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Shopping (from www)”I told you men wear things like this,” she said. “See, look atthese catalog pictures.”Susan held open a thick department store clothing catalog. The pagesshe had opened were from the women’s undergarment section. Theydisplayed color photos of models wearing panties, girdles, bodybriefers, corsets and other women’s foundation garments.Although he never admitted it to anyone, Pat had always enjoyed lookingat the gorgeous female models in such photos. She held open twoparticular pages. Eleven out of the twelve garments displayed on thosepages were women’s fashions, but Susan focused on one item.It had all started out the day before. The two of them were working outin their basement when she remarked, “You know, I bet a girdle would helptake pressure off your back while you exercise.”He replied, “only women wear girdles.””Oh no, men wear them too,” she answered. “I’ll show you somepictures.” The conversation then shifted to another topic. During thenext hours however, Pat’s mind kept drifting back to the words she hadsaid. He wondered what kind of pictures she was referring to.Now she read out loud from the text while pointing with her indexfinger, “Item H – Women’s or men’s posture belt. Lets you breathfreely, yet it stays in place while supporting your back.”Next she sat down next to him, very close on the sofa and continued toread aloud from the same catalog paragraph, “Upper section is contouredin back, overlaid and secured to lower section with accordion type folds.Three rows of front hook and eye closures for a comfortable fit.Measures 9 inches from top to bottom. Color White. Soft weave elasticof nylon polyester spandex blend covered with textured nylon.”The picture showed the torso of a female model who wore the garment overblack panties, but sure enough, the text did say men could wear it too.Susan put her arm on his shoulder and spoke with a gently persuasivevoice, “Granted, most things pictured here are for women, but I wouldreally like you to try some of them. It would be just for when weworkout together, privately in our own house. No one else will know.”Pat and Susan had been dating for a long time and were very muchattracted to each other. She was an aerobics instructor and he worked insales. To the outside world they looked like a handsome couple. Shethe feminine beauty and he the masculine male.”Well, I don’t know . . .” he questioned as his voice trailed off.”Let’s face it, we’re not young adults anymore,” she replied. “I’venoticed that, like most men your age, you’re beginning to show excessweight around your middle. Also your posture is not a straight as itused to be.””You’re right about that,” he sighed.”These could help you darling,” she said with a convincing appeal in hervoice. “Look, the catalog pictures a firm control girdle, a long linebra, a back support body briefer, and various waist cinching posture briefs.”Turning the page she went on to point out and explain, “Here’s a longleg panty girdle, some corsolettes and briefer. And look at this page.The things pictured are described as smoothers and shapers.” Herfingers highlighted a headline at the top of page with four shapelymodels in form fitting foundation under garments. His eyes were drawn tothe shimmering satin white panels on some of the garments, and way theyhugged and shaped the models. While it was true the catalog copyindicated the posture belt could be worn by a man, all the rest of thedozens of items in that part of the catalog were clearly for women. Manyof them had built in bras.”Would you wear some of these if I bought them for you?” she asked.Pat was obviously surprised and caught off guard by the question. Shepaused briefly then continued talking while he groped for an answer.”See how they mold the shape of the models.” she said. “They wouldwork the same on you. Oh darling, it would make me very happy.”Her fingers drifted down to his right hand. Susan used her thumb andforefinger to form a ring around his thumb. Gently she stroked it backand forth in an obviously sexual suggestive manner. With a warm smilethey kissed, playfully at first then more deeply. Her hands drifted overhis body as she touched and fondled his chest and crotch. He reached outto wrap his arms around her, but was surprised when her hands held hiswrists back for a moment.”You know clients in my fitness program have had good results. They’veall been women. I’d like to try my techniques on a man.””What techniques are those?” Pat asked.”I have in mind some exercises I’d like you to work at. Some formfitting foundations would help with your posture and mussel tone duringworkouts,” she explained. “In order for this to work, you have to putyourself in my hands. Let me call the shots then you work hard atfollowing my directions. She looked right into his eyes and asked, “Doyou think you could do that?”Pat thought back on the times when she was happy, and in turn made himhappy. Any man in that situation would answer yes and that’s just what he did.”Promise me you’ll wear the things I get for you,” she asked.”Which things are those?””Trust me,” she replied, still holding his hands back in a playful,teasing manner.He paused for a moment then tried to kiss her. She held back and againlooked into his eyes.”Say you trust me,” she purred with a sinister smile. “You’ll love itdarling.””Okay,” he answered, “anything you say.””Good. Stay here. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” The two of them hadbeen sitting in the living room. She got up and walked into the bedroom.”Take off your clothes so I can get some measurements.”Pat took off his shoes, shirt and pants but stayed in his underwear.He could hear drawers and a closet opening, then about ten minutes laterSusan returned. She had in her hands a pad of paper and a fabric tapemeasure like a seamstress would use. His eyes were drawn to the firmcontrol body briefer she was wearing.”I slipped into this to show you what I mean,” she purred. The whiteundergarment had a front panel made of Acetate satin the reflected ashimmer of light. The upper part was a bra and it extended over hermidsection onto the top part of her thighs. It was like an open bottomgirdle and had four attached garters. He could see white nylon pantiesunder the briefer. Nylons encased her legs and she wore pumps withheels on her feet. The tops of the nylons were fastened to the garters.She looked very sexy and he loved the way the power mesh fabric huggedher feminine curves.”No, take off everything,” she directed. He removed the remainingclothes and stood naked in front of her. Pat could not help holding herin his arms, and he loved the feel of tight fitting fabric as he ran hishands over her back and ass. She let him embrace for about a minute.Once she noticed his cock was getting hard she stepped back away and gotdown to business.”Stand over here,” she said pointing to a spot on the floor. “Stand upstraight and hold your arms straight out from your shoulders.” She usedher hands to direct him into the proper posture and began to takemeasurements. He felt a wave of pleasure come over his body as he stoodnaked in front of her. His hands instinctively moved to cover his penisas it pulsed and continued to be hard, but she playfully moved his armsback to the position of extended out from his sides.She started by wrapping the tape measure around his chest. After notingthe number of inches she proceeded to measure his waist then hips. Sheplayfully touched his nipples and penis as the tape moved lower. Nextshe wrapped the tape around his left thigh then the right one. Shemeasured his arms and other parts of his body and even his neck size.She canlı bahis şirketleri could have gotten all the measurements in a minute, but she prolongedthe process in a thorough teasing manner. After about five minutes oftouching and teasing she announced she had all the required dimensions.”Here’s what we’ll do,” she announced. “I’m going to order some thingsfor you from a catalog. Some other things we’ll get on a shopping trip.”Susan left the room to get a calendar then came back.”Two weeks from now is Tuesday the 23rd. Let’s each take that day offfrom work.” It was most erotic the way she kept her body close and innearly constant contact with him as she spoke. The steady contact had aelectrifying effect on him.”I want to take you shopping to buy some things that were pictured inthe catalog. Now we’ll be going into the women’s department of somestores. I know you can’t do that around here so we’re going to drive tosome malls on the far side of Milwaukee. It’s a two hour drive away sothere’s not a chance anyone in those stores could recognize us.”Pat had a surprise look on his face. His mouth started to open as if toask a question, but Susan just held a finger to his lips and smiled asshe looked deep into his eyes. “Trust me darling, it will be a fun,relaxing day. Just the two of us. No one will know about our littleshopping trip.”The Tuesday they had planned was a beautiful fall day. Both Pat andSusan were in a well rested, carefree mood. She wore pantyhose, heelsand a dress that came down to just below her knees. He was going to wearjeans at first, but she talked him into wearing nicer clothes to dress upthe occasion a bit. The drive was pleasant and they arrived in the areaof the malls just before noon.”Let’s start in there,” she remarked pointing to a large discount store.Some men fantasize about shopping in boutique shops such as Victoria’sSecret. This store was a popular mass merchant, the kind of store wherewomen go to buy every day clothes.”Here, take a shopping cart,” Susan directed. Pat began to feel nervousand was glad to have the handle of the shopping cart to place his handson. This being a Tuesday, there was little traffic in the store.Susan understood his nervousness and suggested they first take a longwalk around the various departments within the store. “I know you mayfeel uncomfortable darling,” she whispered in his ear. “Let’s juststroll around for a while.” After about 10 minutes she guided theirpace over towards the west middle part of the store. A large blue andwhite sign suspended from the ceiling announced, in a classic script,”Intimate Apparel”.Susan knew the management of this chain had always made women’s intimateapparel a key merchandising category. As with all the other stores inthis chain they had an unproportionate large amount of square footagededicated to that type of product. In this section of the store theretail racks offered a wide selection of panties, bras, pantyhose,bikinis, briefs, girdles, corsolettes, nylons and any type ofundergarment a woman could ever want. Pat’s hands began to sweat. Heimagined a thousand eyes were watching this man being out of place in thewomen’s department.She sensed his feelings and whispered in his ear, “Relax darling, no onecan recognize us here.” Indeed, during the next minutes three storeclerks walked by, but they were so busy with their work they didn’t givea second glance to the handsome couple. Only one other customer was inthat department of the store and that was a much older woman.After a few minutes went by, a sudden change overcame Pat. Theanonymity made him very comfortable. No one could recognize them andthey could shop at ease.”You can’t wear bulky men’s underwear with the things I have in mind foryou. Let’s start with some panties,” she announced taking him by thehand. Susan led him over to a rack with a large selection. The ones onthe left were on individual hangers while panties to the right side werein see through bags of two and three.They stood close and she spoke quietly in his ear. “Look”, she saidreaching to lift a hanger off the rack, “These are made of a nylon withspandex blend.” Her finger traced the back part of the stretch fabric asshe read the words on the package: “the center back seam will give arounded back silhouette. I bet a size 6 would fit you. Like them?”she asked. Susan didn’t wait for Pat to answer, she just put them in theshopping cart.”Here’s some more panties,” she said speaking softly in his ear. Thepackage advertised them as being made of cling free nylon. “Thesepanties sort of remind me of the nylon brief trunks men swimmers wear.See there’s no lace on them. They are a full cut style and the materialstretches every which way so they should fit you.”As the couple walked down the aisle they stayed very close. At timesshe would hold his hand, leaving him with only one hand free to steer theshopping cart.”We can’t be sure exactly which size will fit you,” she explained. “Forthat reason we’ll get quite a few pair. The ones that don’t fit we’llthrow away.” Since this was a mass merchant type store, the pantieswere low priced. Being among all these feminine undergarments wasbeginning to spark his libido. If they overbought a few items thatwere the wrong size it was a small price to pay for the pleasure thisshopping trip was bringing to him.They chatted quietly between themselves and selected a few more pair ofpanties. Next they moved over towards the section of the lingeriedepartment that was stocked with waist cinchers, waist nippers,torsolettes and girdles. Sizing for these was a bit trickier as thelabels referred to bra measurements. Susan and Pat consulted togetherand picked a few things off the rack.”Do you like shopping like this?” she questioned.”This is a good time, Honey,” he replied.Let’s try another store then head home,” she said. They paid for theirpurchases with a credit card and headed back out to their car. The nextplace they entered had more of a traditional department store format. Itwas a very large building however, where they could shop by themselvesas opposed to a smaller store which would have had clerks approachingwith suggestions. In this store they focused on legwear.”Let’s get a few pair of pantyhose for you darling,” she pointed out asthey entered the store’s intimate apparel department. “I think you’llneed a queen size. Here’s a size chart.” Pat looked closely at thechart posted near the packages of pantyhose. Together they picked outtwo pair, one dark and one tan.”The pantyhose will energize your legs, darling,” she explained whilestanding very close to him and holding his hand. They massage andinvigorate your thighs and lower legs. I also want you to buy sometights, nylons and a garter belt.” Together they picked out a gartertrimmed with a smooth satin front panel. Then they spent another fewminutes slowly browsing around the intimate apparel.”One other thing before we go,” she said. I want you to have bras towear. Come on, I’ll help you pick some out.”The there were two types of displays for bras. About half of theinventory was in individual boxes and the other half was on plastichangers suspended on racks.She spoke quietly to him so no one else could hear, “We don’t wantsomething with lace. You’ll like the feel of smooth satin side panels.I figure a 42 should fit you. It has to be a B cup. Anything largerwill be too big.”Bras of various colors, textures and styles were on display. After fiveminutes of looking together they found some they both thought would fithim. They then made their way to the cash register. At that pointSusan stepped forward perabet giriş to talk to the clerk and make the purchases so Patcould feel easier standing in the background. Once in the parking lotSusan put the shopping bags in the back seat and they took a long casualdrive home.2.They stopped for an early evening dinner on the way back and arrived athome around 8 PM. As they settled in for a quite evening at home theyembraced and hugged a few times.”Let’s make sure there’ll be no interruptions,” she remarked takingcharge of the situation. “I’ll take the phone off the hook, lock thedoors and make sure all the d****s are closed.” She moved about thehouse while he sat in the living room.”I’m going to change into something comfortable,” Susan explained as sheheaded for the bedroom.Pat sat back and watched TV. About fifteen minutes later Susan steppedback into the living room. He could sense her sweet perfume and wasdelighted to see she wore a romantic sleeping gown under a flowing seethrough robe. Her panties and bra were visible under the flowinggarment. She had let her hair down.”Would you like to get a little kinky tonight?” she asked invitingly.Pat just smiled his response as they both new there wasn’t a man on thisearth that would answer negatively to that question.”Take your clothes off,” Susan directed. She then laid a towel on thefloor in front of the sofa, near where he had been sitting. “Put yourclothes over here,” she said pointing to the far end of the sofa. “Thensit on the towel. I’ll be right back.”Her gown flowed beautifully as she moved into the bedroom. It took himonly a few moments to remove all his clothing. He then sat naked on thetowel on the carpeted floor, with his back leaning up against the sofa.She returned shortly caring the feminine clothes they had bought ontheir shopping trip and a few other things. In her right hand was asome kind of small black piece of cloth. Even though the light was dim,he could see, as she got closer, that the cloth was a blindfold.”I stopped at a dance supply store the other day and got you this,” sheremarked. In her left hand she held up a long sleeve, black, scoopnecked woman’s leotard. “That’s why I wanted to have you get the tightsand pantyhose today. The next time we’re just lounging around the houseI want you to wear this.”She knew he had a “thing” for leotards. This was the type of garment afemale dancer would wear. It was made of a shimmery spandex material.At first it looked like it would be a bit small for him. As he ran hishands over the fabric he could feel how it was very stretchy. She couldsee his penis start to harden as he imagined how sexy it would feel tohave his body encased in pantyhose, then slip on the leotard.”Before we get started I want you to wear this,” Susan said as she heldup the black cloth. I got this sleep mask at the d**gstore. It’s forpeople who have trouble sleeping at night. The elastic bands slip overyour head like this.” All light was shut out from Pat’s eyes as sheslowly slipped the mask over his head. She took a long moment to adjustthe elastic straps and carefully position it on his head.”Notice how the inside lower part of it is padded. The sleep mask hasan extra fold of padded fabric under to your eyes so no light can get inunderneath or at the corners. If we get it adjusted correctly thereshould be no pressure on your eyes. How’s that?”Pat moved his hands up to the sleep mask to make a slight adjustment inits position. Instead of answering with words he just made a slight nodwith his head to indicate it felt as though the mask was positioned right.”Can you see any light at all?” she asked.”No””Good. Now I want you to promise you won’t try to remove the sleepmask. With the sleep mask on you can focus on the feel of the clotheswith no distractions. It will help you relax and I want to make you feelthat you’re under my control. Is that Okay darling?”Again he answered, not with words, but with a slight forward nod of hishead. He was still sitting upright on the floor, leaning with his backagainst the sofa. He sensed she moved back around to be in front of him.Now Susan was kneeling next to him. The next thing Pat realized wasthat she was touching him. She was slowly gliding her hands over hisbody in a most erotic fashion. A light touch to his left nipple wasfollowed up by a firm stroke on his thigh.”Let’s move the towel over here a bit,” she whispered. “Now lay facedown on the towel with your arms folded in front of you.”Since he was wearing the mask, Pat had to feel around a bit for thetowel. He then stretched out. For the next few minutes she gave him aluxurious message. Her hands rubbed his back and stroked his legs forabout five minutes. The sensuous message was beginning to move him intoa dream like pleasure trance.”Now let’s have you stand up.” Her hands guided him up into a standingposition. He could feel her apply a gentle touch to his shoulders tohave him turn towards the right.”We’ll start with the panties. We bought six pair today. I want you totry them on, one by one, to see which ones fit.”He could hear her open one of the shopping bags.”Lift your right foot up, I’ll help you get the first pair of pantieson,” she directed as he could feel the fabric of the panties beingslipped over his ankle. “Now your other foot.” The panties were slid upover his thighs and were soon covering his penis.”These panties are too high cut in the front so they don’t fit you atall,” she observed. “Let’s take them off and try on the next pair.”One by one she helped him slip the undergarments on and off. Some fithim poorly so she set those aside. Others were more full cut and fit himsurprisingly well. Just as she had planned, the constant friction ofthe panties on his lower body was beginning to have an powerful effect onhim. She could see his penis start to grow and become hard. Susan alsonoticed his body reacted to her using the words “panties” and “penis.”The more he would hear her feminine voice repeat those keywords, the morearoused he became.”How do those panties fit?” she asked after an ivory colored pair wasslid up in place. Don’t the panties feel good on your penis?” sheasked already knowing the answer to the question. “These panties fit,but some of the other panties don’t fit as well, darling so I’ll putthose over here.” She was making a point of using the arousing keywordsliberally as she spoke. She did most of the talking as he would makeonly brief comments as to how each one fit.After he tried on all of them, they both agreed the fourth pair fit thebest. He stood there naked while she took those and put them in hishands so he could identify them by feel. He was becoming accustomed tothe blindfold so his senses were more attuned to touch and feel.”These panties are a color they call rosewood. Remember we got them atthe first store?” she asked. The label says they are made of nylon/lycraspandex. Remember this is the pair with the front panel made of theshinny stretch satin?”Pat needed no help in remembering. His mind vividly recalled thepicture on the package that held the panties. He loved how the full cutgarment hugged the model’s body to accentuate her curves.”Since these panties fit the best I want you to wear them as while youtry on the other things.” she announced.”In a moment I’ll help you slip into the panties. I want you to putthem on so the panties hold your penis in an upright position, that ispointed up. The tip of your penis will be pointed up towards you navelalong the underside of your belly. Do you understand.””Yes,” he replied.”Good, now the best way to do this is I want to perabet güvenilir mi make sure your penis isas hard as it can be before we slip the panties on you. Here’s how weregoing to do that,” she directed.”Kneel.”Pat went down to his knees and rested back so his legs were bent and hewas sitting upright.”No darling, I want you to kneel up,” she said. Pat had always haderotic feelings towards stories that involved dominant women. While herwords were not overly dominant, that fact that she took control of thesituation turned him on. He rose up so he was kneeling in an uprightmanner with his knees together.”Keep your left knee where it is and move your other knee to the right,”she said while touching his leg. “Hold still. There, that’sbetter,” she paused. “Now here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going toput a few pair of panties in your hands. I want you to use the pantiesto stroke your penis until it gets very hard. The main thing however, isyou must not cum! Stoking your penis will bring you close to orgasm,but you must not cross the line. I want you to stop right before youfeel the rush. We’ll then slip the panties on while you’re good andhard. Do you understand?” she asked. He replied with a quick nod of his head.”Good.”She took one panty and wrapped it around his right hand like a glove.Another panty was applied to his left hand in a similar fashion. Shethen took a third panty and had him hold it in both hands.”Now promise me you won’t cum,” she demanded.”Yes,” he sighed””Good, now begin,” she directed.It took about five minutes of the soft fabric stoking his penis for theblindfolded man to be hard as a rock. He was so aroused he thought hewould burst. Susan could see he was going into a trance-like eroticarousal. Earlier, once his blindfold was in place, she had turned on abrighter light. Now she could see a drop of pre-cum liquid forming atthe tip of his penis so she knew he was ready to orgasm.”Stop,” she said suddenly.If the blindfold would have been off she would have seen he was nearlyin tears. His body was aching to cum, but she stopped him at the lastmoment. Pat was so close to orgasm he thought the sperm would ooze outof the pores of his skin. She had him stand, then slipped the bestfitting panties up his over his thighs. His penis was so hard it waseasy for him to point it upwards with his fingers, properly in place. Hefelt a tingling sensation on his penis as his fingers touched it.”Put your hands together behind your back,” she ordered. “Palms facingaway from you with the back of your left hand resting in the palm of theright.” He then felt her firmly rub her hands and fingers over the frontsatin panel of the panty, through which she could easily see and feelthe outline of his thickened cock. This went on for about two minutes,but to him it felt like an erotic eternity.She then had him slip on the tights, right over the panties. Next camethe leotard. She helped him put each garment on in a slow, deliberatemanner that involved her hands stroking over his bare skin, and then thefabric as it covered his skin. He loved the feel of his body beingencased in the nylon tights and leotard. The garments seemed to hug himin a most erotic manner, quite unlike any male garment he had ever worn.”Tonight we’re just going to see how each thing fits,” she proclaimed.”Keep the leotard on for a minute, then we’ll try on the other things.Here, I’ll take your blindfold off for now and we’ll take a little break.”Next she picked up a bra and carried it with her into the bathroom. Hecould hear a light hissing sound. “Take the leotard off,” she said fromthe other room. Susan returned with the bra a while later.”Hold your arms out in front of you,” she directed. Susan steppedaround in back of him and slipped the bra over his shoulders. Awonderful feminine fragrance overcame him. While she was in the bathroomshe had sprayed some perfume on the bra cups. He loved the snug feel ofthe bra as it fit around his upper torso. His hands moved up to feel theshimmery side stretch panels of fabric. The bra was like nothing he hadever worn before and the smooth fabric gave a tingling feeling to his skin.”Next time you wear the leotard I want you to have a bra on underneath,”she said. Someday I may even get some artificial breasts to insert intoyour cups, but that will have to wait for another day. Here let’s haveyou try on some other things,” she said.One by one he was fitted into a waist nipper, panty girdle, corsoletteand all the other feminine foundation garments. The panties stayed inplace under most of the things, but for some she told him to take themoff first. It took the better part of half an hour for them to gothrough all the things.”We’re almost done now darling, and that’s good as I can see you looklike you’re overheated!” she laughed. “Here let me take those pantiesdown off your hips. Lay face down on the towel and I’ll let you cooldown and give you a message.” She brought him a drink which he sippedthrough a straw.Before he laid down Susan took a small hand towel and placed it in themiddle of the larger towel, right where his penis would be. He was nowcompletely naked. She started to message his shoulders. Next she gentlynudged his left hand indicating it was all right for him to slip it underhis body to stoke his penis. It was a heavenly experience for him. Shewas doing everything a woman could do to successfully tease and arouse aman, but he knew he must not reach orgasm without her permission.As a final inducement to arouse him, she took a pair of panties andreached under his side to place them in his left hand. He understood hecould use the panties to message his cock. Her hands moved slowly overhis legs, buttocks, back and shoulders while his left hand stroked thepanties over his cock. This went on for about five minutes.”Would you like to cum?” she whispered in his ear.Pat was so aroused he quickly let out a hiss like sound of the word “Yes.””Then go ahead darling.”About a minute later Susan could feel his body quiver and his musclestense, which was then followed by his sigh of relief. She then left theroom to let him relax for a while.In the end, the day was very enjoyable for both of them. Pat was verythankful that Susan understood his peccadilloes. Everything they didinvolved a bit of play acting. Susan prompted him into wearing thewomen’s undergarments. He protested at first, but latter “relented” andlet her have her way.Many of the things they bought for him did not fit, so they threw themout. What was left over was put into a special drawer in their bedroom.It was understood that she controlled the access to that. If she was ina playful mood, she would take out some panties or something else andgive it to him to wear.Of course, deep down, he really enjoyed the feeling of the panties andother things on his skin. She understood that. Many women would notknow how to react to learning their man enjoyed wearing panties. Theywould think the man is gay, queer or perverted. She knew none of thoselabels applied to Pat. The clothes were like a simple harmless stageprop that would spark his sexual interest.Pat appreciated the mature manner in which Susan handled their littlesecret. Her mood during the day was light hearted and relaxed, but shewas careful to not laugh at him or make fun of his desires. Her mannerin dealing with the situation was more like a professional person in aclinic. She took his desire to dress in panties seriously.He had no desire to “dress up” in public. He also had no desire to gofurther and wear dresses, makeup, wigs or jewelry. In fact most ofthe time they would make love in a conventional manner. Only once in awhile would they go on a shopping trip to a distant city and pick out afew feminine undergarments for him to wear in the privacy of their ownbedroom. Susan’s attitude made the experience great for both of them,and brought them together as a loving couple.

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