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Office Angel by Stephen Richards

17 Saturday Dec 2016

Posted by sjw2014 in Christmas Challenge, Erotic, Guest Author, Story

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kelly-pomelo

The wind howled and whined outside her bedroom window like a banshee, driving Kelly further under the duvet, seeking comfort from the closeness of her lover. Cat moaned in her sleep and snuggled in tight, her firm breasts squashing into Kelly’s back. The storm had been lashing the city all day but tonight seemed worse; this was the fiercest she’d heard the wind since she was a little girl, when thunder storms used to terrify Her.

Nothing frightened ADA Kelly Pomelo now though – except maybe Cat’s repeated attempts to introduce decaf into their home.

There’s a time and place for decaf, thought Kelly, and that’s never and in the bin!

She chuckled to herself and settled comfortably against Cat, sighing as her lover’s hand cupped her breast. She felt Cat’s lips brush against her shoulder in the gentlest of kisses and heard her mumble something in her sleep.

“I love you too, angel” whispered Kelly.

And with that, she slipped into the arms of Morpheus.

 

The sunlight streamed into the apartment and danced playfully over Cat’s nubile body, accentuating her golden curves where they peaked out from under her bathrobe. Kelly sat at the breakfast bar and watched over the rim of her mug as her PA busied herself preparing breakfast. Her eyes never left the woman. It was a sight Kelly would never tire of.

Not for the first time, Kelly silently gave thanks to the universe for bringing the pair of them together. She couldn’t believe it had been almost a year since they’d become lovers – in fact, thinking about it, it was about this time last year that she’d been in that hotel room; the one where she ended up having amazing phone sex with a mystery caller followed by a royal fucking from the room service guy!

Now what was his name…? she pondered, Angelo! Yeah that was it! Man, he had a fucking cock on him! He sure cured me of my Santa fetish…!

She smiled to herself as she mentally replayed the best bits of that lust filled night.

Of course, she didn’t know at the time that her phone lover had been her own PA, but as soon as she found out a week or so later, they’d become lovers in the flesh.

Cat had moved in with Kelly in the new year and despite the accepted wisdom of not working with one’s bedfellow, they settled into a harmonious lifestyle, keeping work and home life sensibly separate.

 

Cat beamed as she set the plates down and sat opposite her woman. She blushed as Kelly’s intense gaze swept over her body, the desire in them making her pussy tingle. Cat was still amazed that this gorgeous, incredibly sexy woman was hers. She’d been crushing on her from the very first day they’d started working together and now here they were, madly in lust and love!

Kelly glanced up from her breakfast and caught Cat’s eye.

“Wow you’re a great cook you know, this is gorgeous! Thank you, angel.”

“Aww you’re welcome Kelly, you know how much I love to please you…”

“Well you certainly do that alright – in work and at home. Especially at home… you know… in the bedroom part…”

Cat blushed and smiled shyly.

“Umm… about the bedroom part Kelly…?”

“Yes?”

“Are you really happy with the way things are?”

Kelly felt an icy stab of fear in her chest.

“Yes of course! Why, aren’t you?”

“What? Yes! Yes, I am! I’m more than happy with what we have, but that’s not what I meant… I meant, is there anything else you’d like to try…?”

“Like what?”

“Oh I don’t know… Have you got any fantasies we haven’t explored?”

“What’s brought this on, angel?”

Cat smiled and caressed Kelly’s cheek.

“It’s our sort of anniversary coming up, ya know… a year since we first had sex – well, phone sex anyway – and I thought you might have something you’d like to do that we haven’t done yet… ya know? Something you’ve always fancied doing but were afraid to ask – that kinda thing!”

Now it was Kelly’s turn to blush.

“Oh. My. God! ADA Pomelo, you’ve got a secret desire! C’mon girlfriend! Spill…!”

Kelly Laughed.

“You’ll think it’s silly…!”

“No I won’t! C’mon, what is it?”

“Well…” she began hesitantly, “I know we keep our professional and private lives separate, but I’ve sort of always wanted you to have me in my office…”

“Really!”

“Yes…” she replied quietly, “D’you think that’s stupid…?”

“What? No! I think it’s exciting!”

“You do?”

“Hell yeah! Risky – but then that’s what makes it so fucking exciting!”

“Oh wow! I thought you’d think it was dumb and laugh at me…”

Cat stood up and leant across the breakfast bar, pulling Kelly into a passionate kiss.

“You’re not dumb and I’d never laugh at you…” she breathed, “I love you Ms. Pomelo and I think this fantasy of yours has a very good chance of becoming reality. In fact,” she placed her hand between Kelly’s legs, a thrill running down her spine as she felt just how hot and wet her lover was, “…I’m certain of it! You just leave the details to me…”

Kelly closed her legs tightly around Cat’s hand and groaned against her neck.

“God you know just how to work me…!”

“Uh-huh!” she growled, “And I’m gonna work you really good!”

 

The days and nights went by without either of them mentioning Kelly’s fantasy again. That wasn’t to say they didn’t indulge their pleasures – far from it – their nights were spent in a haze of orgiastic bliss.

One Friday in late December, Kelly had been in court for the morning and returned to her office shortly after midday.

“Anything for me?” she asked as she passed Cat’s desk on the way to her office.

“Yes Ms. Pomelo there’s a couple of things. I’ve put them on your desk.”

“Thanks Cat!” she called over her shoulder as she went in.

Kelly closed the door behind her and removed her coat. She hung it on the stand and crossed over to her desk, sinking into her leather chair with a contented sigh. She kicked off her shoes and regarded the white, oblong box, sitting in the middle of the table. It had been tied with a red, velvet bow but other than that, bore no label or marking – in fact there was no indication as to where it came from or what it contained.

Maybe it’s shoes, she thought. It’s about the right size…

A small, plain red envelope was propped against it.

She picked it up and opened the flap, taking out a gilt-edged card that read: For Tonight…

Kelly’s heart began to pound as, with trembling fingers, she put the card down and reached for the box.

It was heavy.

She took a deep breath to calm herself and slipped off the ribbon so’s not to disturb the exquisite bow.

She lifted the lid and gasped.

There, nestling seductively on a bed of gold satin, was a huge, shiny, black strap on! Kelly bit her lip as she gazed at the length and girth of this colossal instrument of pleasure. Cunningly constructed in such a way as to enter both the giver and the taker, it held the promise of hitherto unknown levels of carnal bliss.

Beside it, was a beautiful red velvet blindfold with a label attached: Wear me…

Kelly couldn’t believe it. She’d almost forgotten Cat’s promise to make her fantasy come true and now here it was…

Tonight!

She reached into the box and took out the magnificent implement, letting her fingers wander over the hard surface. She turned it this way and that, studying the intricate veins that had been moulded into the ebony material. She gulped as she tried and failed to get her fingers to close around it, imagining what it was going to feel like to have such an enormous thing pushing its way into her body.

Her pussy quivered at the thought.

Kelly yelped with surprise as the door opened and Cat entered, catching her lusting over the beast.

“Ahhh… So now you know what ya getting later!” she grinned. “What ya think? Ya like it?”

She shut the door and came over to stand in front of the desk.

“Look what else I got ya…” she smiled seductively, hitching up her skirt to reveal sheer black stockings and a total absence of panties.

Kelly swallowed hard as she drank in the sight of her lover’s slick pussy.

“Oh my God…” she whispered, “It’s gonna fucking kill me having to wait until this evening!”

Cat reached down and slid a finger along her lips.

“This’ll keep ya going…” she said hoarsely, offering the glistening finger to Kelly’s mouth.

She closed her eyes and groaned, sucking intently.

“Mmmm, that’ll do for now lover…” said Cat, withdrawing her hand.

“I’ll have this, thank you” she said, taking the strap on from Kelly’s fingers. “See ya later when the coast is clear.”

She bent forward and kissed Kelly deeply before leaving her with a breathless sigh.

 

It was late when the last person stuck their head around the door and wished her a good night.

About fucking time! She thought as she looked down on the city lights from her office window, I thought it would never get here!

Her phone rang, it was Cat.

“We’re the last one’s in the office. Put on the blindfold and stand by your desk…”

She made to answer but the line was dead. Kelly’s pussy flooded. She loved it when Cat was forceful.

She took the red velvet cloth and tied it around her head, covering her eyes. She stood there, trembling with anticipation, gasping when she heard the door open and close. There was a click as the lock was turned.

“Mmmm… Looking good” purred Cat’s voice, getting closer.

Kelly shuddered as she felt something hard prod into her belly. She knew Cat was wearing the dildo.

“Let’s get you out of those clothes shall we…?”

Kelly remained motionless as she was skilfully stripped down to her underwear.

“Face down over the desk, Pomelo!” barked Cat.

She turned and whimpered as she lay over the hard surface, the wood cold against her fevered flesh.

Kelly hissed as her panties were ripped forcefully from her hips and her feet were kicked apart.

She moaned as she felt the tip of that dreadful thing nestle between her lips

“Are you ready…?” whispered Cat, her voice thick with lust.

“Y…Yes…!” breathed Kelly, her heart pounding in her ears.

She cried out and raised herself on tip-toe as the ruthless invader forced its way forwards.

Kelly had never felt so full – ever! She felt as if there was nothing else in the world except her vagina and the monstrous object inside it. She panted through gritted teeth as she struggled to accommodate it, crying out with relief as she felt it begin to withdraw. There was a moment’s respite before it began to stretch her again.

She lay on the desk and concentrated on relaxing herself, letting her pussy grow accustomed to the massive size of the bludgeon as it travelled in and out.

Cat settled into a long, slow rhythm and Kelly found her initial discomfort quickly turning into pleasure. Just as she became used to the feel of it pushing and pulling her insides, the damn thing suddenly began to vibrate!

Kelly screamed as a wave of pleasure exploded outwards from her stretched pussy. Her legs began to shake uncontrollably and she would have collapsed if Cat hadn’t gripped her hips tightly as she continued to fuck her.

“Oh God… Oh God… I’m gonna come… I’m gonna come!” she gasped, her whole body vibrating as her orgasm washed over her.

Cat buried herself deep inside Kelly’s thrashing body as she waited for her lover’s climax to pass.

“And that’s just the first…” she snarled, resuming her strokes.

“I can’t… I can’t…!” breathed Kelly as she felt another release start racing hard on the heels of the first one.

This time Cat gave her no time to recover, riding her through the spasms of bliss and pushing her towards a third.

“Wait…! Wait…!” she begged, “Please…! I…” but this time Cat was chasing her own orgasm as well and had no intention of slowing down. With a shriek of pleasure, Cat collapsed onto Kelly’s back as they both came hard.

Cat was the first to recover and pulled the dildo from her lover, catching hold of her limp body and spinning her around; Kelly was like a rag doll in her hands as she pushed her onto her back across the desk. Placing a leg over each shoulder, Cat drove the ebony rod back in and started fucking.

Kelly just shuddered and moaned as her lover gave her more pleasure than she’d ever thought possible. Wave after wave of delicious sensations washed continuously over and through her, spiking with red hot jabs of ecstasy as Cat’s thumb began to strum her engorged clit. She bit her lip and arched her back when two hands began to mould and squeeze her breasts, her heart lurching as she suddenly realised that Cat’s hands were occupied elsewhere…

Her squeal of surprise was quickly muffled as a very hard and very real cock took advantage of her open mouth and pushed its way in!

Even if she hadn’t been too exhausted to resist, Kelly had reached that stage of sexual delirium where she’d let anyone do anything to her, so she opened her throat and sucked that cock down like a champ. This dual pumping was driving her mad with lust and she groaned around the thick length, reaching her hands up and back to cup the man’s buttocks. She sank her nails into the firm flesh and took him to his root.

“I want him to come in your pussy!” growled Cat, pulling herself out, “And I want you eating me while he does it…”

Kelly gasped as the hard meat withdrew from her mouth and let herself be pulled upright. She blinked as the blindfold was yanked upwards, her eyes taking a moment to adjust to the bright lights.

Strong hands took her hips and soft lips fell onto her neck and her breasts. She looked down to see Cat sucking on her nipple then turned her head towards the mystery man behind her.

She let out a small cry of surprise and melted back into the arms of Angelo, the room service guy from last year. She was about to ask how and why, but his hard cock pressing up between her cheeks drove everything but the desire to have him inside her from her mind.

He smiled possessively and turned her to face the desk just as Cat crawled along it and sat in the middle. She spread her legs wide, biting her lip and staring straight into Kelly’s eyes as she slowly pulled her end of the dildo from her swollen lips. It made a beautiful sucking noise as it came free and Kelly could see it shining with her lover’s honey.

“Mmmm… so fucking good!” sighed Cat. “Time for you to lick it baby!”

She held herself open with both hands as Angelo bent Kelly forward.

“You heard the lady, Ms Pomelo” he said, placing one hand on the back of her neck. “Eat her!”

He pushed her face into Cat’s pussy as he entered her, grunting as her tight heat engulfed him.

Angelo quickly found a steady pace, pounding her hard and fast, while Cat grabbed handfuls of blonde hair and ground her pussy against the questing mouth.

Kelly’s tongue lashing at her clit combined with the sight of Angelo’s magnificent cock thrusting in and out of her lover was driving Cat quickly towards the point of no return.

“Christ I’m gonna come!” he gasped.

“Oh…! Me too! Me too!” Cat whimpered.

Neither of them could hear what Kelly said but Cat could feel her cry vibrating through her vagina.

“Do her!” she screamed. “Come inside her fucking…!” The next word was lost in a garbled shriek of ecstasy.

Angelo gave one final thrust and buried himself deep in the wildly pulsating pussy. He gritted his teeth as he emptied his balls, sinking over her and biting her shoulder. Cat collapsed back onto the desk, releasing Kelly’s hair, while she lay her face against Cat’s quivering belly and tried to catch her breath.

 

Later, when they’d recovered enough to get dressed, they all sat together on the office sofa and had drinks.

Cat took hold of Kelly’s hand and brought it to her lips, kissing the back as she gazed lovingly into her sparkling eyes.

“I love you Cat” Kelly whispered, “Tonight was fucking amazing, thank you!”

“My pleasure and I love you too…”

“But how on earth did you come up with Angelo…?”

Cat chuckled.

“Well I’d watched the two of you fucking last year so I knew you really dug his cock and of course I knew where he worked, but I didn’t know his name until you murmured it your sleep one time…”

“In my sleep?”

“Yeah. You were making all sorts of mewling noises so I guessed you were having a horny dream and I kinda reached over and helped you along… ya know…?”

“Wait! You mean you…?”

“Yeah – I rubbed one out for ya! You seemed to enjoy it! And that’s when you called out his name. So, the other day when you told me about your fantasy I got the idea of looking him up and, voila!”

Kelly looked at her lover and smiled warmly.

“You’re the greatest. You know that?”

“Yeah… I do!”

They both laughed and leant against each other.

Angelo downed his whisky and put the glass on the desk.

“Well thank you ladies! It’s been a fantastic evening but I guess I better be on my way now so you two can get on home.”

He bent down and kissed them, then turned to leave.

“And where d’you think you’re going mister?” asked Cat.

“I umm… I…” he looked confused.

“Uh-uh! You’re coming home with us big boy! My fantasy is to get royally fucked by some hung stud while she’s tied up and forced to watch!” Cat hooked her thumb at a very surprised Kelly.

“And don’t worry kitten” she purred, caressing Kelly’s face, “I’m gonna give you a vibrator to keep yourself company…”

Kelly gulped.

“Angelo?”

“Yes Ms Pomelo?”

“You better call us a cab.”

“Ok Ms Pomelo.”

“And then you better phone in sick for the weekend…”

“Yes ma’am!” he grinned.

 

 

 

Office Angel

©Steve Richards 2016

(image from Pinterest)

 

 

Blogs:

 

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www.opusangelicus.com

 

 

Published works, both available as paperback or Kindle version:

 

Opus Angelicus (published as Stephen Richards)

 

Promethean (published as Steve Richards)

Girl On The Wire by Stephen Richards #CinnamonTreats

13 Sunday Dec 2015

Posted by sjw2014 in Cinnamon Treats Advent, Erotic, Guest Author, Story

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Assistant district attorney, Kelly Pomelo sat on the edge of the bed and sighed.

She’d just got off the phone with Judge Stephens, the guy she’d met last year and with whom she’d spent a whole week fucking. They hadn’t seen much of each other since then, “A conflict of interests” he’d said, but they’d arranged to meet up again this year at a New York hotel for a weekend of fucking Santa; because that was her kink – she adored fucking guys dressed as Santa.

Only he’d just phoned to cancel.

Right at the last, fucking minute! She thought despondently. Shit!

She looked around the sumptuous room, really hacked off that she wasn’t gonna get to share it – and her body – with him. Fuck him! It’s his loss! She called room service and ordered a bottle of champagne then went to run herself a nice bath, stripping off and wrapping herself in a gorgeously soft robe. There was a knock at the door and she opened it to let the room service guy in with the drink.

“Put it over by the bed please” she said, admiring his tight ass as he walked across the room.

He was cute, no doubt about it, and the way his eyes lingered over her when he asked if there was anything else she wanted was certainly tempting, but she was still pissed off by being let down.

“Not for now, thank you. But I’ll be sure to ask for…?”

“Angelo, ma’am.”

“I’ll ask for you personally, Angelo, if I need anything later…”

She tipped him handsomely and gave him a seductive smile, chuckling to herself as he blushed and swallowed hard.

She returned to the bathroom and poured some scented oil into the hot water before casting off her robe and climbing in, sinking below the surface with a contented sigh. After a long relaxing soak, she got out and padded naked into the room, walking over to the huge window to look out at the bright lights of the teaming city. Her suite was on the 36th floor of the Intercontinental on Times Square and the views were spectacular. She turned on the wall lights and sat on the bed, popping the cork on the champagne and pouring herself a large glass.

Here’s to you Judge Stephens and to you not getting any Pomelo pussy this year!

She downed it and poured herself another, drinking that just as quickly. It was good stuff and it went straight to her head making her feel a little woozy. She put the glass down and lay back, her feet still on the floor. Her mind wandered back to the fun she’d had last year and she felt her pussy tingle so she gave it a gentle stroke with her middle finger, just to calm it.

That feels nice… Really nice!

She closed her eyes and spread her legs, letting her fingers wander over her pouting lips. She started to breathe deeply as ripples of pleasure began to radiate from her vagina, spreading warmth and good vibes throughout her body. She slowly slid a finger into herself and drew out some honey, gasping as she rubbed it over her swollen clit. She undulated her hips and pushed two fingers up into herself, circling her thumb over her nub, groaning and panting as her excitement built. She was so close… so close… Suddenly her phone rang, the strident ringtone shattering the moment.

She growled in frustration and grabbed the thing off the nightstand, looking at the screen to see who was calling.

Number withheld! I bet that’s him, the bastard…!

She slid the arrow to answer.

“What?” she snarled, readying herself to launch into a tirade of abuse if it was the judge.

She gasped as a woman’s sultry voice answered.

“I can see you Ms Pomelo… I can see what you’re doing all alone in your room…”

“What? How? Who the fuck is this?” she shouted, panic rising in her chest.

“Don’t be afraid… Kelly… I’m in a hotel across the way and I’m watching you play with yourself… It’s very exciting… You’ve made me ever so wet…”

“Who is this?” she demanded, her initial fear turning into anger, “And how did you get this number?”

“I work in the same building as you Kelly, in the same office as a matter of fact…”

“What…? The same… Are you fucking stalking me? Who are you?”

“Now if I told you that, it would spoil the fun…”

“What fun? What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Why don’t you have another glass of champagne and relax? I’m not going to hurt you and we can have some fun together… I’m playing with myself right now…”

She heard a soft sigh over the line.

“Mmmm, I’m sliding my fingers in and out Kelly… I’m all wet for you…”

She poured herself another glass and swallowed it, the bubbles making the alcohol rush to her head.

“Ohhh… I’m pretending these are your fingers inside me Kelly… They feel sooo good…!”

The champagne quickly affected her and despite the bizarreness of the situation she began to feel turned on. She spread her legs wide and waited for the voice.

“Mmmm, that’s better! I can see you now… I can see your gorgeous pussy… Play with it… Let me see you finger yourself…!”

She began to rub her pussy, closing her eyes and laying back with a sigh.

“Oh yes…! That’s it Kelly! Mmmm… can you feel my fingers touching you…?”

“Yes…” she whispered, pushing one then two deep inside herself.

“Ohhh… I’m inside you Kelly…! You feel so hot and so wet and so fucking tight…!”

She arched her back and dug her fingers in deeper, her pussy clenching around them as the woman’s voice urged her on.

“Mmmm… I’m finger fucking you Kelly! I’m pushing them right into you… Now my thumb is circling your clitty…”

She reacted immediately to the suggestion, her thumb pressing and rubbing over her sensitive spot.

“Can you feel how wet I am for you Kelly?”

“Yesss…!” she gasped.

“D’you like fingering me…?”

“Yesss… Oh God yesss…!”

“I’ve never been with a man you know… Never been stretched by one… Can you feel how tight I am for you…?”

She started to moan and writhe on the bed, her fingers thrusting in and out vigorously.

“I’m pushing something else into my pussy now Kelly… Something special… Something just for you… It’s making me come… Will you come with me…?”

She could hear ragged gasps of pleasure and felt her own release hovering just on the edge. She bucked her hips and fingered herself frantically as the disembodied voice panted and whimpered in her ear.

“Yesss! That’s it my beautiful kitten…! Come with me…! Come… With… Me… NOW!”

She heard the voice cry out in ecstasy and went rigid as her own orgasm ripped through her, their cries and sobs of pleasure mingling over the airwaves.

When the last ripples had left her shattered body, she picked up the phone to thank her mystery lover. A faint hiss of static greeted her and she knew the woman had gone. She turned her phone off and gazed out of the window at countless others, wondering which one held her sexy seductress and whether she was still watching.

A wicked grin spread over her face as she had an idea. One she hoped the other woman would enjoy.

She dialled room service and asked for Angelo, telling him that she needed his help with something when he came on the line. A few minutes later and there was a quiet tap on the door.

His eyes almost popped out of his head as she opened the door completely naked.

“Please come in Angelo, I’ve got something I need you to take care of…”

***

Kelly Pomelo breezed into her office on Monday morning, flashing a beaming smile as she greeted her colleagues.

“Looks like someone got laid on the weekend!” sniggered two of the clerks, chatting by the water cooler.

“I did thank you! And it was fucking marvellous!” she called back as she entered her private office.

She closed the door and sat down behind her desk, putting her briefcase on the floor and turning to begin sorting through her latest casefiles. She stopped short and looked at the large takeaway cup of coffee sitting on top of the paperwork.

‘My treat!’ said the post-it note attached to the side.

There was a stick of cinnamon, her favourite spice, standing in the steaming, black liquid. She inhaled the gorgeous aroma and then dropped a couple of sweeteners in, swirling the cinnamon around to help them dissolve. Someone’s bucking for promotion! She thought as she sipped the delicious nectar.

Just then her phone pinged and she picked it up.

Someone had sent her a picture.

She pressed on the gallery icon and then on the received files folder, gasping as she saw the image.

On the screen was a close up of a woman’s vagina, the lips a deep red and all swollen with excitement.

Poking out from between those glistening lips was a stick of cinnamon…

© Steve Richards 2015

(Picture sourced from the internet).

Steve is currently working on his next novel Promethean but if you want more from him you can find it here…

www.opushadraniel.com

www.opusangelicus.com

My Angel

24 Thursday Jul 2014

Posted by sjw2014 in Poetry

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In my darkest hour
An Angel came to me
When loneliness came to devour
He came with a guarantee
To take me places I’d never been
Both physically and emotionally
To show me things I’d never seen
To love me unconditionally

He showed me far off places
So magical and beautiful
He used my dreams, yet was never invasive
He fought the evil and those so unmerciful
He was never dismissive
Of my deepest fantasies
Helping me to explore a side so submissive
Bringing my pleasure from dreams to reality

The love I feel for my Angel
Grows stronger every day
As does my courage to explore and be experimental
For with my Angel there is no fear, knowing I only have to say
If things become to much or become detrimental
You see he loves me and will never lead me astray
Our meeting was ordained, was not accidental
And now I hope and pray that he will always stay.

© S.J Warner 2014.
(Picture sourced from Pinterest).

I need to say a huge thank you to my good friend Steve Richards for without his book Opus Angelicus this poem would never have happened as it was in my dreams that his Angel whispered these words to me, so thank you Steve 😉

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