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Keeping the Family Business Alive [Bene and Daleeria]

Lana was sitting on a bench outside the store transferring all her photos and shit to her new phone. Gratefully, she accepted the bottle of water and waved the bag next to her at him. "Couple of burners, extra phone chargers... Obviously I got a phone. The prepaid shit is kinda nice. Didn't take me long to get it set up and I got a trade in value from my old phone so even better. Now I don't have to deal with that shit anymore. One of those hot dogs for me?"

Out of everything she considered 'peasant food' hot dogs were one of her favorites."We can sit for a minute if you want, I gotta figure out where all I need to go for everything else I need. Monday I need to get registered for school or CPS will come knocking and I doubt you want them snooping?"
 
Gavin took a seat next to her and handed over a hot dog. He nodded and stuffed his face with the other, downing it with only a few bites. Once it was gone, he washed it down with the coke and sighed contently. Getting her into school would be important. Especially to get CPS off their backs. Even though she was only a minor for a few more weeks.

“Oh, was there a Chris Fisher in that book? I bumped into him just now, and he got super sketched out when I mentioned your name. Did ya fuck him too or something?” he asked with a small smirk. Knowing right damn well she did.

There were probably half a dozen dudes she had used her body to persuade. Including him. At least their arrangement was mutually beneficial. For now. Once Lana got established and enough money to move out, their deal would be over. Then Gavin would go back to his regular life, but with some cash and nicer digs no doubt.

Yet part of him sort of liked being around Lana, not just when they were having sex. Though that part was definitely better.
 
If Lana would have had bunny ears they would have perked up all the way with the delight and touch of cruel grin in her face. "You ran into Fish? Well that's good news indeed. I wonder if he lives around here. I'm sure his wife would looooove to know what else he's been sticking his dick in!" with a slightly unhinged giggle she looked over at Gavin. "You're going to love this story. It's fucking hilarious."

Lana took a few bites of her hot dog and chewed thoughtfully for a moment. "So like two years ago he comes crawling back. Wife wants a baby bad, his dead end job isn't close to making ends meet and needs the buffer cash. Of course dad didn't really trust him. Figured a bit of blackmail would keep him loyal. So he set Fisher up with me right? Just a quickie, some pictures and a video with me on his dick at age fifteen. I had just gotten my tongue piercing," Lana sipped some water, the smirk starting to wide."He never even made it that far. I mean, it's clear him and the wife had been fighting and chances were he hadn't gotten any while, but I timed it and dad got just enough incriminating photos before I pulled off to move myself in his lap, I stroked him like one or two extra times like a girl do... And he came all over my face. Less than two minutes of attention, and this asshole skeets all over my face with a backlog of cum. Hell, he probably owes me for that baby at this point for clearing the pipes out for him!"

It wasn't the last time she fucked Chris either. There was more than one video on her phone that clearly showed Chris's face with him slamming his dick deep inside her. "So we had a few fucks, and then he tried backing out on us, saying the baby needed stability. He just started dealing for himself instead of us, reportedly but dad let him go. Said if we ever needed that line again it'd be good for him to owe us for letting him out of the life fucking twice."
 
“Sounds like him.” Gavin replied. The part that concerned him slightly was Louie using his daughter like that. It made sense why she was so promiscuous now. Part of him felt sorry for her, but with Louie gone that meant she wouldn’t have to do that anymore. Unless she wanted to. Those videos she mentioned were dangerous, and he couldn’t help but wonder who else she had videos of. As far as he could tell she didn’t have her phone last night to get any of him.

Gavin downed the rest of his drink and tossed the bottle into a nearby trash can. He stretched a bit and sighed, looking to Lana.

“So now what? We got your bed coming tomorrow, your phone, and lunch. We do need to enroll you in school but I’m pretty sure that’s an online thing. Or a phone call I’ll have to make. It just seems pointless being that you’ll only have a few weeks of school before you graduate.” he said. “But apparently you’re a fucking genius so you’ll graduate no problem. Any thought about college? Or is your focus gonna be the family business?” he asked.

Thinking about it, Gavin wasn’t sure what his future held. The plan was to pick up Louie’s work so she could provide for herself and get out of his hair. He’d get his cut along the way, so he wondered how to spend that money.
 
"No, I'm definitely going to go to college. Business school, preferably. Yeah, I'm going to continue on his legacy, but I need to be smarter than him. That means have more legitimate business and knowledge than he did. Diversify my income as much as possible so that the drug money is less than half of my total income over all. Then when they come snooping, they see I've made my money using my own wits, credit and it'll be easy to bury laundered money scattered across several business... Going to get some stock trading going on too. Louie had a stock broker buddy that recommended it and he never did jump on that... But if done right it'll make enough money over the summer to cover college," Lana seemed to have this all worked out. "Besides, if I open up a small shop somewhere and go through college, that gives me all that sweet frat boy money, which will be the next key to my success."

"And besides, me doing that last bit of high school is crucial for my imagery to CPS and keeping them out of our way. Plus I can make connections and sales on a ground level. I'm rebuilding everything from scratch. My reputation as well as the McGonigal name has a stain in it thanks to Louie... And my foundation will be stronger than anything he considered building. Like I said, I'm playing the long game!" she stood up and dropped her now empty bottle and napkin into the trash next to him, bending over slightly to pick out some other trash and expose her as to him to remind him what his stake was in this. "Frankly the rest of what we need are some more groceries from the market, some plastic stuff to put leftovers in, a slow cooker and pots and pans. I mean, I get you're living off frozen food but only one pan and spatula??"
 
“There’s a Target downtown that’ll have that sort of stuff off cheap. But that means a bus ride. Plus to that would be we could also take it straight home.” he said and pointed towards the bus stop. “It’s actually a straight shot, and the bus will have AC. Can you bring yourself to ride a bus princess?” he teased.

This is why they needed a car. Maybe that’s what he’d use his money on. There was still the nest egg that Louie left him, that she didn’t know about, so that could be a down payment on a nice car. Or he could pay cash for a beater. It would just be hard to do so without making Lana suspicious. But with them being partners in business now, being open might be the best call.

Gavin led them across the street to the bus stop and sat down on the bench. “I got cash too by the way. Louie left me that along with his book. Was gonna use to get a car, but the bus works well enough for me. Any idea for how to use your daddy’s money?”
 
"Bus. Great..." Lana sounded last than thrilled about it but sighed, following him across the seat and sitting next to him. The bus schedule on the glass covering to the bench said the bus had ten minutes to get there.

She pulled out one of the burner phones. "the only number in here so far is my burner phone, but here you go, business phone for the moment," she handed the flip phone to him before slipping both of her phones into her purse, ridding herself of an extra bag.

His mentioning of the money made her look over at him. "Yeah? Personally, I'd hold off on spending much of it besides bills. Be a nice cushion to have if my plan goes to shit and you end up with nothing else but what he gave you, not that I think it's going to. But I'm not omniscient and can't see every unknown, and I'm not cocky enough to think I'm infallible..."

"A car is one of my first priorities. Hard to get around without one, but I have a plan for that and Mr. Fisher has a part to play in that. I'm glad you ran into him today... I'm interested to see what he'll do with the information that I'm around."

Chris knew what Lana had on her phone, he just hoped her phone and any copies of those pictures and videos had been destroyed. Because if they were anywhere the feds could find him, him and a few other men would be rotting in prison. "Don't worry, we'll have a car before my birthday if I have any say in it!"

The bus pulled up and Lana looked at it, thoroughly confused on how anyone lived like this. She missed her super fast pretty car so much. Never more so though than this moment."Because I can't do this untracked if everyone sees me riding the city bus around..."

She let Gavin climb on first, following his lead in this foreign world and finding them a seat at the back of the bus. She sat near the window, trying to get a feel for the streets by watching them go by, and also effectively putting him as a barrier between her and anyone who'd think to sit near her.

This also blocked them both from public view as she leaned over to whisper: "And here I figured you'd enjoy knowing I didn't put panties on for you, whether or not anyone else got the show," as her hand slid into his lap.
 
“Oh yeah?” he said, feeling her hand in his lap. “Why do I care?” he asked in the same voice as her, not giving into whatever she wanted from him. This was dangerous for a public bus, but at least they were at the back with few eyes on them. But there was no way he was gonna let her do anything.

“You really are a slut, huh?” he asked her. “I thought that was all an act to get my book.” he confessed. Most dudes would find that nice, but he was very quickly getting annoyed by it. Good thing he had a way to de-stress after all of this.

Hopefully they could make it though one more store and another bus ride before she drove him completely insane. Already he was starting to get hard with her hand there. But Gavin did nothing to stop her either, so he was just as at fault. They had a good twenty minutes left on this ride, and the one from Target would be a good forty-five.
 
Lana laughed. Pretty loudly too, loudly enough she immediately pulled her hand off his lap in case she drew attention. "You don't want to know how old I was the first time my dad encouraged me to sleep with a man," Lana shrugged casually. She didn't think enjoying sex as much as she did made her broken, as fucked up as most of her sex life had been in reality. Sex was just a thing, her body a tool and if it got her where she wanted, who was she to deny the gift she had been given in her gorgeous body?

"What's wrong with loving sex? People make 'slut' sound derogatory when if it weren't for sluts about 80% of guys would never get fucked at all! Guys like you," Lana egged him on a little bit. This was purely for her pleasure; she didn't want anything other than him so frustrated he fucked her even harder tonight. She wouldn't complain if she woke up barely able to move and covered in cum tomorrow morning. His bed would reak of sex by the time they were done.

However, she caught the sight of his bulge out of the corner of her eye and leaned over to nip at his ear and whisper again: "Despite what you say, someone else seems to feel differently..." her hand grazed his cock again rubbing once or twice before she separated from him body again.
 
“I find how slutty, sorry empowered, you are pretty awesome. I benefit from it, as will your business. But time and place girl. Back of the bus ain’t the time to be touching my cock. Or flaunting about without panties on.” he told her, speaking in that whisper-yell voice again. Gavin looked around quickly and saw nobody watching them. That was good at least, but still. Once again he did nothing to stop her, and his body betrayed him as he got harder under his shorts.

When she pulled back he sighed in relief and then leaned in to whisper in her ear.

“Keep it up, and I’m gonna have to punish you.” he said, then sat back up. Knowing that was only encouragement.

As he pulled away, he took a peak outside the window.

Outside the bus, they were caught in traffic downtown. Only making things worse. They were in the nice part of the city now, complete with the taller buildings and nicer cars outside. The designer shops were here too, and the air reeked of money. If Lana had things her way, then they’d be walking amongst those fuckers. If not looking down on them.

The store was still a good ways away and the traffic didn’t help.
 
Lana sighed. Traffic was the bane of her existence. Usually at least she had a pretty car to herself blasting music and smoking weed while she waited. Here she had to behave.

At the next stop a few more people got on, filling up the rest of the seats in front of them and putting Lana on her best behavior. Didn't do for them to get caught, and plus she was starting to get uncomfortable with all the strangers. She was glad Gavin was between her and anyone else.

By the third stop, there were already people starting to stand for other people and a small family came to the back, three kids and the two parents, the mother clearly pregnant. There was barely enough space for all of them in the back seat. "Should we like... Move or something for them?" she whispered almost feeling guilty.

In the end a few people were asked to double up to make room for some elderly and somehow Gavin ended up in her seat with her petite hips perched on his crotch while she chatted with an 80 year old woman that seemed too blind to realize Gavin probably wasn't her father.

It was an opportunity she abused though, shifting her hips and grinding every time the bus shook or she shifted to point out something on the crochet project the old lady was working on.
 
Underneath her Gavin was almost rock hard by now. Lana was chatting away with some old lady as tortured him. The urge to just pull his pants down and fuck her now was strong, but so was the desire to not go to jail. Traffic had started to move again, meaning this would end eventually. While he sat there, he thought of what he was doing to do to her when they got home. Thinking about that only got him harder.

At last the bus stopped and the lady got off the bus. Gavin pushed her off of his lap and into the seat next to him, but now his erection was super obvious. He moved his hands to his lap in an attempt to cover it even a little, but it was no real use.

“Fuck you.” he said to her and shut his eyes, leaning over it the seat so his head was against the seat in front of them. Gavin focused as hard as he could on anything but Lana, and after a minute or so his erection would finally go away.

Just in time for them their stop.

Gavin got up and walked with her off the bus and into the parking lot for Target. Now that they were alone he slapped her ass.

“You’re the worst. Let’s get what you need and go home.”he said to her and started to walk towards the store. When they got home he was going to show her why teasing him is a bad idea.
 
When the lady left, Lana didn't even get time to slide off his lap before he unceremoniously shoved him off the growing bulge she could feel her wet sex grinding against. She could see the little wet spot she left behind and God damn did it give her a sense of pride that despite all his gusto she affected him so badly. "Easy to say 'fuck you' when we both know that's what's happening tonight!" she whispered in his ear as they hit the next bus stop, the one that was theirs.

She was walking ahead of him when she felt that large hand slap her ass. Pointedly she gave a loud moan as the sting hit her cheek, looking back at him with trouble in her eyes. She wasn't going to make this trip easy.

As they got to the store she grabbed a cart, not really needing it but wanting to keep her hands free as they headed into the store. First she headed to the aisles with all the Tupperware and the slow cooker she'd need.

Down the aisle there was no one else to witness them, she stopped the cart, bent down right in front of him without warning forcing him to either bump directly into her exposed ass, or to stop short and stare at the glistening pussy her skirt hid from view until she was bent over far enough. With a smirk she grabbed the slow cooker she wanted, just big enough for the two of them and put it in her cart.
 
Gavin fell right into her trap, and walked straight into Lana. Realizing this he quickly stepped away and saw that it was her bare lips he had walked into. That's right, she wasn't wearing panties. This girl was the fucking devil. Clear as day, she exposed herself to him and anyone else who could walk by. Luckily there weren't. He was caught in her trap for a few moments, but quickly snapped himself out of it.

"Stop that! Are you fucking stupid?!" he whisper-yelled to her. As he did he reached forward and grabbed the back of her dress to pull her vertical. Gavin stepped away from her and sighed angrily. "Behave yourself. Or else." he added on. The things he was going to do to her when they got home. This girl needed manners, and to learn how to listen to him. There was just one way he knew he'd be able to through to her. And unfortunately, she knew this too and goaded him on.
 
Lana looked back at him with a fake innocence that screamed her actions were purely intentional. "Stop what? All I did was bend over to grab this slow cooker. I'm going to make a roast. Some stews and soups!" she straightened up, because she wanted to, not because he forced her. At least that's what she told herself.

But if nothing else, his growl to behave herself reminded her that she didn't know his limits and she had no clue what her sins for the day had already netted her the moment they got home.

The last stop she made, was for shampoo and body wash and a bit of make up that she intentionally took far longer than she needed picking out just to frustrate him more. At one point she walked over to him with two shades of lipstick and compared them to his skin. When he no doubt looked at him funny she batted her eyelashes at him. "Just figuring out what would look best at the base of your cock," she chirped cutely and walked away.

Lana was 100% sure he was ready to get the fuck out of Target by the time she swiped her debit card, flirted with the cute cashier and grabbed them a couple of extra candy bars to snack on on the bus ride home.

Outside of a car, she had most of what she needed to make life with him tolerable. "Yo if I give you some cash will you buy some more beer?" she asked as they carried their bags out to the bus stop. It just so happened the next bus was just a block down. Perfect timing. She couldn't wait to get home.
 
Luckily for Gavin, the bus was fairly empty as they got on. This would give him some much needed space from Lana. He took his seat at one end of the bench, with at least 3 between Lana at the other end. From that far away, he could ignore her better and try to focus for a bit. There was a bit he needed to think over, and could do without her testing him for a good 10 minutes. That was all he was sure he needed.

The bus began to move and didn't fill up much. About 2 rows up there was an elderly couple, 2 more from them a dude wearing a suit. Gavin sighed with relief, but shot Lana a suspicious look before turning his attention towards the outside of the window. The buildings past one by one, with the occasional side street breaking it up. Finally, he would have peace.

Now that Lana had a bunch of stuff to bring into his place, this whole thing seemed a bit more real. They had made their first steps back into the world that got him locked up. That mind of hers already had the next ten steps planned, and he was just along for the ride. But it was better than the alternative.

After about fifteen minutes of mulling things over, he turned his head to her to check on her. Most of this ride she been far to quiet. That scared him.
 
Lana had slipped off her shoes and gotten comfortable while she tallied up how much she had left, and thought about her next immediate move. The one towards the man she was giving a mercy break to. Really, he deserved it for being so patient and dealing with her sluttiness and disrespect.

But she left him be until they were nearly fifteen minutes from home by her estimate, almost a full thirty minutes of silence. Sliding ever so slightly closer while he was looking out the window once more, her soft feet found their way into his lap. There were only two other people now, both in the very front row.

It was a perfect time to make her move. Her foot slid over his thigh, rubbing firmly against his crotch as she lifted her skirt so he could see how wet she was. Two fingers slipped against her clit, a soft moan escaping her mouth. She was going to make this the hardest 15 minutes of his life.
 
Gavin stared intently at her, rock hard under the feeling of he feet in his lap. This bitch. There was nothing he could do or say right now that would convey how pissed he was right now. This was so incredibly stupid. So incredibly dangerous. And so incredibly fucking hot. So he allowed her to keep going and instead decided to think about how to get her back for all this.

“Just wait.” he mouthed to her and rested his head on the back of the seat. Gavin turned his head slightly so he could watch her without being obvious. Every second he watched, he grew more and more upset. More and more determined to get her back for all of this.

A minute would go by before he got bolder and reached to hold her feet still in his lap. His thick thumb massaged her sole roughly. Despite walking in heels, there were still very soft.

Another minute would go by and he’d drop her feet to let her do as she pleased once more. Gavin was almost painfully hard now. His stomach even began to ache now. All fuel for the fire he was going to unleash on her when they got home.
 
Lana spread her legs a bit more, fingers slipping into her tight hole as she stroked along his shaft with her foot, watching his facial expression with a look of glee on her own face. She was glad she took prime care of her feet and hands now, though she had never thought she'd be using her feet like this. The fact that he was as hard as he was over it intrigued her. It made her want to experiment more with it. After all, she wanted him to use her body. Her feet were just another tool.

They were almost home now, and she smirked, readjusting herself to sit next to him with her bags in hand. She leaned over to whisper in his ear: "You call me a slut, you dirty old perv!" teasingly, standing up as the bus stopped. There was a clear small wet spot where her pussy had been as she grabbed their stuff and got off the bus.

It was good to be home, and she couldn't march herself up the three flights of stairs fast enough. Knowing she was in for a pounding, she just hoped he let her out their new stuff on the kitchen table before he destroyed her.
 
About halfway up the stairs, Gavin came up behind her and picked her up by wrapping his arm around her waist and lifting her up. This would cause her to fall forward and no doubt drop shit, but they could get that later. To his surprise nothing fell as she held on for dear life. Once at the the top of the stairs, he set her down and walked past her to unlock the door. Gavin then turned around and jerked her forward by her wrist and pulled her inside of the apartment. This did cause her to drop the bags on the other side of the doorway. Once she was in, he kicked the door shut and practically threw her into the wall.

A second later he was behind her and his hands gripping either side of her waist. He stood behind her and pressed his hard cock into her ass and whispered into her ear.

"Too horny to control yourself, huh? Guess I didn't do a good enough job last night..." he said in the same whisper-yell voice.

After saying that, he stood up straight and lifted the back of her dress to expose her bare ass and pussy. Gavin then started slapping her ass as hard as he could, each strike leaving a red handprint on her bare flesh. After about five or six he stopped, and moved his hands to his shorts. He pulled them down, and his hard cock sprung free at last. Now it was his turn to tease her. Positioned behind her, his hand wrapped around the base of his cock and guided just the head into her wet folds. He made small circles, just barely not entering her. But he could feel how wet she was. And how bad she wanted this.

Gavin rested his tip just between her lips and leaned forward again, causing him to only enter her haflway.

"If you want the whole thing you'll have beg slut." he said slightly louder.

"Beg."
 
Even though she had been working to get him worked up she hadn't expected it to work so well that he had decided to haul her up the rest of the steps. Lana held onto her bags for dear life as he carried her up, trying not to scream or giggle loud enough to draw attention.

Lana had really tested her limits and clearly broken him, something she hadn't quite intended. Now he was going to break her. Every part of her should have been flashing red flags, trying to get away, but instead she felt the wetness between her thighs getting more pronounced.

"Fuck! You're going to go make me break shit!" she gasped as the bags dropped just inside the door, hearing things make noise and growling at him. Each smack of her ass caused her to cry out in pain, though the sting left behind had her whimpering for more. "Maybe you did such a good job with your dick, that it turned me to an even bigger slut?"

Blaming him for her problems, turn it around on him always blaming her for the situations they ended up in.

Lana could feel the head of his cock and was anticipating the slam of him into her...... But he just teased and tortured her, playing her own game and she growled and tried to slam back against him, crying out in frustration. "Fucking hell just give me your cock already!!"
 
Gavin decided to let her have it, but only because he wanted it just as bad. The feeling of her wrapped around him felt even better than it did last night. This time he would be way rougher with her, and hopefully teach her a lesson about fucking with him. Once she had settled to his length, he began pumping his cock in and out of her roughly. Each thrust he went to the hilt into her, his hips touching her ass.

As he got into a rhythm, his breath picked up as did his grunts and groans. In between thrusts his hand would graze her cheeks ever so often, with the same intensity as earlier. Then he got an even better idea. Gavin gave her one last slap, before setting his hands around her hips again. Using all of his strength he pounded her, and brought her hips towards him with each thrust. After a few of those he slowed down his thrusts, and slipped his thumb into her ass.

It popped into her easily, and he started he picked his thrusts back up. Gavin made a mental note to put his cock there instead eventually, but for now just fucked her pussy.

After a good minute or so he began to get tired, but powered through it. Last thing he needed was for him to tease him about his age. That was of course if she could still speak after this.
 
For a minute she wondered if he was going to literally make her beg; there was a few seconds of hesitation in his action before her entire body jolted with much needed pleasure as he split her once more. "Man I was so sure you were going to fuck me on the bus earlier..." she smirked and goaded him one last time before he started rutting into her without remorse.

From that point on she was just along for the ride, holding onto the wall for dear life as one long, continuous cry of pleasure erupted from her mouth. His balls smacked against her mound at an almost inhuman pace she knew he couldn't keep up but appreciated none the less.

Stamina didn't matter for these abusive pounding, because after the first minute her pussy clenched around him in the first of many orgasms. "Oh fuck yes!" the petite brown body he was gripping shook on his cock.

"Hey... You ever fuck a girl in the ass before?" she panted out curiously, not teasing him this time, but throwing her ass back against his thumb as she started to work against him. "I've always wanted a huge cock in my ass... I'm a huge ass slut..."

Of course she could still talk, she had warned him she'd always have something to say. He'd need to gag her to keep her silent.
 
Gavin slowed down a bit as she asked her question, and thought about. Sure he had before, but he hadn't considered it with her just yet. But then again why not. He pulled out of her puss and let go of her hips, letting her fall to the floor in slump. He panted for a bit and stared down at her before clearing his throat to speak.

"Suck me off then, get me nice and lubed up for your ass. Oh, and you're gonna have to really beg for it. Otherwise I'm just gonna go jerk off in my room." he said to her. They both knew he was lying, but he had hoped her mind was fucked enough she would believe him for just a minute. This gave him a chance to recharge some of stamina too, so he welcomed the short break. Plus that would mean he would get to feel her lips on him again.

He stroked his cock looking down at her, thinking about how good it would feel to use her other hole.

"So what will it be, slut?" he asked in a low voice.
 
Lana fell to her knees the moment he let her go, panting hard and already coated with sweat. How depraved she was hadn't had a clear definition until now; this moment where she turned around on her knees, face level with his balls, and turned those doe brown eyes up to his own with his shaft splitting her face. This level she had sunk to just to survive felt like a low even for her; was she no better than her father using her sex against an older man? Sure, she had no intention on blackmailing or trapping him at all but that didn't make what she was doing any less devious.

But at the same time she was loving being used so roughly. She was under no illusions he honestly gave a shit about her. This was the perfect deal.

And since he had been so accommodating, and she was feeling almost a tinge of guilt, for a moment she'd give into her basest submissive urge... She couldn't deny she loved seeing him squirm and question every time she took something too far.

So her mouth pressed against his balls, planting almost a gentle kiss at first before she started to suck on one of his nuts, wondering just how degrading she looked like this. This wasn't something she did to any other man; she was just getting more creative on how to keep him interested long enough to make this all work.

Lana could taste herself on him again and it made her curious to what he tasted like not covered in her juices. Her tongue ran up his shaft deliberately. "Oh we might still break your bed before the new bed shows up..." she whispered as her mouth opened to receive his cock.
 
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