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IDK My BFF...(Not So Short Story)
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IDK My BFF...(Not So Short Story) Stumbling forward she laughs even as her hands hit the rocky trail and tear open. Resting there for a moment her laughter still ringing through the trees. "Good thing we weren't hunting or anything covert, cuz you would have just alerted five counties." Zack laughed at her as she felt his strong hands curl around her waist and help her to her feet. "Hey, I resemble that remark DORK. Wasn't my idea to cut of the regular trail and rough it." she tease back. "YOU LEAD, SIR SMART ASS, but watch that first step its a bitch." Waving her hand in front of her mockingly she motions for him to<b> take the lead </font></b>and brushes her hands off on seat of her shorts. Giggling as he passed she plants the sole of her boot to his ass a gives him a soft kick, and jumps back. He didn't even stumble but cast her a playful look and continued up the hill, the bottom of his pack hitting him high on his hips. Lucky Him, she thinks to herself as she wiggles. Her own pack resting low on her hips, and with her sleeping roll, it covered her ass completely and hit the top of her thighs. Watching him walk away, a soft smile curls her lips, damn if he didn't have an excellent body. His ass was nicely curved and full, and his legs, his thighs were large and strong, as he climbed higher she could see each muscle work and strain, his calves curved and toned. Shaking her head she falls in behind him, He's like a brother, her mind races. They had known each other a very long time and had been great friends from the start, nothing had ever happened between them romantically, and really the thought had never crept into her mind, until just a moment ago, watching him move. Yes, under other circumstances she would be attracted to him intensely, but he was like her brother, he was her best friend. Oh Bullshit Ronnie, you're attracted to him right now. she murmurs under her breath. "WHAT???" He calls back to her causing her to jump back to reality. "I said move your ass old man. We won't ever make camp at this rate." dropping her head back she starts laughing again, not noticing that he had stopped she walks right into him. With a thud against him she looks up and smiles as he mouths "KLUTZ" to her. She hadn't even noticed his hands had come to rest against her shoulders to steady them both. Biting her bottom lip, trying to hold thoughts that were creeping into her mind at this moment staring into the pools of blue, his eyes held. Leaning in quickly he kisses her forehead, while his hands travel down her arms. Gathering up her left hand he entwines their fingers together and starts walking again and laughs. "This should help you keep up and keep you up." Echoing his laughter with her own, she curls her fingers to his and follows him until she's at his side. Climbing together they exchange a bit of chitchat and banter. Stepping into a small clearing they both snap their heads and look to each other and smile. "Perfect" she says as he drops her hand. Looking about she scouts where they are and what is around them. The sun was telling her it was late afternoon, she'd put it at about 6pm, so they had found this spot just in time to set up camp and make a fire for dinner. Glancing about more she places the fire pit and pitches the tents in her mind, even as Zack starts setting up the pit exactly where she would have put it. Smiling, Great Minds, she thinks as she watches him for a moment and steps out of the clearing to gather some kindling and fuel for the fire pit. Passing a huge boulder she notes that it isn't jagged in the least and looks as if it had been tumbled in the water for a very long time. It wasn't grey or brown like most of the rocks and boulders in the area, and the setting sun gave it an almost shimmering hue against the backdrop of the woods. Her arms full and heavy with fire fuel, she turns to head back to camp, careful with her footing as she walks. Her gaze down she didn't notice that she had been being watched as she gathered her bounty. That her observer was enthralled completely with her every movement, that his thoughts were far from friendly and that just like she had never even thought of a romantic union between them, until now. Also, just like she was lying to himself about not thinking about them locked in an embrace, a shared kiss, their bodies warm and slick from making love. No, each of them was content with the friendship they had, and both were afraid to lose the best friend they couldn't live without. Spinning on his heel as she comes closer, Zack hurries back to the pit, setting the last of the rocks in place. "Took you long enough." he teases her. Dropping the wood at his feet...she toys back, "Well now, where's my dinner?" Walking away before he can retaliate she starts to pitch her tent as Zack builds the fire. Her mind still on him, well more on them, she thinks about all the times they have found themselves bailing each other out, the hours of laughter and the long list of exes they both have been through. Tying down the last tie, she looks back over her shoulder and smiles..."Suns going down Old Man where you think you're sleeping if you don't pitch your tent?" she teases, struggling to hear his mumble. Walking back towards him she cant's her head and smiles. "What?" she asks. Only to hear the quick, Nothing from him. Winking at him, she places her hand over his and sucks in a ragged breath at the slight touch of his skin. "Here let me finish dinner while you get your tent up and set. Would hate to have you out in the elements, tonight." she teases. "I'll just sleep in your tent, then." his voice not hiding the hint of want in it. Blinking rapidly, she pulls the skillet from his hand and busies herself with the meal, he had started, without a word to his comment. She couldn't comment, her mind was racing and his words had hit her hard. Zack stood there for a long while watching her flit about, and wondered exactly what he had said that caused her distress. Shaking his head, while setting up his tent he smiles in the fact that his arousal to her was totally unnoticed. She was stunningly gorgeous, he had always noticed that. Her long dark hair, that he noticed several times in the sun had a lot of red in it, that she seemed to lately have pulled back most of the time. It looked so perfect when it was flowing about her face, shoulders and waist, he just wanted to loosen it now and let it fall. Her body, made him ache today, it wasn't that he hadn't noticed it before, but something about today was different. Her shorts seemed to sit like a crown at the top of her thighs, and her t-shirt hugged her breasts and ribs like a soft second skin. There was another thing, her skin...was always soft and smelled so sweet when they would touch, or she was near. He could only imagine how soft her lips were, and he thought of them every time she flashed one of those brilliant smiles. Feeling the tightness of his shorts again he shakes his head, and looks up. Oh Dear God, he moans softly at the sight of her bending over to gather up the skillet from the fire. Deciding it best to hold off from heading over there he slips into his tent and buries his face into his arms, breathing deeply. The quiet night was creeping in on her quickly, but dinner was done and she found herself alone. Casting a glance back over her shoulder she sees his feet at the end of his tent. Contemplating for a moment going to him and letting him know that it was ready, she decides to leave him be. If he was tired then he should sleep, if he wanted time to himself then that is what he would have. Grabbing a slice of the meat she rolls it into some bread and heads to the large boulder. Settling back on it she sucks in a sharp breath, as her bare legs rest against the cold, hard stone, she finishes her makeshift meal. Watching Zack exit his tent she smiles as he grabs some food too. Leaning back she lays on the boulder, bringing her feet up to rest upon it too as she watches the stars. The night was beautiful and the sky was brilliantly lit with stars. She loved how being away from the city lights cleared the sky, and you could see forever in the starry abyss. The soft crunch of branches pull her down of her shinning star, she stills her breathing. "Beautiful." was all he said, and she responded in kind.."Yes, it is. Isn't it?" "I was talking about you, but yes I do see to where you would pale by comparison to the night sky." laughing wholeheartedly he sits down next to her. Feeling a surge of something in her she leans up and turns to him. "I am sure I do, nothing could be as beautiful as it is. Except maybe a sunrise on the beach of Greece." beaming a soft smile "Dinner was okay, I hope." Reaching forward to brush away a crumb from his cheek, her fingers brush slowly against his skin and warm. Her smile fading, her gaze falls to her fingers against his cheek, then to his lips. Realizing her moves had left them both open and silent her eyes dart up to his, instantly lost in the soft pools of blue sparkling back at her. His gaze showed what she was feeling too, love, desire, confusion, fear. Fear, of losing the perfect friendship that they have had for so long...fear of never knowing. "Sorry" she whispers averting her eyes and sitting up fully. Her heart was racing, every beat slamming it against the bony cage her ribs held it in. The sound of it was deafening in her ears, she was sure he could hear it too. The pressure of his forefinger under her chin, she fought she didn't want to tip her gaze to his. That meant looking at him, and he had always been able to read her like a book. "Ronnie..." he starts only to be stopped by her finger pressing to his lips. "Zack please don't, just sit quiet, it's confusing enough." gasping for breath she would swear she was drowning. Tipping her head up, she smiles biting her bottom lip as she speaks again. "Zack, you're my best friend, and I love you more than you could ever know, but I have to know and IF you talk it confuses it more." Leaning forward, she pulls her finger slowly away and replaces it with her lips. From the moment she felt the warm cushion of his lips, her heart soared and raced. It was echoing in her head, and rushing in her veins, causing her to become dizzy and a bit weak. Leaning closer to him, her lips parting at the sensation of him returning her kiss. She wanted to scream and pull back, to recoil in fear, but her need drove her on. His tongue slipping in to the softness of her mouth, dancing in a forbidden dance with her own tongue. Oh the taste of his kiss was intoxicating, and surely addictive. Sweet like a fine Merlot, rich like the finest of chocolates. Every sensation around her seemed to pale in comparison to this kiss, their first kiss. One that she had thought about many times before but would never admit to. Letting go completely she loses herself into this perfect kiss. From the moment he felt the warm cushion of her finger to his lips, his heart soared and raced. It was echoing in his head, and rushing in his veins, causing him to become dizzy and a bit weak. He was sure that she was toying with him, even though her voice seemed tormented, until he felt her lips upon his. Zack couldn't believe that the kiss he had dreamed about for so long was actually happening. She was holding back, this he could tell, even when she leaned into him more. Taking this moment to advance the kiss, he parted her lips and drove his tongue into her mouth. God was it more than he could have ever imagined. Never had his skin burned like this. Never had he felt every beat of his heart surge through him. Never had he wanted someone so bad. Never had he been so completely consumed with fear. He needed to stop this, he couldn't bear to lose her for something so perfect. Breaking the kiss that he wanted to last forever, his blue eyes look to hers full of questions and desire. Biting her bottom lip, her chin quivering as she fights to not look at him. She was terrified what she would see in those pools right now. Her head still down, forcing her voice to even form, she barely squeaks out a whisper. "I...I..." Feeling his hand against her cheek, his fingers curling under her chin, she sighs at the tender touch. "Look at me, Ronnie." he pleads. Tipping her chin upwards she hears him suck in a ragged breath and closes her eyes fighting tears at what could be coming. "Please look at me, Ronnie. You can't kiss me like that and then not look at me." his words quaking. If she hadn't known better she would think he was just as close to tears as she was. Her eyes darting open she is, but isn't shocked to see the pools of blue before her full of emotion. "You don't know how many times I..." he said breaking the silence. "have dreamed about that. I'm sorry Ronnie, but I am a man and I have. I have had many more thoughts that I am sure you don't wish to hear about." Leaning in his lips press against her forehead softly. His whisper almost lost to the night, "Thank you, for perfection, that even my dreams didn't find." Sitting there in shock at his words, she listens intently, once again wanting to scream. He had the dreams too! Shaking her head she thinks about all the time lost fighting desires, and playing with fools. This time it was he who looked away. Canting her head to the side she watches as all the emotions wash over him, and she felt each one. Hearing him once again whisper his apology, she quiets him with her delicate fingers to his lips. Smiling to him, she nearly beams..."I think this is where we started." Pulling her fingers tenderly across his lips, tracing them back and forth. They were full and soft and showing signs of a flush, as were hers she imagined. "Zack, tell me I haven't ruined our friendship?" she asks and continues. "You aren't the only one with the thoughts and desires. I have had many of my own, but can't lose you. Actually the fear was quite paralyzing." Her words trailing off into silence, there they sit for what seemed to be an eternity, just looking at each other in the chill of the night. Somewhere in the distance katydids were telling their stories, and breaking the silence, as both of them smile softly to each other. He was so close and so far at the same time, leaning forward again, she whispers against his ear, "Make Love to me, Zack. Here beneath a perfect sky...for there is no place on earth that I would rather be, than here with you." She knew that morning may hold a different light to things but right now, she wanted them to be together, and it just seemed too right. Not even realizing her hands had moved to his t-shirt let alone having removed it from him, she gazes at his bare chest and the dark hair covering it. Running her fingers up through the hair slowly, and back down her fingers rest pensively against the button of his shorts. He hadn't said anything and except for lifting his arms when she pulled at his shirt he hadn't moved. Dropping her lips to the hallow of his neck she kisses him there, breathing in his deep musky scent, and gathering her strength. "Zack???" she whispers and worries. He couldn't believe what he had just heard her say, or the fact that she was removing his shirt and her hands were ready to strip him of the rest of his clothing. She had asked him to make love to HER, did she have any idea what she was doing to him. Hell he had been erect most of the night already, but her kiss had made him harder than he ever could have imagined, and yet her words pushed him even farther. Shivering intensely at her touch, and her lips to his hot skin, he breathes deeply. The movement pressing his flesh even more firmly against her lips. He wanted to ravish her right then and now, and it was taking everything he had not to do just that. This Goddess touching him now, was asking him to worship her and worship her he would...like the Goddess he had always found her to be. Instinctively his hands come to her waist, pushing up her ribcage towards her full breasts, pulling her t-shirt with them as he does. Stopping at the soft underside of her breasts his thumbs brush tenderly over them. Letting go of her shirt his hands slip behind her, unhooking her bra, without any trouble. He had to concentrate fully now as she had returned to removing his shorts and it was all just too distracting. Placing his fingers flat against her back, where her bra had just been his hands travel back around her sides and to her breasts. Cupping them in his hands, his mind races and he nearly pants. Feeling his shorts slip down his legs and the cool night air hit his erect cock, his breathing quickens more, with anticipation. Overwhelmed with desire his tender hands turn greedy and needy, tearing her shirt and bra up over her head, and quickly turn to remove her shorts. Tipping her hips up he slips them over the curve of her rounded ass, and down her long legs. Standing before her naked under the light of the stars, he looks at her naked body. Her peaches and cream skin a contrast to the cold grey of the boulder under her. "OH DEAR GODS!" he exclaims shaking uncontrollably. "Ronnie...I...You are stunning..." his words stuck in his throat as her finger brush over his cock. Too much for him to fight he pulls her up roughly against his body, her thighs to the outside of his hips, he could feel her wetness hot against him. Sighing in relief when his hands started to move over her ribs, her worries gone, as he responded to her request and her touch. God his touch on her skin was searing her as surely the flames from the fire would should they touch her. The fiery wake his hands left in their movement made her weak. Liquid Fire was running through her veins, surging with every touch, every heart beat. His body was a glorious sight to behold beneath the starry sky, and here he was telling her she was stunning. Even the flicker of the fire seemed to cast a heavenly glow to his skin. Reaching forward her fingers brush softly against his erect cock, sending him into a frenzy. Her body moved quickly to him she reels a bit, but only until the feel of his kiss quiets her. His body was stirring the fire under her skin everywhere they touched, and his lips had just consumed hers in a deeply passionate kiss. He was claiming her now, as his. His lips devouring her kiss, his tongue twisting and turning against hers. She returned his passion and need tenfold, as her arms snaked up around his neck, curling her fingers now into his hair, pulling softly, holding him there. Sure she could take no more, she was wrong as he drives his cock into her deeply. Filling her in one fluid movement, her body tight around him as he moved. Crying out timidly, as he moved she can't help but notice the swell of her climax building already. He felt so good inside her, moving within her, even as the velvet walls held him. His kiss only added to the dizzying abyss she was falling prey to. Pressing her body back against the boulder, he hadn't intended on penetrating her yet, he wanted to worship her, and feel her climax several times over, but the need for her was too strong and her couldn't deny it anymore. He couldn't believe the sensations being inside her brought out in him, good she felt so good. Such a perfect creature, he had to question his luck at being there with her now. Resting her softly against the boulder, he breaks the kiss and moans loudly. Driving into her deeply and hard, his lust was consuming what little resolve he had left. Chiding himself a bit he knew she couldn't be as close to cumming as he was and he wanted her to orgasm too. But he couldn't control it this time, ramming deeper and deeper into her, he was shocked to feel her body trembling under him. Maybe he was wrong about her not being as close as he was. "Ronnnnnie, oh GOD." he growls out and shakes. Her name on his lips was just too much, she had never felt like this before. Normally she needed lots of foreplay and slow, tender touches to bring her this close to orgasm, but this was different. Each time he drove into her, she felt the storm wash over her more. It was eating away at her, pulling her deeper into it. Every stroke hitting against the core of her soul, or her being. Arching up into him, her hips grind to his. Meeting him hard and deep with each thrust, her body shakes and trembles. With a sudden rush of energy and light her orgasm envelops her flooding her with sensation. Every nerve tingling and over sensitive she feels him spill into her. Splashing against the walls of her womb, coating her and mixing with her own sweet nectars. Trembling against him as he comes to rest against her body, she releases her breath slowly. Trembling together naked beneath the eyes of the stars, it all was in perfect harmony. In a seconds notice she feels his strong arms under her, lifting her effortlessly from the boulder. Cradled in his arms she coils hers around his neck, planting tender kisses to his cheeks and lips. "Now My Goddess, with the intense hunger satisfied, I shall worship you with everything I am." he purrs to her. Ducking down to step into her tent, he places her upon her bed roll, and climbs in after her. Zipping the door flap closed, his eyes and attention turn back to her. The flicker of the fire was still casting shadows behind him and she couldn't help but notice how his muscles glistened and still shook. Her gaze traveling up his body, stopping briefly she lingers upon his lips, and smiles as a shiver radiates through her body. Casting ever so slowly up to his baby blues, she knows at a glance that her eyes mirror what is in his. Lust, passion, love, caring, need, and yes still fear. Fitting her delicate hands to his face, she guides his lips towards hers. Her thumbs rolling tenderly over the warm fullness of his lips, before covering both her thumbs and his lips. Pressing her thumbs between them, the hot moist cavern of his mouth teases her thumbs, the rush of his breath across her lips tingles and excites. Pulling her hands free of his mouth, they slip to rest above his ears. Her mouth consuming his, drinking of his kiss as if she were sustaining a life force. A slow rhythmical dance of their fleshy tongues. The kiss craving to be more, his lips crush to hers, his tongue searching for each soft spot in her mouth. Suckling his tongue gently she holds it steady and opens her eyes and waits for his to open. Her deep brown eyes were dreamy and lustful, hiding nothing from this man who held her. Freeing his tongue he pulls back and kisses each eyelid in turn, then her cheeks, pecks her lips and softly continues to her chin, her ear and her neck. Her neck he gives the added pleasure of his teeth biting into her flesh, and she can't control the moan that escapes her or the fact she is all but squirming under him. Growling against her neck "Be still Goddess!" she fights to do just that, but his hands are moving up her thighs, his lips moving slowly down her body, stopping to shower each breast with kisses, and each nipple with a tease of his tongue, teeth and lips. Sucking in short breaths she does the only thing she can do, her fingers delicate to his hair, curl and tighten, and she relaxes back, or attempts to, and just enjoys him enjoying her. Though she was completely unsure just how much of this she could take. Feeling her relax to his touch, he smiles against her pale skin, and resumes dragging his hands up her thighs. Stopping, bringing one hand back down to the underside of her knee he lifts her leg upwards, urging her to bend the knee and plant her foot wide. Content that she had done this he repeats with the other leg, all the while his mouth was so enjoying teasing and tasting each nipple, biting occasionally to feel her tense under him. God he could smell her femininity, and feel the heat rising from her, and he wanted to be inside her again right now. "No," he thought "This time, this time is slow and intense her body screaming for more." Every thought he had had was her, her body and pleasing her, and by God he was going to do so. His hands having reached the tops of her thighs, rest there, his thumbs brushing against and up the soft outer lips, so sweetly scented and shaved. They were still moist from the love making on the boulder, and were becoming more so as he continued to touch her. Sitting back a bit, he wanted to watch her face when he moved next. Placing two fingers at the top of her soft folds he slowly presses them between them, running his fingers over her clit and then pressing down further slipping them inside her. Instantly he felt her muscles tighten around his fingers, and it was nearly his undoing. Holding them there steady for a moment his eyes wash over her face, her big brown eyes were closed and she had sucked up her bottom lip and was biting it. He couldn't help the smile that curled his lips or the fact that his heart seemed to skip a beat at the sight. Stroking his fingers a bit inside her, wetting them with the silky nectars within her, her probes a bit deeper each time. Her hips tipping slightly with each movement of his hand. Curling the fingers inside her he reaches deep inside her, his thumb coming to rest upon her clit, bumping it slightly, tapping it with a tender beat, and pressing circles against it. His fingers were searching for something, but in their search they were driving her closer and closer to the edge of euphoria. Moaning himself at the feel of the soft spongy bounty, he strokes it feeling it respond to his slightest touch or variance. Her G-Spot was already swollen and responsive, pressing against it the two fingers alternate their sensations through her. The tiny muscles inside her constricting even tighter around his fingers, and her breathing was short and erratic. He didn't want her to release yet. Stopping all movements, his hands and body remain where they are, watching her struggle to stay composed he smiles and kisses her tummy. Her breathing slowed and her body her own again, she sighs deeply. Feeling his kiss to her tummy she nearly jumps, as if this tender gesture sends ripples through her. His mouth was moving...Oh Dear Gods, she thinks as her mind races. Feeling the warm of his breath was over her clit and his thumb she sucks in a deep ragged breath. Gathering up her bottom lip again only to feel his tongue replace his thumb on her clit, pressing tiny curls into it. Tasting her, teasing her...tiny circles giving way to long, leisurely licks from the base of his fingers back to her clit, then to circles again. Bucking against his lips when he sucked her clit between his lips and teeth...flicking his tongue over it rapidly, and began moving his fingers again. It was all too much for her as the inky dark waves crashed against her and pulled her down into their depths. "OH GOD ZACK, PLEASE!!!" she cried trying to hold back. Only to be answered by his mouth and fingers working more aggressively to bring her into the euphoric depths she fought. "Ronnie, please don't hold back, share with me...share it all, cum for me Babe, don't fight it, please." he whispered tenderly against her clit. Spinning the downward spiral even faster. Her body tensed and arched, her lip bruising between her teeth, she rocks against his fingers. Her legs were trembling, every muscles in her body was tight and screaming, ever fiber of her being was clinging to his every movement, his every breath. Even her delicate hands were balled up and tight around the folds of her bedroll, grasping and releasing the softness. Jerking deeply, her breath caught in her throat, she forces it out with a scream...his name coming from her lips loud and intense. Her head rolling side to side, her moans filling the chilled night air with a feral need. With a tender kiss to her clit, she drowns in the storm within. The velvet wall inside her spasm and constrict rapidly around his fingers, her body arches and falls, her moans catch in her chest and she trembles. Feeling her body rush with release his fingers move rapidly to prolong her orgasm. Silky with the sweetness of her nectars, his fingers glide easily and move back and forth, pulling free of her, his lips covering her fully with his mouth...in an intimate kiss of her pussy. Pushing his tongue into her and then back out to her clit he shakes feeling her coat his tongue and almost cums himself. Feeding upon her, his moans against her causing her to tremble more. He wasn't sure, but it he was right she had had another small orgasm while he was enjoying the first one upon his tongue and lips. The mere thought too much for him to handle. Slipping his lips from their frenzied feeding he kisses her tummy again and moves his hips up between her thighs. Feeling the heat of her pussy so close to his hard cock, its his turn to breath ragged and fight for control. His hands gripping her hips firmly holding her as he presses his cock into her, slowly feeding every inch into her. Struggling to not just let go and fuck her hard and deep, he pulls out and slides back in, his moans increasing in intensity as he moved. Feeling her leg lay flat next to his thigh his eyes dart open, only to see her arms come up at him and curl around his neck, pulling him to her. She could tell he was holding back and he was trembling. She was still trembling herself from letting go to his expert loving of her. Slipping her leg flat, she pulls him in and kisses him, and in one brazen, fluid movement rolls him to be under her. His cock cradled inside her as she did so. She couldn't fight the smile her lips curled into or the fact her heart seemed to skip a beat. Crying out at the sudden change of pressure inside her, as she straddled him. His cock buried as deep into her as it could be. Gathering up his hands she links her fingers in his and presses against them, rocking and rolling his cock deeper and deeper into her. Riding him, slow and deep...each movement his eyes locked on hers. Her breathing turning to short and throaty, as did her movements upon his cock. Leaning forward her hips raising more they gyrate quickly over him. His body tensing under her, his breathing matching her own, he sucks in a deep breath and groans loudly. Shuddering in release his seed once again spills into her coating her. With a quick jerk her body trembles and her orgasm mixes with his. Quaking uncontrollably, her eyes dart to his even as tears spill from her eyes. This release consumed her and released her completely from self-imposed restraint of feeling, emotion and pleasure. His arms coming up around her pulling her to his chest he kisses her forehead tenderly and holds her close. Both of them noting the perfect melding of their heartbeats and breathing. Softly lulled to sleep, there they lay, naked, entwined and illuminated by the dying embers of the fire. Her every curve filling the dips and plains of his body...like two pieces of a puzzle reunited to complete the perfection. |
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