The Companion
Copyright© 2023 by HppyHrryHrdn
Chapter 24: Breakdown
Erotica Story: Chapter 24: Breakdown - Joe is a bit of a workaholic. His daughter's wedding will change all that. His daughter's mom suggests he takes more time off. She suggests someone goes with him since he won't vacation alone. He agrees to take on a companion. Life for both he and his companion will not go as expected as they travel together.
Caution: This Erotica Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Coercion Consensual Reluctant BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction MaleDom Spanking Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Small Breasts Slow
When I got to the room, Jackie was still in the towel and her suit was still in her hand. She was curled in the ball sobbing, uncontrollably. I proceeded to strip off my suit and go to the dresser, naked. While dressing, from the bed, I heard Jackie through her sobs, “How could you let them do that to me? You let them make me a slut. You ... you turned me into a whore having those guys use me like that.”
Not bothering to put on the underwear I had in my hand, I turned to her. “I did nothing of the sort. I didn’t have them do anything. You let them do what you say you like. The other evening with Tyleen, you said you liked it when guys played with you. That, you thought you could get a couple guys to eat you or finger your pussy while you played in the pool. And, the only reason that it didn’t occur was me. Well, I took me out of the equation. I let you do what you said you like to do. If that made you a slut, then a slut is what you might be. Because what you were and did down there is not on me. That is on you. I had nothing to do with it.” Exasperated, I gave it to her with both barrels. “Give me a fucking break. You’re the one who sat on the stairs and spread your legs. You did it so three guys that probably wouldn’t have touched you would eat your horny sloppy pussy. Without all the quote bullshit pretext. Plus just to make sure you got the slut thing truly right. You gave the ones that already had a turn sucking and tonguing your twat, a turn sucking and tonguing your tits at the same time one of the other guys was taking his turn.”
“But you made me stay. You made it so they could do that to me. And after being pinched, pulled on, and fingered I just wanted it done with. So yes, I opened my legs and let them have me. And yes. God help me. My body was enjoying much of it despite what I wanted “ Jackie cried, ashamed but not willing to give up blaming me.
I corrected her misinformation. “I never said that you had to stay or play the game. All I said you had to do was the competition against me. You could’ve asked me a second time if it was okay to leave at any point. I’d already told once I’d think about it. I would’ve been happy to stay down there and just float around for a while. Maybe I would’ve played a little Marco Polo with the guys that were there. If they had chosen to do so without your presence. So again, there is more to it. You weren’t staying there just letting your body enjoy what was done to it passively. You made an active decision not to ask to leave and to play the game. And another one to open your legs.”
I expected a rebuttal from Jackie. But, she simply stayed curled up on the bed and said nothing. Her tears rolled over her nose and down onto the sheet of the unmade bed. I didn’t indulge her or try and comfort her in her self-induced misery. Instead, I finished dressing. I turned to her and asked, “Are you going to dress? Or are you planning on going into the plant naked this morning?”
She raised her head and voice as she glared at me. “No! I’m getting dressed. You wouldn’t want the people at the plant to know what kind of a slut I really am. Now, would we?”
Her comment was purely directed at me and my earlier comments. I controlled my anger and told her, “No, I really would prefer not to have my employees be complete and total slut on the job site. It wouldn’t reflect well on the company’s good reputation. But if you want to whore around after work and it doesn’t get back to the client. Then that’s fine by me. Whore it up, when I don’t have plans for us.”
She slowly climbed off the bed. She stripped the towels from her nubile body while still in the room. Then she stomped over into the bathroom. The whole time she stomped, her tits and ass jiggled with every heavy placement of her feet. Agitated, she said, “So I guess I’m only a slut for you. Is that it?”
I let her angry tone go by, “I really don’t want you to be a slut for me. I kind of like the sweet woman you can be most of the time. But if a slut is what you want to be, I’m perfectly happy with that as well. Actually, all the better for me. I usually fuck the sluts.”
She gave up and once in the bathroom, she closed the door for the first time in a couple days as she showered. Jackie was still in a foul mood when she came out of the bathroom. Mumbling, she walked straight to the dresser not looking at me. Her ass had lost almost all its redness, but it retained its sexy jiggle. And, so did her grapefruit-sized cones. She left off her panties and bra before she pulled a fairly tight floral dress over her head. She was determined to make me feel bad about the morning’s activities. “This doesn’t make me look too slutty does it...” She looked back around and stuck out her ass to look at it. “I mean no pantie lines screams floozy. A respectable woman would have discrete ones so you know she’s wearing panties. And the lack of a bra...” She pulled her shoulders back and stuck out her chest, turning side to side. “Does it say strip me and suck my tits and pussy. Cause that is the look I’m going for.”
Calmy I addressed her, “Jackie, you are not in the right frame of mind to go to work today. Stay here do whatever you need to do to get your head on straight.”
“You sure? I don’t want to deprive you of your paid-for whore. I mean, that’s why I am here, isn’t it? To be your sex toy? I’m here so, anytime you get the urge, you can bend me over and wail on my ass. It’s just a way for you to get your sadistic jollies.” She bent over and pulled the floral skirt of her dress up. It rested on the small of her ass as she waggled her ass at me. “Come on, spank me. Spank my cute round ass. You know you want to turn it red. Come on, you can do it. I won’t mind. Actually, I think I’m starting to like it. So smack it ... Smack it hard. Then you can fuck me ... fuck me hard.” Her hand came down hard on her naked flesh. The pop told me she hadn’t held back. Moving her hand from where she had struck herself confirmed it. There was a perfect handprint starting to form in red.
I would let her comments about being my sex toy and her liking being spanked as well as fucking her pass without action, due to her mental state. But if she repeated them her mouth would be writing a check her ass and cunt would cash. “That outburst pretty much defines why you aren’t going with me. I’ll be back to get you at lunch. We have a date set up with the Simpson’s later this afternoon.”
“What you’re not worried I’ll be late like with Olivia. But this time laying over the edge letting all those sexy men fuck my pussy with their hard cocks.” Remaining bent at the waist, she reached back and pulled her pussy lips wide apart. The pink looked so eatable and the small hole so fuckable. “Me holding my cunt open for them, like this. While they pound away. It’ll be so gloriously their balls bouncing off my snatch making me orgasm over and over until my cunt is used up.”
“Jackie, you are a grown-ass woman. You can do whatever the fuck you want when you’re not with me. Don’t get me wrong. I hope you don’t throw your virginity away like that. You’ve held on to it this long waiting for the right man to come along. To go fuck a bunch of strangers because you’re pissed at me is really...” I was going to say sad but instead, “stupid,” Came out.
She stood upright letting her skirt fall back down over her hand-printed ass. “It’s really what?” I think she was expecting sad also.
“Stupid. Class A, stupid. That’s what I should have said.” I replied. “Think about it. While I’m at work.” I went to the dresser and fished out her dildo. I tossed it on the bed, “Here you should probably use this while I’m gone. Fulfill whatever it is you need with this. And get over it before I get back.”
Her eyes narrowed as fury passed over her face, “And give you the satisfaction of telling me when I should use my own dildo to fulfill my desires. There is no fucking way in hell am I going to do that. When I need to get some, I will decide how and where. And I can tell you, even if I had a burning desire to get off, I’m going to touch that damn thing the whole time you’re gone.”
“Suit yourself,” I opened the door and headed to the plant.
I came back from work to find Jackie sitting at the room’s desk on her company laptop. She heard me come in. I saw the familiar keystroke to hide what she was looking at bringing up something more acceptable. It was one of those moves that every employer pretty much knows and ignores, as long as what they’re looking at doesn’t end up getting the computer or the network they’re on a virus. I kind of figured that Jackie was surfing a porn site like Kristen’s board or similar. Our company’s filters long ago had given up blocking those types of sites. We just tracked them so if needed they can be used in an action to fire someone. But as long as they did their job, we ignored it. Plus it made it less likely employees would waste time trying to figure out a way around the filters.
She had pulled up some project details on a spreadsheet as I passed her. I made it evident I was looking at the screen. “You know you didn’t really have to work on work today. You’re taking the day off for mental health reasons.”
“Yeah, but I need to be better at my job,” she said not looking up from the screen. “Otherwise people are going to think I have the job because I am your sex slave. And mornings like this morning are just going to fuel that misconception. And I need to be ready for when you tire of your sex toy.”
“That is definitely a misconception. Both yours and others,” I said. Despite her not being a sex toy at the moment, if I did manage to make her my toy. I doubted I would get tired of playing with it. “For now, I’m not in the mood to deal with you. I’ll figure out what I’m going to do with you
while I’m out. You’re on your own for the rest of the day. I’ll pass my apologies on to the Simpson sisters.”
Jackie looked shocked. She sat staring blankly now at me. I didn’t give her enough time to say anything but,” But ... But...” as I turned and was out the door. I first found Tyleen and Martha and did as I said and apologized for missing out planned outing.
My aggravation was written all over my face, Martha cut to the heart of it. “Jackie, huh.”
Not wanting to lie but I keep my relationship issues to myself. “Just one of those days. I hope you understand.”
Tyleen nodded, “Sorry you will miss the auction this evening. There will be a lot of nice art on the block. It is better than going to the gallery. But we can get you into the more exclusive coming up later if you like. It will have a more ... diverse version of items on the block.”
Her hesitation before using the word diverse was strange. I let it pass as English not being her first language. “Thank you I’ll make sure I’m in the right frame of mind by then. Going to go improve it right now.”
“Meditation, or a hooker?” Tyleen asked.
“Neither,” I answered noticing Tyleen jumped to sex faster than her sister. “Going to sound strange but back at home, I got to train jumping out of airplanes with the Army Rangers. I did a job for them. And jumping out of planes was their way of saying they appreciated it. And I kind of got hooked. So anytime I have a bad day, I sneak out of work for a couple hours or so and go to fourteen to sixteen thousand feet and jump out of a plane. The minute-long free fall does great at clearing your mind of non-essentials.”
“We have done that probably twenty times. It is very fun. And it does put things into perspective when approaching the ground at sixty meters a second,” Martha said. “You found an outfit here?”
“Yes. You’re welcome to join me,” I said thinking it would be appropriate to offer.
“Maybe one day soon. But I have wanted to do it naked. It looks like fun doing it in the buff. All that wind blowing across my pussy. Assuming it does not freeze first.” Tyleen said not missing a chance at turning it into a sexual conversation. “Do they do naked jumps?”
“I’ll ask. If they do, I want to try it, also. I am overdue. I’ve already done my hundredth jump.” I said. I assumed they knew of the tradition of skydiving nude on your hundredth jump. Well, that is unless you are doing it as part of an exercise with a gun strapped to your back. “Well got to go.” I turned and started the short trip to the airfield.
To my back, Martha said, “And don’t worry about Jackie. We will make sure she is better by later tonight.” I didn’t dare ask what she meant. Women can be so much more creative at correcting the bad behavior of other women than men ever can.
The first jump helped. The second one cleared my mind of Jackie’s insane need to think of herself as my sex toy. All I could figure was she was trying to get me to see her as one. That somewhere inside she wanted it. Which was the explanation for her earlier activities. But even those thoughts were removed after a couple of drinks at the hangar bar. Where I found out that most nights the skydiving outfit did naked jumps for a group of nudists in the area. They had special harnesses and everything needed to do a jump without clothes.
I had expected to see Jackie in the room when I arrived back later than planned. Seeing her suitcase was still in place, I guessed she had stayed and I would see her sometime later in the evening. I found a quick note she had left on the dresser. The note said she was on the roof. That she needed some time in the sauna and hot tub after the morning’s events. She was likely out getting herself off up there since her dildo was where I had tossed it.
I stripped down and headed to the Jacuzzi figuring on a long soak before heading to bed. When I got to the roof in only my towel, I saw Tyleen soaking in the roiling and steaming water. Her breasts were floating in the overly chlorinated water. Her nipples were pointed yet didn’t have the look of hard nubs. She waved and said, “Come on the water is warm. And I am hot for you.”
“You’re in luck, looks like my babysitter isn’t around,” I joked.
“Then I am not in luck she is in the sauna,” Tyleen remarked.
“How long has she been in there?” I inquired.
“She went in right before I saw your gorgeous body coming my way,” The salt-and-peppered-headed woman flirted a second time.
The thought of going to bed early was thrown out the window. Instead, I thought it would be fun if I started to put into action, the plan I came up with while drinking at the hangar. I said to Tyleen, “I don’t usually deal in sexual favors. But, if you’d sit on the ledge and spread your knees I’ll lick and eat on that scrumptious-looking pussy of yours. If you’ll do me one favor.”
“Now I am intrigued.” The salt-and-pepper-headed woman quickly scrambled to the edge of the hot tube and spread her legs for me. With her legs spread wide, I had the perfect view of her black curly-haired covered pussy lips and the red fine folds between them. I stepped into the warm bubbling water and between her knees.
I leaned forward and gave the sweet-looking slit a long dog-like lap up her slit parting them with my tongue. Tyleen audibly sucked in a deep breath at the single lick of her cunt. On my tongue, I had a strong chlorine taste with a hint of her musky lube. Standing back up looking at her hazel eyes, I said to the gasping woman,” I have a plan for Jackie. And, it would go better with your help.” I leaned down for a second lick up the slit of the hope for accomplice.
Tyleen, again, drew in a deep breath as my tongue was coated for a second time. The taste of chlorine was less intense and the intensity of Tyleen’s pussy lube replaced it. Her voice went higher when she said, “Oh yeah. For another one of those, I do just about anything you want.”
I licked up her slit again and stopped to nip on the raised bud a the top of her now bloated folds. She gasped loudly and held her breath for a second before the equally loud exhale. “Oh god, I’ll do it whatever you want.”
I smiled at her and said, “I want to tease her. For the next couple of days, I want to get her close to orgasm but not let her achieve it. She’s been acting slutty lately. So I’m going to make it worse until she sees how slutty she’s been.”
Before I got another lick in Tyleen pulled herself together enough to say, “Oh I should have told you. Martha and I have a trick we are playing on her, too.”
Instead of licking her slit I went higher and sucked a nipple between my lips and swirled my tongue around it. I scraped my teeth lightly over the large nipple letting it pass out between my lips to ask her. “What are you and Martha up to?”
“Hopefully you don’t mind. We plan on using the masseur to play the joke. She is very naive and her being a virgin explains that. But she has been acting like she knows what we are talking about. And, since she could have you anytime and but doesn’t. We thought she deserved to be the center of a ruse.” Tyleen said sounding somewhat jealous.
“Awful catty,” I said rubbing her clit. “What is on tap for my companion?”
“Oh that feels so good,” Tyleen huffed and parted her legs further, tilting her hips. “Yeah, likely something like that ... Oh, do that again...” I stroked my finger back up through her slick slit. “Mmm ... Maybe she’ll get one or two of those too. Stefan has very strict instructions of what to do.” She said with a glint in her eye.
“So what instructions?” I asked while I circled her clit with my finger. I playfully took her fat nipple between my teeth and pulled on it. Grinning all the while I stretched it.
“You will just have to watch and see,” she said being somewhat secretive. Her hands came to my shoulders stroking them. All the while she pushed on them to encourage me back to her slit.
“Ok, let’s have this play out. It may be fun to watch,” I said after letting the nipple spring back. I slowly lowered myself back into the water staying between her thighs. I dove back into her pussy mouth first. I took her lightly-haired lips one at a time between mine. I nibbled the edge of the smooth inside and haired outside. Tyleen’s breathing increased with every nip and circle of her clit. My first finger garnered a light groan. The addition of a second while moving the first one in and out turned the light groan into more of a guttural one.
“You do anything like this to her, I am sure she’s going to be yours in no time.” She let out a small gasp and bit down on her lower lip as her body tensed and her tube clamped down on my finger in waves. With her pussy’s waves of contractions came hips thrust up at my administration. Her hands went to my head pressing it hard into her, as I took her clit between my teeth. Her pungent juices filled my nose as my fingers brought more and more of it out of her depths. Where they ran down her folds onto her perineum and the tile around the hot tube. Turning my fingers up I bent them alternating which one was scrubbing her upper washboard. My thumb slid along the insides of the thin lips hanging down between her meaty lips. Her hips had begun moving with my fingers and the pulsed vacuum I applied to her raised bud.
She was lost in the cunnilingus I was giving her and my fingers thrusting in and out of her oily box. Tyleen mashed my lips into her pelvis thrusting at me. The speed of her thrust and pressure on the back of my head increased as her breathing became a pant. She was lost in my nibbling and sucking on her clit and moving my fingers within her velvet passage.
She threw her head back and let out a moan. “Oh yeah, bite it harder.” Her groans got deeper and her panting became more rapid. Her thigh muscles fluttered as she arched using my head as an anchor, holding my hair. Her tight
hold drove my lips harder into her upthrust pelvis. She climaxed keeping the volume down to that of an ambulance with sirens blaring.
Her hold on my hair waned as her climax died down and I finished sucking down her orgasmic juices. She fell back releasing my hair altogether. I submerged myself in the swirling water while Tyleen recuperated. She sat up still panting, “Oh God, when can you do that again.”
“Soon, but I need you to do me one other favor,” I said coming completely up out of the water. “Don’t tell Jackie I was up here.”
“Ok,” Tyleen replied her breathing still returning to normal.
“That and would you mind getting her worked up? I know she doesn’t have an issue with getting sexual with women. And remember my goal of getting her close to climax but stopping short of getting her there.” I said hoping my promise of a future cunnilingus would be enough for her to agree. To make sure I gently squeezed her large breast as I got completely out of the hot tub.
Tyleen said, “Oh you’re so bad. What do you have in mind for the girl when she’s ready to pop?”
I didn’t have a good answer to her question. So I parroted her earlier comment, “You will just have to watch and see. I’ll be back in an hour that should be enough time to get Jackie good and going. And I imagine my coming back should put the brakes on her getting to climax. So can you hold it off until I get back?”
“Oh, sure I can play with the girl under the guise of having a bigger climax if it is delayed.,” Tyleen answered. Then off the cuff, she said, “It is true you know. The delayed climax is so much bigger and better than a quick one.”
With Tyleen satisfied, I went to the room to phone Stefan and plan for his massage of Jackie. I picked up the phone and dialed the number for Stefan. When he picked up I said, “Hi this is Joe Franklin.”
“Yes Mr. Franklin,” Stefan replied, “Nice to hear from you. What can I do for you?”
“I would like to hire you for another massage of my companion,” I stated. “You did a good job last time. I’d like you to do the same with a few more modifications.”
I hear Stefan in the earpiece say, “Sure Mr. Franklin I’ll be happy to accommodate. But Ms. Simpson has already scheduled me for yet tonight, with Ms. Kennedy. She has given me a set of rules for the session. What would you like me to do extra for your woman this time?”
I explained into the mouthpiece as Stefan listened, “As I said I have a few special requests for you again, assuming the same cost.”
Stefan quickly said, “Yes it should be.” He then added his usual spiel, “If you will just let me fuck Ms. Kennedy and all the extras will be of no charge for the rest of your visit.”
I ignored his suggestion, “Obviously, you should be nude as you give her the rub down. As you do so, I want you to intentionally get Jackie close to orgasm yet not push her over the edge. I don’t want your finger in her, unless I give you a nod it is OK. But I’m sure you can manipulate her cunt from the outside and have her ready to climax. You should keep her on that edge the whole time. Additionally, I’d like you to ... At my direction, go up to her head. Make sure your dick is close to her mouth. Actually, you should press the underside of your cock to her lips but don’t put it in. Leave that to her. Because if you do a good job getting her horny I fully expect her to give you a blowjob. This will be OK, and only this will be OK. While getting blown it would be good if you could hold off coming as long as possible. It’s okay if you shoot into her mouth. I’m fairly sure she’ll swallow it down but I’m not positive. Once that happens the massage should end. And, a blowjob more than pays for this session. And if she doesn’t give you one the previous fee will apply.”
Again, I heard Stefan say, “That sounds fair. But Ms. Simpson said you wanted me to masturbate using Ms. Kennedy’s body. And I was to orgasm onto her face and tits if possible. Is that not true any longer?”
Not wanting to spoil Martha and Tyleen’s hoax I suggested, “Maybe the first squirt can be in her mouth and the rest on her.” About to hang up I said, “When I left, Jackie was in the steam room relaxing. The heat should have her ready for a nice massage shortly. So please head up in fifteen minutes.”
I was walking into the rooftop spa twenty minutes later. Stefan was not there yet, but I found Jackie in the hot tub sitting extremely close to Tyleen. Even from the distance of just coming in, I could see Jackie had her head tossed back as was Tyleen’s. And despite the hot tub’s jets roiling the water, I could tell that they had their hands between each other’s legs. It was also clear the hands were working feverishly on clits that were between them.
Not getting any closer, I said, “Hey girls, what’s up?”
My voice brought the two back to what was going on around them. Their heads immediately rose back up and their eyes opened in stunned surprise. The fact I was actually running a little later than I had expected was good. Evidently, their mutual masturbation was taking longer than Jackie expected. Tyleen was doing a great job of having Jackie to the point of cumming while not putting her over the edge. All the while having her orgasm a few strokes from starting.
Tyleen extracted her hand from between Jackie’s legs. Over the wine of the hot tub’s blower motor and roiling water, she answered, “Nothing much. Just a little girl talked going on.”
I was beginning to wonder if all girl-talks meant that two women were pleasuring each other. It seemed to be what Jackie and Olivia always called it. While contemplating the definition of girl talk, I could also hear an extremely low, “Damn it. Did he have to show up now?” Jackie was definitely un-pleased I had shown up. She glared at me and removed her hand from between Tyleen’s legs on her way to standing up.
I did enjoy watching Jackie stand up in the hot tub. Her firm tits rose out of the bubbling water looking so seductive and sweet with perfect small nubs atop their puffed-out areola. However this time they were not so puffed as stiffened, from the sexual excitement due to her and Tyleen’s mutual masturbation. She looked over at me still not yet over the morning’s incident. She still acted as if she blamed me for it and said tersely, “I’m going to go to the steam room.”
I nodded ignoring the insolent look and said, “Well, I guess I’ll take your place here with Tyleen. I know I’m not a girl, but maybe I could take over the girl talk for you.” Jackie just glared at me for the comment and what it implied.
Tyleen, though, happily said, “Owh ... I’d like that.” She patted the top of the water next to her inviting me close.
Jackie was halfway to the steam room when I got into the hot tub. She was in the enclosed room before I had a chance to fully sit down and get comfortable on the seating ledge in the hot tub.
Tyleen looked at me and said, “Whatever you did ... She is not at all happy. You have her in a tizzy.”
I replied, “I haven’t done anything to her. Everything that is upsetting her right now is of her own doing. I just happened to be there. She’s the one who thought she needed to make statements that her mind wasn’t ready to cash. Her body though was fine with it, and ready to make change.”
Tyleen said, “Yeah I heard about that and not from her. There were some guys talking down in the lobby earlier about some woman down in the pool this morning. They had a chance to eat and finger her. And that the woman usually goes down in the almost non-existent bikini. They didn’t know what her name was or if she was still one of the guests here. I knew immediately from Jackie’s conversation with us the other night it was her before they said anything about the bikini.”
“Yeah well,” I started, “as I said earlier. She did it to herself. I had nothing to do with it, except making sure she wasn’t lying the other night.”
Tyleen then proceeded to correct me, saying, “Oh, but you did have something to do with it. You have got that girl wound so tight that she was willing to have a bunch of different guys eat her. When all she really wants is for you to fuck her long and hard. But she does not want to admit to that. And until you do that she is going to be a neurotic talking about crazy shit she would never really want to do. Then doing it when confronted with it.”
“Well, I guess then I get to put up with neurotic crazy shit for a while. Because until she says she is ready for me to fuck her I’m not going to go there. And she can be just as big a slut as she wants. Though I do hope she limits her activities somewhat.” I said.
“You mean you don’t want her fucking anybody else,” Tyleen said accusingly. “You want to be the one that pops that cherry.”
“And how do you know that she’s a virgin?” I inquired forgetting I had told her the day before.
“Girl talk it’s more than just hands and mouths getting to know the other person. We do actually talk every now and then. Plus you told me.” Tyleen answered.
“Oh yeah, Well that’s good to know girl talk involves some talking,” I said. “But yes, I think it might be fun to be the one that has sex with her for the first time. Her previous female partner was under the impression that if I made love to her first. From there on out, I’d own her.”
Tyleen just nodded, “Yes that is definitely the case. She is so ready to pop that I think anybody who, actually, finally puts their dick in her, will likely own the girl for some time.”
“Then I guess I’m going to have to let her do her crazy shit and slutty things. And just keep an eye on her. So, she keeps it between the rails. She’s a pretty good companion and I’d hate to have her run off with some Joe blow just because he screwed her.” I said wondering if it was worth the risk of not fucking her.
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