunks and pulled them open.
The hairy root of his penis came into view.
"P-Please forgive me," Susie said with wide eyes to Jeff.
"I won't, but I'm sure you'll do it anyway," Jeff said. A prim smile
came to Susie's face.
"How right you are," Susie said. With that she dumped her handful
of spaghetti right down into Jeff's groin. Then she got another, and
squished that down in too. Perhaps going overboard, she grabbed up a
third handful and managed to stuff that in too. Jill broke out laughing.
"Enough! Enough!" Jill cried. A titter of laughter arose from the
other diners and then their attention floated back to their own tables.
"Now there's plenty for you to forgive, whether you want to or
not," Susie said to Jeff. Mischievously she stuck her tongue out at him.
Anna and Melanie glided back over to the table, each with a man in tow.
Jill ordered dessert, and soon Lemon Meringue pie was brought
out. Jeff severed a piece from his portion and bade Susie open her lips.
Not knowing entirely why she did so, the girl complied. Jeff fed Susie
the bite.
Melanie, not wanting to be left out of what looked to be capital
fun, leaned in close to Jeff and asked for a piece for herself. Perhaps
she just wanted to be naughty and steal away a man who had taken an
interest in Susie. Regardless, Jeff was just as happy to feed a bite of
pie to Melanie as well.
The man who had accompanied Melanie from the dance floor
looked slightly ticked, even more so when Jill suggested that Susie and
Melanie sit on Jeff's lap.
"My, we do have two hungry little girls here, but I think you two
would be better served if you sat in his lap," Jill said. Susie, feeling
sexy, got up from her chair and sat down on one of Jim's hairy thighs.
Melanie did the same.
"Who invited you?" Susie asked of Melanie. Her knees bumped the
girl's.
"My beauty, I guess," Melanie said saucily. Jed fed a second slice
of pie to Susie. She sat chewing it, watching as her friend received
another bite-sized portion between her lips. Anna appeared behind
Jeff, and looped her arms about his neck. She let her head hang down
over Jeff's shoulder and he fed a bite of his rapidly diminishing pie to
Anna.
"Here I just wanted to make this poor boy feed me, to humble him
even more after I'd already stuffed spaghetti into his trunks, and now
he's practically the envy of all men with three young women hanging
onto him," Susie thought to herself. As if to compliment her inner
statement, Melanie scooted her own plate of pie over and began feeding
it to Jeff. Now the man really was important! He was feeding the
girls, they were feeding him...there was no telling what might ensue.
In an attempt to temper all the attention now being showered on
Jeff, Susie slid her own plate over to her new seat and began to feed
pie to Anna. Jeff, however, insisted on cutting off portions of Melanie's
pie and feeding them to Susie. Reluctantly Susie opened her mouth and
accepted the lemon morsels, even as she herself fed Anna while Melanie
fed Jeff.
Jill had just dismissed the irate suitors of Melanie and Anna from
the table when Jeff invited Jill to come and kneel before him. Susie
rolled her eyes. Did this man think himself king? Jill obediently came
and knelt before Jeff. She had to crouch down under the edge of the
table to do so. She lifted up the hem of the tablecloth and let it drape
itself in an arch over the top of her head.
"Open your mouth," Jeff said. Jill obeyed, sensuously parting her
lips and letting her eyes flutter closed. Suddenly Jeff reached into his
groin and yanked out a substantial penis, half rigid and coated with
spaghetti noodles and sauce. He began to pee.
Melanie was the first to break into peals of laughter as Jeff's pee
shot straight into Jill's mouth. Jill's eyes popped open in surprise.
Anna began howling as well, followed (though she hated herself for
doing it) by Susie.
"That's it, keep your mouth open," Jeff said. "Mustn't get pee on
the floor, you know." The stream continued as the girls laughed
uncontrollably. "Had enough? Alright, I'll have to save the rest." With
the muscles of his groin Jeff cut off the flow. "You may rise now," Jeff
said to Jill. "Go empty your pee into a glass." He stuffed his rod back
into his swimsuit.
Jill rose, her face white as a sheet. Slowly she began to blush.
Although many of the diners had looked, few had actually seen what had
transpired. With mincing steps and bloated cheeks Jill returned to her
place at table and, pursing her lips, let the pee sluice from between
them into an empty glass.
Susie felt Anna reach behind her neck and tug at the bow of her
bikini bra. She looked up at Anna in alarm. Anna's other hand was
behind Melanie. A moment later and the cups of both girls' bras fell off
their bosoms. Their breasts bounced out into the open air, globs of
spaghetti falling from them as they sprang free. Now Susie and
Melanie's bras were but useless strings, still tied behind their backs,
hanging uselessly around their torsos. Susie wondered at herself. Even
now her hands still rested in her lap. Why had she not tried to rescue
her modesty by clapping her hands to her bosoms? Was she that weary
of the spaghetti sagging in her bra? It did feel good to be rid of most
of the slimy mass that had accompanied her cleavage wherever she
went for the last hour. She looked across at Melanie. The 16-year-old
seemed to relish her newfound nakedness. And she seemed to be all
eyes for Jeff.
"Perhaps you would wash our bosoms for us," Anna suggested to
Jeff. She undid her own top and her breasts jiggled free. She pressed
her mounds meaningfully against Jeff's neck from behind.
Jeff, not one to forego an opportunity, lifted a glass of water. "It
would be my pleasure," Jeff said. Despite Anna's provocativeness,
despite Melanie's open adoration, Jeff chose Susie's breasts to be the
recipient of his glass. He lifted it above Susie's nearest bosom and
began pouring. Susie stiffened. The water was icy. Her nipple quickly
responded to the chilled fluid, erecting itself. Even as Susie felt
tormented by the water she felt pleased. Despite the allure of the
other girls, Jeff had chosen her. Was she his favorite? Did she want to
be?
Jeff turned in his chair and beckoned a passing waitress. She
came over to where he sat, bearing a pitcher of ice water. "Would you
like more water, sir?" the waitress asked politely, oblivious to the
nudity of the girls.
"Yeah, I'll take the whole pitcher," Jeff said, and seized it from
the waitress' tray. He poured its contents over Susie's remaining
breast.
"OOOH! Jeff!" Susie cried, stiffening once more. No sooner had
Jeff washed down Susie's cleavage (though, in fact, some remnants of
spaghetti were still to be seen), than he turned to Melanie. Each of the
16-year-old's upthrust breasts were drenched with water, causing her
to squeal and sit up very straight. Then Jeff beckoned Anna, who came
around from behind him to kneel between his spread thighs and receive
her tribute.
"Don't pee on me," Anna pleaded.
"That would get the spaghetti off quite well," Jeff said, holding
the pitcher above her. But he relented from peeing and doused Anna's
breasts with water instead. Anna wrenched upward at the first splash
of the cold water. Then, unlike the other girls, she lifted her hands to
cup her breasts and hold them firmly under the flow. It looked as if she
were offering her breasts to Jeff. Perhaps she was.
Jeff set down the pitcher on the table. It was nearly empty now.
He grasped Susie and Melanie by their long hair. He rose, pulling them
to their feet with him.
"Perhaps a more private place would be best for what remains,"
Jeff said, glancing down at Susie's spaghetti laden bikini panties.
Susie wanted to protest, but knew it was futile. This boy was tough.
He had her by the hair and looked as if nothing would make him let go.
Susie wondered if he would be rough with her.
"You too," Jeff said to Anna. Meekly the young woman rose. Was
Anna's submissiveness affected, Susie wondered. Regardless, it served
to make Jeff even more dominant. He turned and drove Melanie and
Susie toward the back of the restaurant, his hands planted firmly in
their hair. Anna followed.
A hallway was gained, and Jeff guided the girls firmly down it to
an open door. He pushed the girls inside. Anna walked in behind him,
and quietly closed the door. Susie saw that they were in a room with a
hot tub.
Jeff reached down and untied the strings of Susie's bikini panties.
The thin material fell away, leaving her pubis bare. Susie watched as a
large clump of spaghetti fell to her feet. At last she was rid of the
awful stuff! Jeff turned to Melanie, and undid her bottoms as well.
Susie, without any prompting, stepped into the hot tub. Its water
was deliciously warm. With a sigh she sank down into its depths. She
gazed down at her breasts. They floated happily upon the surface.
Susie began splashing water over her mammaries, cleansing them of
the last stains of spaghetti. Melanie slipped into the tub beside her.
Susie looked up. Anna had just lost her panties and was now
helping Jeff out of his trunks. A moment later and both of them
stepped hand-in-hand into the tub. Did Jeff like her better, Susie
wondered, because he had taken off her panties first? Or did he like
Anna best, because he had saved her for last? Or, like an ancient Greek
text, was the best part Melanie, in the middle?
The three girls sat in the hot tub. Their breasts bobbed on the
surface, like great white whales feeding lazily on plankton. Melanie
snuggled against Jeff, as if the man were her long lost father. Anna sat
looking expectantly at him, and Susie thought she sensed the young
woman's hand stealing to his penis.
"What do you have planned for us?" Anna asked boldly. Jeff
shifted slightly, unexpectedly. Anna's hand had found his dick. Silently
Susie cursed Anna for her forwardness.
Jeff raised both his hands and cupped the shoulders of Melanie and
Anna. "What I have planned for you girls requires a place more private
than this," Jeff said. He extended his arm and grasped Susie by her
blonde locks. He fingered her silky dry hair for a moment and then
pulled her close with it.
"C'mere, you're included in this too," Jeff said to Susie. He pulled
her around Melanie and nestled her right between his legs. Susie
perched the edge of her bottom on one of his thighs. The man was very
handsome. She wondered if he was stiff now. Her hand floated toward
the juncture of his thighs and found Anna there. Melanie's hand bumped
Susie's. A moment later and all three girls had clasped Jeff's rod. It
stood erect now, long and throbbing.
"What do you mean, too public?" Anna asked. "Aren't you eager to
make us take you?"
"I like your attitude," Jeff said to Anna. He slipped his fingers
under her chin and lifted it. He kissed her forcefully on the lips. When
their faces finally parted their eyes were glowing at each other.
Jeff turned his attention to Susie. "Such fine breasts," he said,
though indeed Susie thought hers no better than those of her
companions. Did Jeff? He grasped her floating boobies firmly, almost
roughly. He squeezed them hard. Susie felt herself growing breathless.
Was she excited by this man's tough treatment of her? He ran his
thumbs over her erect nipples as he held her cleavage. Then he released
her breasts and took her nipples between each of his thumbs and index
fingers. He tugged firmly upon them, pulling them, stretching them to
the breaking point. Susie looked down at her imprisoned nipples. Jeff
continued to yank on them, then let them relax, then yanked on them
again.
"I want to give you girls more than just a fucking," Jeff said with
lust in his voice. "I want to give you an experience that tests the very
limits of your young bodies. I intend to work you, to drive you to the
very edge of your endurance, and beyond. You will comply with my
desires, won't you?" Jeff asked. His eyes burned into Susie's. His
fingers pulled upon the little buds of her teats.
"Y-Yes, sir," Susie gulped.
"Sit closer," Jeff commanded Susie. "I want you right up against
me. Loop your arms around my neck." Susie obeyed, being dragged in by
the nipples against Jeff. Her arms slipped up over his broad shoulders.
"Spread your legs," Jeff said to Susie. He let go of her nipples and
forcibly parted her thighs. Susie found her pussy pressed up against
Jeff's stomach. Her legs were lifted, in part with the help of the girls,
and made to clasp Jeff's hips. Susie felt the length of Jeff's penis
bump up against the juncture of her thighs, extending all the way from
her labia back to the crevice between the cheeks of her ass.
"I should fuck you right now," Jeff said to Susie. "I know you
want to resist, but I intend to break your spirit." He turned to Melanie.
He stroked her hair, his wet hand trailing through her dry locks,
moistening them where he touched. "And you, you want a daddy, don't
you?" Jeff asked. "You've missed quite a few spankings in your life.
Well, I intend to make up for every one of them." Susie found herself
relishing the man's sterness, even as she hoped he was just making it
all up. Still, it would be fun to see Melanie get a sound spanking! The
little vixen was always intruding on any man Susie found, let her be
punished for that!
"And you are nothing but a living sex doll," Jeff said, turning his
gaze to Anna. He brushed his finger across her face, wiping away a
stray droplet of water. Anna's ruby lips were parted, almost begging
for something to suck. Jeff ran his finger over her lips and then stuck
it between them. "Suck," Jeff commanded. "Suck my finger like you are
going to suck my cock. I know you're no innocent when it comes to
decadent sex. You love it, don't you? Well, you'll really be given
something to love by me. You'll be trained in entirely new ways to
bring pleasure to a man." Anna sucked dutifully upon Jeff's finger a
moment more, then lifted a hand to her mouth.
"You wish to speak?" Jeff asked. "Sex toys aren't known for
speaking. Usually they're too busy with other things." But he let her
draw his finger from her mouth.
"You're quite a talker," Anna said. Steam almost seemed to rise
from her sensuous features as she spoke. "But I doubt you can deliver."
"You doubt the Almighty Jeff?" Jeff asked. The girls tittered.
Jeff rose suddenly from the water. It fell from his hairy body in
glittering shards. Susie, having been cast from his lap, fell backward.
Her head splashed into the water, soaking her hair.
"Come, vixens," Jeff said. He extended a hand to Anna, who
gracefully accepted it and rose from the pool. Jeff was less of a
gentleman with Melanie, whom he lifted almost bodily with one arm
from the tub. The girl looked almost like a hooked fish as her
wriggling, nude body was drawn out.
When both Anna and Melanie had gained dry ground Jeff leaned
forward to grasp Susie. The girl ducked beneath the surface to elude
him, but her hair, traitorously, floated still upon the water. Jeff
grabbed a handful of it and pulled Susie upward by her blonde mane.
"O.K.! O.K!" Susie cried, not wanting to be pulled by her hair. Jeff
held the girl's hair as she stepped as daintily as possible from the pool.
She bumped up against the head of Jeff's penis as she gained the floor.
Jeff took one of Melanie and Susie's hands in one of his own, as if
the girls were a pair of fresh shrimp that he had just caught. With his
other hand he took both of Anna's. "Come girls, let's see if we can find
us a boat and steal back to shore," Jeff said.
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