337 – Underwear Shopping Part 3

I stood outside the boutique clutching my purchase and looked across at the empty seats outside the coffee shop, there was only one lady sitting outside enjoying the sunshine and as Carol came out with her coffee she saw me lingering, she gave me a warm smile and beckoned me over, I still had plenty of time so decided to kill some of it with Carols eye candy..
“Take a seat please sir, I’m just putting Mrs Morgan’s soup order through and I’ll be with you” she said excitedly as she heaved her little chest out, obviously pleased to see me again..

So this was Mrs Morgan who was waiting for her package to come, the posh lady and she was ordering the soup of the day, I sat myself down at the adjoining table and the posh lady looked up and smiled acknowledging my presence, she was very prim and proper with her hair tied in a ponytail and little glasses which she kept looking over the top of as she surveyed her surroundings..

She was a slim woman probably mid to late 50’s who obviously had a good upbringing judging by the way she spoke and was neatly dressed in a white blouse and a plaid skirt cut just above the knee and her tanned legs showed she liked the sunshine.. “Lovely day for it isn’t it young man” she said politely as she sipped on her coffee and as I sat down facing in her direction I figured it was only polite to respond.. “Yes it is Miss, another scorcher” I replied as I flapped out my half unbuttoned shirt to get some air flow and could hear her mumbling under her breath, I had no idea what she was saying and luckily Carol came back out to save the day.. “You’re soup is being freshly made for you Mrs Morgan, it won’t be long” she said softly as she stood at her table with her back to me showing off her lovely denim clad arse..

“That’s good my dear, no rush at all.. serve this lovely young gentleman, I’m waiting to see a package you know” she said in her upper crust voice and I could just see that she was looking over her glasses directly at Carols crotch..
As my lovely young waitress turned around she looked at me with a screwed up face and it did t take me long to realise that our Mrs Morgan was a sandwich short of a picnic confirmed when Carol mouthed the words ‘crazy woman’ to me which I totally understood.. at least it should make my lunchtime interesting..

“Glad you could make it back sir, did you achieve your goals with Sue” she asked as she stood quite close with her notebook in her hand ready to take my order, I noticed the tightness in her crotch and the fact that she didn’t seem to mind me looking but what was interesting was that with the crazy lady behind her I could see her looking over her glasses focusing her gaze on her perfectly shaped arse..
“Yes I did, mission accomplished” I replied with a smile and straight away I could feel the chemistry between us, my trackies were beginning to move..

“That’s great sir, Coffee?” she asked and I nodded my head.. “And can I interest you in the soup of the day.. it’s being specially made as we speak” she asked without telling me the flavour and I figured that if Mrs M was having one it is probably good.. “What soup is it?” I asked as I briefly looked up at Carol.. “It’s cream of Cockerel sir, it’s very tasty, full of goodness.. shall I put you down for one” she asked and again I could feel my trackies starting to respond at the thought of what might be in the soup of the day.. the crazy woman overheard our conversation and decided to chip in.. “Oh it’s very good, very creamy and a little bit salty, it slides down the throat very easily.. I always like to have it if it’s on the menu.. if you’re really lucky they’ll make it fresh for you.. very nice people here” she said confirming how good the soup was..

“Thank you Mrs Morgan” Carol said with a humorous smile and I told her to put me down for one and as she walked away my crazy lunch companion at the next table saw me looking at Carols fine arse.. “She’s such a lovely girl you know.. (she saw me flapping at my shirt again).. why don’t you just undo the shirt and let the air get to you.. not often I have a nice boy to look at” she said with a little giggle and I knew she was making sense so I popped open the last two buttons under the watchful gaze of the crazy woman.. “That’s better isn’t it.. let the air get to you.. nice package there too, what’s inside” she said which made me gasp at her blatant openness until I realised she was taking about my purchase from Sue’s boutique however she was looking over her glasses and my slightly bulging trackies were in her direct eye line, easy mistake to make..

“Oh just some underwear I’ve bought for my mother and little sister” I said as the old woman smiled at me looking at the package on the table or maybe beyond, you never can tell where there eyes are focused but I was conscious that my bulge was growing.. Carol again saved the day as she came out with my coffee on a tray with a bowl of sugar and a little jug of cream which she carefully placed on the table.. “Your soups will be coming very soon, they’re still being prepared, my father, brother and a couple of his friends are in there now beating the meat, all hands are on dick.. I mean deck.. so sorry for the delay” Carol said with a totally straight face to both of us as she turned slightly and smiled.. I was in no rush and it didn’t look like the crazy woman was either..

The problem was that I was now imagining these guys in there beating their meat and gave Carol a knowingly glance.. “Oh yes, you have to **** the meat to get the juices out you know, it’s a very skilled job so I’m told, I’m sure it’ll be well worth waiting for.. I’ve got a nice young man to keep me company” Mrs M said in her impeccable voice as she gave me a smile looking over her glasses focusing her eyes on my open shirt which gave Carol cause to look down at me.. “Yes he is Mrs Morgan, be gentle with him though, it’s his first time up here, I’m so hoping he comes again” Carol said as she glanced down my chest to my belly seeing a slight bulge appearing in my trackies not helped by all the innuendos flying about.. “Oh I’m sure I’ll come again ladies, the views are stunning and the food so tasty, I’m sure I’ll be up for it again soon” I said joining in the fun as I focused my eyes on Carols crotch again which even made my new crazy friend smile..

“Always good views here young man, it’s what makes the place interesting” she said as she glanced across at me with her eyes dropping down to my lap, this wasn’t helping as the added attention was making it grow..

“I think you’ve found another new friend here sir” Carol said with a chuckle joining in the conversation which in the absence of any other customers was fine, I knew she was just being friendly as she should be but she was standing so damn close to me that I could almost smell the musky scent from between her legs, I knew she was teasing me and at one point even had her hand on my shoulder seemingly inching my shirt back which my new crazy friend quickly picked up on, I was still trying to work the old woman out.. “Oooh I say.. is it me or is it getting hotter.. such a nice young man” she said with a hint of excitement in her posh voice as Carol playfully eased my shirt off of my shoulder..

“Definitely getting hotter Mrs Morgan, I can feel the heat” she said softly as she ran her hand across the back of my neck to the other shoulder and her touch was so soft I was starting to lose control of my arousal which was now plain to see.. “We don’t mind topless patrons do we Mrs Morgan” she said as my shirt slipped down my back, the crazy woman’s eyes lit up and she bowed her head to look over her glasses with a big smile on her face, “Oh my word, and such nice bone structure too, good bone structure is so very important in a growing lad.. nice of you to share” she said excitedly and I could definitely see where her eyes were focused, Carol thought it was highly hilarious when she saw my growing boner moving inside my trackies.. “Oh yes, definitely good bone structure.. let me go check on your soup” she said as she slowly turned around showing off her wonderful arse again and as she walked away leaving me topless in the presence of some crazy posh woman I couldn’t help but feel excited, my growing bulge was testament to that..

Mrs Morgan seemed infatuated and held her gaze trying not to make it look too obvious and as I had a quick glance under the table I noticed that her knees had parted a little and although I couldn’t see too far up her skirt I did see a little more of her tanned thighs and for a brief moment there was an awkward silence as we both took sips of our coffee..

“Do you like sports? You certainly look like you keep fit, nice firm muscles I see” she said totally out of the blue but it did give her another excuse to ogle at my body which seemed to please her and take her mind off the delay with the soup.. “Yes Miss, I do like to keep fit and thank you so much for noticing” I replied with a cheeky grin like I was giving her the green light to monitor my efforts of teasing her, this was turning into an exciting game and my cock was starting to get harder and more visible..

“Oh you’re so very welcome, you have some stand out features that are hard to ignore, very pleasing if you don’t mind me saying” she said still looking over her glasses at me and with us being on different tables I decided to invite her over to join me, worst case scenario is she’ll have a better view point..
“That’s very nice of you to say Mrs Morgan, always nice to get compliments.. I’m Mikie by the way.. why don’t you come over and join me, we can eat lunch together” I said enthusiastically as we waited for an update on our lunch..

Mrs M looked surprised at my suggestion but was more than happy to accept.. “You know Michael, that’s not a bad idea.. saves having to shout and I am a bit harder of hearing, it’s an age thing you know” she said as she stood herself up and straightened her clothes and for the first time I got to see her slim and slender body, not bad for a crazy woman old enough to be my grandmother..
She was a little unsteady on her feet and held on to the table as she inched herself across towards me and as she tentatively sat down she eased up her skirt a little and as she sat down her skirt had ridden up showing far more thigh than I would expect from a woman her age, it was nice though..

“Ah.. that’s better.. I can see you now” she said as she got herself comfortable in her chair and just then Carol returned with her swanky little walk and quickly got the lady’s coffee placing it in front of her.. “Oh that’s a good idea.. more cozy now and I only have one table to wait on.. the soup is coming, they’re just adding the finishing touches to it now” she said cheerfully and I noticed her looking down at my lap, it was a waste of time trying to hide it now anyways.. “Oh good to see that you’re up for it sir” she said and a little bell rang signalling our lunches were ready.. “Be right back” she said as she quickly scurried away in excitement.. Mrs M and I looked at each other somewhat relieved and as Carol returned with a tray our excitement grew..

“Here you go guys, thank you so much for your patience.. I’m sure it’ll be worth the wait.. enjoy” she said excitedly as she put the two bowls of soup on the table together with napkins and freshly cut bread.. we both looked down at the slightly off white creamy substance in the bowls and I saw Mrs M licking her lips as she picked up her spoon..
We both gave it a little stir as Carol stood quietly with her legs slightly parted waiting for our opinions, we both simultaneously took a spoonful into our mouths and while I savoured the unique taste Mrs M was first to react..

“This is very nice young lady, just the right consistency, maybe a little salty but that just adds to the very unique flavour.. (she swallowed).. and it just slides down the throat.. compliments to the boys that produced this masterpiece” she said very excitingly as she took another spoonful.. Carol looked pleased and as I swallowed my first mouthful I felt I had to substantiate her comments.. “Oh god yes, this is awesome Carol, just the right temperature too and very easy to digest.. what soup is it again?” I asked fully knowing the answer but thought it would be fun to ask..

I turned my head looking at her tight cameltoe while Mrs M looked over her glasses waiting for her response but seemingly knew the answer.. “Cream of cock something isn’t it dear” she blurted out which nearly made me choke and caused Carol to s****** under her breath.. it was certainly cream of cock that’s for sure and I wondered if the crazy old woman actually realised how correct she was, I seriously doubted it but then again, I’ve been wrong before and this was certainly a weird and crazy part of town..
“Yes Mrs Morgan, you’re absolutely right, well done” she replied giving me a wink as we both tucked into our what was essentially cum soup..

I think Carol was aware that I’d worked out there secret recipe and kept smiling as each spoonful was carefully digested, “I haven’t tasted anything this good in many a year.. you’ll have to give me the recipe dear” Mrs M said to our pretty young waitress as she savoured every mouthful and was very quick to finish her bowl finishing off by taking the fresh bread and wiping it completely clean.. I don’t know if it was watching her obvious naivety or the taste of the soup but I was certainly getting a very proud and erect boner underneath my trackies which Carol couldn’t fail to notice, “So glad you’re enjoying it too sir, I can clearly see that you’ve risen to the occasion, can I get you guys another coffee to wash it all down?” she said smiling as she took our empty bowls away, we both agreed that would be a great idea.. “Can I tempt you with extra thick cream?” she asked with a cheeky grin and Mrs M looked up over the top of her glasses.. “Mmm.. that sounds grand, yes please” she replied as I also nodded my head in approval..

Carol took the dishes away to get a fresh coffee and Mrs M, who looked totally contented, reached out and put her hand on my knee..
“That was an awesome lunch Michael, I’m so full now.. can I be so prudent as to ask you a big favour” she said with a serious look on her face as I looked down at her hand on my knee, I’m sure it was just a sign of endearment.. “Sure Mrs Morgan, what can I do for you?” I asked not knowing what she wanted, in a way that was a very open statement and I was kinda dreading her request, she looked a bit hesitant but took a deep breath..

“Would you be so kind as to help me home, I live just down the street but I have to climb a narrow stairway and my leg is playing up, I’d be ever so grateful Michael, I’m sure a Good Samaritan like you won’t mind helping an old lady..” she asked and I was pleasantly surprised at her request.. she squeezed my knee in pending appreciation and in all honesty her request was a no brainer.. “Of course I’ll help you Mrs M, I’d be only to glad to get you settled and comfortable before I head home, no problem at all” I said excitedly and I couldn’t see the relief on her face as she gave my leg another squeeze subconsciously easing it up to my thigh..

“Oh that’s so kind of you Michael, you’re so sweet, I’m so scared of falling back on the stairs and it’ll be comforting knowing that you’re close up behind me.. thank you so much” she said as she finally moved her hand away, it was the least I could do for her.. Crazy, yes but she was also very sweet..
Carol came out with the bill and it didn’t take us long to finish our coffees and as I stood up to help Mrs Morgan out of her chair Carol had to smile at my rather visible flagpole sticking out the front of my trackies, “You be careful with that sir” she said with a laugh as Mrs M held on to my arm for the short walk to her apartment..

As we opened the entrance door we were confronted with quite a narrow staircase that led up to Mrs Morgan’s apartment, it was all self contained but I have to say it was pretty steep and for a woman with a dodgy leg it would be some accomplishment for her to do it unaided, she did explain that 90% of the time it’s fine but today her leg was playing up on her.. “How do you want to do this Mrs M, what works best for you?” I asked as we stood at the foot of the stairs looking up, I was standing right behind her not quite knowing what to do..

“Well dear, this is a bit embarrassing actually, I knew I shouldn’t have worn such a tight skirt.. if you can just be behind me so I don’t fall, I’m sure I can do one step at a time.. it’s so difficult really” she said in a slightly painful tone and I was aghast as she hitched up her skirt almost to her panties which made me raise my eyebrows.. “So sorry dear but it gives me leg movement.. this is so embarrassing” she said as she prepared to hold on to the side bannisters in an effort to hoist herself up.. I reached out grabbing her hips for support and inadvertently raised her skirt an inch or two further up which then showed off the back of her red silky knickers, “Oh I’m so sorry Miss, let’s get you upstairs shall we” I said as she tried painfully to get up the first step, I do t think she was too worried about her dignity at this point as two steps up she needed to take a breather as her legs wobbled.. “Maybe if you widen your stance a bit Miss, you’ll get better balance, don’t worry.. I’ve got you” I said reassuringly as I kept a grip on her hips even affording myself a quick peek at her red silky underwear and as she widened her stance I got an even better view between her slim and slender legs, was this really happening to me..

“You’re such a good boy helping me like this Michael, I’m so thankful you know” she muttered as she tried to get up the next step which positioned her with her almost exposed arse right in front of my face, I couldn’t help but notice the slight bagginess in her red crotch and a few greying hairs poking out the sides, something I wasn’t expecting to see today..

My hands seemed to slip around the front of her as she gripped the banister rail and as I held on to her belly the motion pushed my face tight against her rear end which accidentally pushed her skirt further up to her waist fully exposing her bright red silky knickers with my nose pressing into her crack, she actually smelt quite fresh if I’m honest but we did find ourselves in a somewhat awkward position.. “Oh dear Michael, what must you think of me, I’m so sorry to have to put you through this, once I get up another couple of steps you’ll be able to get up closer to me, that might help” she said concerned for my welfare as I almost had her whole body weight right against my face..

Poor old girl, her skirt was up around her waist now and in an effort to assist and get a better grip on her I accidentally pulled her blouse out into the open and found my hands had pushed underneath it and I was now holding on to the bare skin of her belly, “I got ya Miss, let’s try and get up another step” I said and as she tried to pull herself up I pushed on her belly forcing my hands upwards and inside her loose fitting bra, suddenly I had hold of her bare breasts with her arse pushing harder against my face forcing my nose to dig in deeper between her slender cheeks, I couldn’t let go as she was mid-step and as I gripped her small and perky breasts which certainly felt like they’d seen better days I had to push with my face to hoist her up the next step, this wasn’t quite the help I thought I was going to give her but with my hands full of her saggy tits and my face full of her silky knickers I certainly wasn’t complaining.. “Oh dear, this is not good.. what must you think of me” she mumbled as I gave her little titties a sneaky squeeze, I couldn’t feel her nipples in my palms not that there was much stiffness involved however I wished I could say the same about me, my cock was rock solid and my trackies were starting to slip and it was only my boner that was preventing me from encountering my own embarrassing situation, and we weren’t even a quarter of the way up yet..

Mr M seemed rather flustered and we were at a point of no return as any slip or fall could have catastrophic consequences, so we both knew that we’d have to carry on..
“Take a breather dear, I can wait, I feel safe and secure” she said showing her concern for my compromising position and I didn’t want to let go of her chest and I had no real movement in my head so I stuck my tongue out in an effort to get some air.. “Oooh Michael, what was that dear.. it gave me tingles” she gasped as she felt my tongue against her moistened silky gusset which was totally unavoidable without loosening my grip somewhere.. “Sorry” I mumbled but I couldn’t speak for lack of room and as she prepared to hoist herself up another step I felt her pushing her arse back on me harder, I guess that’s the law of physics really, she knew she’d have to spring off of something and my face seemed to be the only thing available.. at least I knew that a couple more steps and I’d be able to get on the step behind her which should make it much easier..

I could see she was struggling to pull her body weight up via the banisters so I pushed my head as hard as I could and with my nose firmly wedged into her crack and my tongue frantically flicking between her legs allowing me to breath disaster almost struck, her legs seemed to wobble forcing her arse to go from side to side and she was all but sitting on my face, I could hear a panicked moan coming from above and just needed to stabilise the situation before her legs gave up completely..

I prayed that she didn’t let go of the banisters and in her frenzied movement her skirt slipped down over my head which was not a good thing as I was now completely trapped with my head tightly up her arse and n all the swaying to and fro I somehow got my teeth caught in her silky gusset and in an effort to free myself inadvertently pulled her panties down a few inches and with the waistband sitting down at the base of her arse cheeks I manage to free myself from chocking but she was still pushing back forcing my face against her now bare arse cheeks, my nose soon found its spot and with my chin now caught in the stretched waistband they slipped down a little further, I still needed to breath and as my tongue now flicked around her now free and hanging lips it seemed to make her leg spasms worse, luckily she was a woman of the church and I soon heard her mumbling to our lord for help.. “Oh god yes, give me strength god.. yes.. yes” she mumbled as I tried to figure out a way to get her moving again..

My nose was pressed hard against her sphincter and I couldn’t resist having a sneaky sniff and with my tongue frantically moving between her hanging skin folds I could actually taste the sweetness of her juices which were starting to accumulate, “Come on Miss, give it a good push” I said mumbling my words due to lack of space and I couldn’t hear her grunting and groaning as she finally made it up another step which thankfully freed my head from under her skirt, I knew I now had a bit more freedom of movement and thought that if I could get right up behind her then I’d stand a better chance..

“Now hold on tight Mrs M, I’m gonna try and manoeuvre myself up behind you, don’t whatever you do let go of the banisters” I said still mumbling.. “Ok dear, it’s not like I’m going anywhere.. you’re so kind dear” she said as she gasped for air and I think the trauma of all this was starting to effect her, I hoped she wasn’t going to have a panic attack to something equally as bad..

As she had a firm grip on the side rails I figured I could release my grip on her breasts to better assist me so I eased them downwards and then back pushing up her skirt so I didn’t have the same issue again, I was now able to pull my head back a little and needing something to hold on to I brought my hands down covering her slender little arse cheeks, she was still too flustered to comment and as I took a firm grip using my thumbs to sneakily widen her cheeks I was soon greeted by her dark and shaded starfish which seemed to be pouting at me..

“I’m going to try and get in close now Miss, keep hold of that banister or we’ll all end up on the floor” I said enthusiastically as I’d worked out a method to get up close but having the theory doesn’t always work in practice..

I leant right in keeping my head close to her to avoid her falling backwards and as I squared my face up to her I was confronted by her slender little arse cheeks, I admit that age had made them a little saggy but as I moved my head upwards my tongue slid into the groove and as I slipped my hands around her hips I pulled her in closer causing her to muffle a moan as my tongue hit the target and whilst I tongued her darkened back door I pushed my hands up the front of her body sneakily popping a few buttons on my way and it wasn’t long before I had her blouse open and her loose fitting bra pushed up her chest, I was determined to get her up these stairs however long it took me but I feared her legs were getting worse as her body continued to tremble..

I had a pretty firm hold on her tits and was feeling her aged nipples starting to stiffen and as I took a step up getting right behind her my head moved up her back pushing her blouse to one side and I couldn’t feel my throbbing boner rubbing against the inside of her leg, this was about to get interesting as she reached out on the banister which caused her to bend at the waist and I was getting close up behind her, unfortunately she just didn’t have the strength to lift her legs, if only there was some way I could lift her up, I knew that my hands were holding her chest tightly so she didn’t tilt forward and I was right up close behind her to stop her falling back, I just needed a method to raise her up each step.. Hmm.. I got my thinking cap on and as I moved closer to her she inadvertently pushed back on me causing me to have a light bulb moment as my throbbing rod made contact with her hanging piss flaps..

What if I used the strength of my penis to lift her up, I knew that it would undoubtedly mean I’d have to insert it into her in order to achieve maximum leverage but I couldn’t see another way out and the poor woman was starting to get concerned.. “Are we stuck dear?” she mumbled getting a little breathless and I knew I had to make a decision as I couldn’t feel her legs wobbling as the tip of my penis made contact directly between her legs and I could feel she was struggling to hold up her frail body weight..

“I have an idea Mrs Morgan, if you can lower yourself down onto me I think it will somehow lock us together and then there’s a possibility that I can lift you up the steps, it might feel a bit weird but if we take it slow I think we’ll be able to come to a happy ending.. what do you say Miss” I said enthusiastically as I felt her already pushing down on me.. “Yes dear, try anything dear.. Oooh yes” she muttered as I felt myself entering her and OMG was she tight, at least she will have a good grip on me and we can start to make progress..

I gripped her sagging little titties tightly as I pushed myself deeper inside her and I had to give a few gentle thrusts in order to get comfortable and while I knew the principle of the idea was sound I now had to use my inner strength to force her up the stairs, I knew that would involve pushing deeper side her and being stuck in this position we had no other choices..

The idea had its flaws but albeit slow it was starting to work, the problem was, if you can really call it a problem was that as she hoisted up a step my penis slipped a few inches so I had to thrust my hips a few times to get it back into place before moving to the next step, these actions seemed to be making the old girl wetter which seemed to compound the problem but slowly we were making ground..
The plan was working and although I think Mrs Morgan had lost all use of her legs and her body was trembling I could see the light at the end of the tunnel, why do they make staircases so steep and narrow anyway and as we got closer to the top poor Mrs M was gasping for breath but I maintained my grip and as I glanced down the stairs behind me I could see articles of our clothing lying dormant, I’d lost my shoes, my shirt and my trackies and the poor crazy woman had lost her red silky panties and her blouse was open wide with her bra up u see her chin, how we ended up like this was a mystery but the top of the stairs and safety was in sight..

As we finally reached our destination at the top of the stairs the poor woman stretched out her arms and lay flat trapping my hands underneath her chest, her arse was up in the air and we were still very much locked together and as she gasped for air I could hear her faint mumbles of appreciation.. “Oh yes, god yes” she repeated over and over as I worked frantically to push her further to safety.. I had to use all of my energies as I thrust my hips harder and faster and just as I felt we’d reached our goal I could feel a tingling in my loins, I couldn’t control myself and worked harder to ensure the old woman’s safety which only made the tingling worse and low and behold as I frantically tried to breath I felt myself ejaculating deep inside of her, spurt after spurt of my seminal fluid fired into her unsuspecting body as she lay trembling on the floor, there was no way I could control it and I just had to reluctantly let nature take its course..

We both lay there silently for a good few minutes while we caught our breath and as I eased my hands from under her I could feel my penis was starting to soften inside of her and as I pulled myself out I was so pleased that my plan worked and I’d got her up the stairs to safety.. I was conscious of the time now and knew I had to go find a bus to get me home for Cindy and as I contemplated how to get the old woman to her feet I think that god must’ve answered her calls..

She was able to get to her feet almost unaided and gave me a warm satisfying smile, “Thank you so much dear, I think I’ve got it from here” she said with a gleam in her eyes as she looked over her glasses.. I was a little gobsmacked but it wasn’t totally unexpected.. “Can you see yourself out” she added as she lowered her skirt and started to button up her blouse like nothing had happened and quite frankly I couldn’t get out of there quick enough, what a strange, crazy woman..
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dmf399
dmf399 1 年 前
Mikie does it again!
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nicolaslut
nicolaslut 1 年 前
a nice one mickie
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