Exploring More than the Psyche

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IC: "Shit," groaned a feminine voice as she spun on her heels. She forgotten her knapsack back in the lecture hall. How you just a bag filled with 50 lb books, she hadn't a clue, but Lily had left it and she had to go back. She had finals in the morning and desperately needed to study. It was already10:30. She didn't have too much time, 12 hours at the most. A normal person would think 12 hours more than enough, but not her. Running a slender hand through her fiery red hair, the young woman made her way toward the psych lecture hall. She'd just got out of psych class so it had to be there.

Entering the room, she saw no one there right away so she easily made her way to where she was sitting. There were papers here and there, a few gum wrappers. People chewed nearly a pack an hour in this class, not out of boredom but nervousness. The class was intense and though most enjoyed it, Professor Markins tended to pick at every single thing. He truly made you think. Lily loved that about him. He was smart, polite, strong, and not to mention hot. Reaching her seat, Lily's emerald eyes scanned the area seeing no signs of her bag. "Damn it, I coulda sworn-"

Lily heard a sound below right in the center of the lecture hall where the professor normally sat. In fact it was the professor sitting contently in his chair. The 19 year olds face lit up in a sheepish smile. "Oh, excuse me professor. I was just looking for my bag," God he's hot.

OOC: Lily is a 19 year old psychology student. She's passionate about it and how the mind works. She can be shy about things at first but once her shell is broken its hard for her to settle down and get back in. Her personality can be as fiery as her red hair at times. Lily's infatuated by the handsome gentleman that is Professor Markins and finds herself not only interested in his psychological views, but him in general.
 
OOC: If you don't mind, I'll be happy to write with you.

IC: When Lily had entered the room, Lawrence Markins had glanced up over the lenses of his steel-rimmed reading glasses, recognising the red-head from his earlier lecture. She seemed like a nice girl, and very interested in the subject...He liked that in a student.

In his early thirties, the professor was still a bachelor, though he didn't have too much trouble attracting women. Flyaway dark brown hair hung low in his face, often-times obscuring a pair of steel-blue eyes that could be both piercing and warm at the same time. He had a tanned face that smiled very easily, and the regulation suits they had to wear didn't obscure a very well-built body. All-in-all, he looked a bit more like a retiring quarterback than a psychology professor.

"Ah, yes...Lily, is it?" He smiled and reached down, placing a bag on the table as he looked at her. "You may want to be more careful in future - I might not always be here to look after your things."
 
Lily was a little surprised he knew her name. Well, he was supposed to but with that many students she wouldn't have scolded him for forgetting. Maybe it was her fiery red hair that set her apart from the crowd. She loved that, even though she wasn't the most talkative girl. Being shy was something she was used to and it seemed when she was in class or around her professors she would clam up even more. Unless of course she had a question to ask. It was unnatural, but considering she started college later than everyone else she was only a freshman. Being the lowest on the totem pole was something she had to adjust to.

"Yes. Lily," she assured him with a bright smile, pleased he had remembered. God, she was like a school girl with a crush. Technically she was but she felt as though she were back in elementary crushing on that cute blonde substitute gym teacher. Thinking back, he wasn't all that good looking, but Professor Markins was even though he was in his 30s. Seeing him reach under his desk, the girl scrunched up her nose lightly. Not out of disgust but slight embarrassment that he was the one to find and watch it for her. She was glad, of course, she just hated to have bothered him with watching it. "Thank you, Professor. I'd lose my head if it weren't attached."

Making her way down the steep clothed steps, her short skirt showed of peeks of her smooth thighs. Lily often wore skirts to class, not to show off but because she felt a bit more free in them. It was black in color and covering her upper body was white low cut top, nothing too fancy but enough to show a tiny bit of cleavage. Some called her a tease, because she was constantly hit on and she'd flirt back and then turn them away. She wouldn't deny it but she wouldn't admit to it either. "I appreciate it, though." she added with a grin as she reached his desk and took the bag carefully off his desk. Geez, it was heavy. Slinging it over her shoulder, Lily straightened up but didn't leave right away. "I really enjoyed you lecture today. It was stimulating,"
 
"Ah, yes...Freud and his concept of the libido," His dark blue eyes glinted mischievously behind his glasses. "I expected you young ones to enjoy the fact that he said the libido is what causes conflict in society, the same libido that gives us our innate desir to want to mate..."

He chuckled good-naturedly as he saw her blush, the redness spreading downwards and making him inadvertently notice her soft breasts encased in the white top, his own libido picking up a bit at the sight, but he quickly pushed it aside. What was harder was the glimpses of her creamy thighs that had tantalised him as she came up to his desk, her skirt hiking a little with each step. He had always studiously avoided getting involved with his students, even when they were more than willing to be with him...He couldn't let it slip now.

"I'm just kidding with you. I want to thank you, Lily - you're one of the few people who seems to enjoy my class and actually pay attention. It helps when I know the effort that goes into my lectures are appreciated."

Larry stood up and stretched, his shirt inadvertently pulling up and exposing a smooth, muscled stomach to his young student without realising it.

"If you want, I've got some books on the subject in my office...If you're really interested int he subject, I wouldn't mind loaning them to you," He held out his hand for her bag. "That looks heavy...I'll carry it."
 
As the professor spoke of libido she smiled and nodded. She did find it enjoyable. One's need for individuality also fueling them with lust and desire. It made some sort of sense if you thought about it. "Mhm, it explains some things that you go through as a teen. It does for me anyway," she replied sheepishly remembering her years in high school. Her parents were so strict. They practically suffocated her.

His chuckle only made her blush more. Damn hormones or damn her libido rather. She made her way down to him gingerly, like a doe approaching a meadow it wasn't quite sure about. Lily wasn't aware that her skirt was rising with each step and it was a good thing she didn't or else she might have fallen apart right then. She was already embarrassed that he had to baby sit her bag and now she was being exposed to him. He probably wasn't interested in her. After all he could have anyone he wanted, plus he was her professor.

"Don't thank me, Professor," she said with a humble grin. "I really do love this class. It's one that gets your adrenaline not to mention your mind," Plus you're gorgeous.

She watched him stand and stretch her eyes landing on his semi exposed stomach. Lily wandered what it'd be like to trail her delicate fingers along his muscular stomach and felt herself begin to leak. Shit, not here. Not now, she whined in her thoughts though she couldn't take her eyes off him. Well, until his angelic voice graced her ears again. "Some books? That sounds fantastic. If you really wouldn't mind that is," He reached for the bag and she fought off another blush before handing it to him. "Thank you. They are a bit of a strain..."
 
"Adrenaline? Now there's a word I haven't heard someone use to describe psychology...Well, apart from me, of course. It's nice to see someone else with the same enthusiasm."

Larry took her bag and easily slung it over his shoulder, again catching a good look at her legs and an even more tantalising glimpse of her firm, panty-class rear as she spun around to follow him out the class. In his mind's eye, he could see himself kissing her as he pressed her up against the wall of his office, his hand sliding up the smooth skin of her leg to push the skirt up her body, exposing her panties that would cling to her wet sex, her moistness growing every second for him...

...He snapped out of it, shaking his head slightly. He was old and decrepit by her standards, and the thought of her wanting and being wet for him was simply preposterous. He suddenly wished he had worn a new pair of jeans instead of his old pair - they were a bit small, and were now showcasing a rather prominent bulge at the front of his crotch that his thoughts had brought on. Hopefulyl Lily wouldn't notice, otherwise he might be in a lot of trouble.

They entered his office, a small yet comfortable room packed with several dozen books stacked along with walls, and a small desk in the corner with a laptop PC open on it. He placed her back on the floor and indicated she should take a look around.

"So, what particular branch of psychology interests you, Lily?" He asked, standing next to her, the smell of her perfume making him slightly dizzy.
 
"I've always loved learning about how the human psyche works. I'm only fortunate to have such a great professor," she said with a bright smile. If there was one thing she liked as much as her professor it was logic and what made people tick. She was the child constantly asking questions, pushing people's buttons. Silently she wondered what it would take to get under his skin...to get him hot. Lily mentally smacked herself. Why on earth would he even consider her? The class suck up as many called her. She liked it and it couldn't be helped. Professor Markins was a bonus.

Brushing a few strands of red hair from her face, Lily turned to follow him into his office. She was only a step or so behind him, taking notice his jeans were a bit small, fitting nicely around his backside. What she wouldn't give to be able to squeeze it a bit. The young lady bit her lip gently as she trailed along into his office. It was small but pleasantly cozy. Her green eyes glanced around at the many books, wanting to look at the titles and touch them, yet too shy as to what to do at the moment. She was wet from her thoughts of touching her professor's stomach and ass, her panties not completely soaked but getting there.

Gingerly she moved to be next to a stack on the floor, her perfume following behind her. It was a new kind, one she had bought only a day ago smelling of lavender and rose petals. Spotting a book of interest, she bent over, forgetting she was wearing a skirt, before raising back up with it. "Developmental," she replied casually glancing up from the book before sitting it back down. "I like to study how environment and what not affects growth of mind. Why preachers' kids sometimes fall into the world of sin. Why people with nothing sometimes turn out with amazingly rich children. How little things growing up can affect you so much in the long run,"
 
Her compliment made him blush slightly, and he quickly cleared his throat as he watched her make her way over to the books. Larry liked Lily - she was a great student, eager to learn and sometimes that got her in a bit of trouble with her peers. Quite often he had seen them groan when she stuck up her hand to ask a question, seen several mutter a few unfair things under their breath, though he knew they'd never dare mock her outright in his class - he may be one of the "cool" professors, but he still had one or two rules that had to be followed. He found himself quietly trying to analyse her, to find out what would possibly turn her on, and again, only just caught himself.

Of course, that went to hell when she bent down and he saw her cute ass in all its glory, straining against the material of her panties as her body bent. It took every inch of willpower to not reach out and stroke it, to caress the soft globes of flesh as they teased him. Having regained his composure (though now harder than ever, his cock pushing hard against the material of his jeans) he listened to her talk about her interest in developing.

"Yes, that is a very interesting field. A child's mind is one of the most fascinating ones to analyse precisely because of what you said. It's a very malleable thing that can be shaped through every tiny experience," She was leaning against the book case and he steped forward, putting an arm beside her head to support himself as he leaned in to talk. "And as for the preacher's child, that is fairly simple. If a child is raised to believe that something is wrong, that they should never do it, they will often go insane when the chance is finally given to them, no matter how wrong or immoral..."

He stared at her eyes, taking in her beautiful face framed by red hair. "...The dam bursts, and no-one can stop the flood. When we have been kept from something we desire, or wish to know more about..." He licked his lips without realising it. "...We will take it when we can."
 
As her eyes gazed around the room, Lily tried her best not to fantasize about doing more than looking. They landed on his desk in the corner for a moment as she leaned against the book shelf. Mind slightly hazy with the thought, she could see herself sitting up on the desk, the computer off to the side, with her skirt clad legs spread wide. She could feel Lawrence's hands roaming her body slipping up her skirt to her wetness to eventually taste her sweet fluids. To have him on top of her, his large manhood pounding into her aching womanhood with ease and passion, making sweet but rough love to her in one of the most forbidden ways.

Hearing his voice suddenly so close snapped her out of her day dream, her panties completely soaked as he leaned in. Lily could tell she was holding her breath as he spoke and leaned on the bookcase with one hand near her head. She couldn't breath in fear she blow and her gorgeous professor would turn to sand and leave her aching with desire in her nice warm bed. Listening to him speak, she knew he was right.

Professor Markins' word hit dangerously close to home. All these years the two of them had been taught teacher and student relations were morally wrong. Taboo. But she wanted him so badly. Lily's eyes stared at his lips as he licked them a soft whimper escaping her lips even then. God she wanted to make her move...but it felt as though she could budge. "Tell me, professor, if you ever had a chance....a once in a life time one to let the flood gate open...would you?"
 
He listened to the whimper escape her lips, his imagination immediately incorporating that into the almost constant fantasy he had been having about his young student. Larry could hear her delicious whimpers as he teased her entrance with his hardness, just letting the mushroom head gently stretch her for a few moments before sinking himself inch by pleasurable inch into her warmth. Lily didn't look like a girl to sleep around, so she would be tight...Possibly even a virgin...

That last though nearly made him moan out-loud, which would have been very embarassing. Her question forced him to think, trying to understand why she was asking him that. Was there a small chance she wanted him?

Well...It was time to find out.

"It would depend on the deed, Lily, but...Yes, I would. I would seize the opportunity with both hands. And I would tell anyone else to do the same."
 
With her professor so close, Lily could practically feel the body heat radiating from his muscular body. She wanted so badly to touch, to pleasure him. The lust for this man was becoming too much for her, her pussy almost dripping wet and he hadn't so much as touched her yet. Those intensely blue eyes watching her every move. The young redhead felt like just jumping on him and ripping that sexy suit off of him. The image of it played in her mind, causing her to bite her lip a bit.

I'd like for you to seize something else with two hands, she told herself, her shimmering green eyes still staring into his. Finally her will to resist her primal urges snapped and her right arm snaked around his neck at the same time she stood on her tiptoes. Her lips crashed against his and without a second thought she moaned into it. His warm lips felt incredible against hers and the 19 yr old let her arm pull him down a little.

She expected him to push her away any moment telling her it was wrong for him and her to do such a thing. Lily wanted to get those lustful thoughts from her mind and the best way was to give in and give up once you were pushed away. It would be better to kiss him and be rejected than keeping it all bottled up.
 
Larry managed to get out a "Lily! What are you...?" before her grip, fuelled by the lust and passion coursing through own body. He pushed her, but not in the way she was thinking he would. A little roughly, he pushed her up against the bookcase, his hard body pinning her lithe one against it. Driven by pure want, he pushed his tongue into her mouth, hungrily seeking her own as he kissed her almost hard enough to bruise her lips.

Her moans were muffled by their kiss, but it only served to make him want her more. Without a second thought, he slid his hands under her shirt and squeezed her breasts through her bra, groaning at how good and right they felt in his grip.

Finally, he pulled away, both gasping for breath. "I...I want you, Lily. Do you want me?"
 
She heard his words, but ignored them for the time being. She had to get it out of her system, no matter how embarrassing. Lily felt her body shoved, but his body moved as well, her back pressing into the bookcase roughly. It didn't hurt but it certainly startled her. He'd gone from surprised to lustfully rough in milliseconds as he kissed her back. Was it possible he had been thinking the same thoughts as she had all this time? Feeling the professor's tongue evade her mouth, Lily's tongue rubbed against it pressing against his lips matching his intensity.

Lily moaned pleasurably into his mouth, his hard body keeping hers pinned, the sudden change in atmosphere suiting her liking. She gasp however as his hand slid beneath her shirt and squeezed her full supple breasts through her bra material. She could have orgasmed right there with that gesture alone.

Finally he pulled back, allowing them both to breath. Lily was panting already, her red locks falling into her face. Was he serious?! He wanted her?! "I...uh...yes. I want you..." she said breathlessly, her green eyes staring into his.
 
Larry stripped off his shirt, letting her see his upper body. A lusty, yet warm smile emerged on his face as he leaned forward and kissed her again, this time not doing anything, wanting to see her take charge of the kiss, to feel her lust for him. He knew the door wasn't locked, that anyone could walk in on them, but he didn't care right now - his beautiful student was all he cared about and wanted.

One of his hands slipped out from under her shirt and hiked up her skirt to expose her swollen, moist pussy lips that were easily visible through the white material. His hand trailed over the wet material, groaning at the warmth that came from her pussy as he began teasing her clit, wanting her to moan his name. The other squeezed and caressed her breast through the silky material of her bra, loving how her nipple began hardening under his slightly rough caresses.
 
Lawrence immediately removed his shirt, his toned and tanned chest revealing itself to her. His body was like orgasmic eye candy. So strong, experienced, gorgeous and that was only his chest. Lily couldn't imagine what he would look like without those tight pants. It wasn't like she'd never seen a naked guy before she'd given oral once or twice but she'd done nothing more than that. Yes, she was still a virgin but it seemed as though she wouldn't be that way for long. Lily returned his kiss, noticing it wasn't as intense as it was before, as if he was waiting for her to lead.

She pressed her lips against his hard, tongue sliding into his mouth as she began kissing him passionately. Lily sucked on his tongue for a bit before nibbling on his lip. Their connection was extremely lustful, her kiss showing it perfectly well. His hand moved to beneath her skirt, causing Lily to gasp again, her lips pulling from his for a moment. She'd never been touched there by anyone other than herself before that moment. The frisky hormone raging boys who tried to touch her there she'd always smacked their hands away but she couldn't bring herself to do so this time. His touch was too sensual, amazing. Lily was beside herself with desire for him and moaned as he teased her clit with his fingers.

"Oohhhh, Professssor," she moaned breathlessy as he teased her pussy and breasts. As he massaged them beneath her shirt, her nipples hardened quickly. She'd never wanted someone so much, never been so hot in her life.
 
Larry looked at her, watching her lithe, young body writhing under his touch, her lust evident in the kiss. Smiling, he leaned forward and nibbled her bottom lip, before trailing kisses down the white line of her throat and neck until he reached her bare shoulder that showed through the top and playfully bit her, his teeth sinking into her soft skin but not breaking it. He rubbed her clit for a few seconds longer through the material, then finally slipped his hand inside her panties, groaning as he felt how sopping wet she was.

"God, Lily...You're so wet...I want to taste you, lick up every drop of your delicious wetness."

Now unobstructed by her panties, his fingers worked over her swollen clit as his caressing of her breast got slightly rougher. He couldn't help himelf, he wanted this girl badly.

"Please, Lily...Ask me to taste you..." His voice became quiet, but hoarse with lust. "...Ask me to eat your pussy."
 
Lily couldn't get over the sensations Larry was causing her. The slightest touch from him made her moan, made her wet beyond belief. She couldn't tell it if it was his looks, his age, his profession, or his intelligence that turned her on more. Maybe it was all of them wrapped in the fact he was her teacher. Her mentor, her professor. He nibbled her lip and Lily watched as he began to trail his sensual kisses down her neck and to her shoulders before biting her playfully. The red haired girl tossed her head back a bit, leaning it against the bookshelf as his hand made its way inside her soaked panties.

She could only moan as he spoke of her wetness and how badly he wanted to taste her. Things were going so fast, but she didn't mind in the slightest. Her mind was hazy with thoughts of lust and desire, so much so she almost forgot where she was. Groaning his massage on her breasts was getting rougher. Lily heard him begging for her to ask for it, to moan for him.

Trying to catch her breath, the 19 yr old looked up at him, mustering up a small yet sexy smile. "That would be vulgar of me..." she whispered to him, a smirk pulling at the corner of her lips. "But right now...I'm liking vulgar. Please, Professor. My pussy aches for you...mmm...taste me...eat me Professor..."
 
That smile made him feel like he just wanted to rip off all her clothes, skip any teasing or foreplay and just throw her on his desk before making hot, rough love to her. He returned that smile, before kissing every inch of her face he could and ending with a hard, passionate kiss on the lips that pressed her head back against the bookcase. Larry took her tongue into his mouth, teasing it with his own tongue as well as alternating soft and hard sucks on the small, wet pink limb.

"That's a preview of what I'll be doing to your pussy..." Larry said, smiling at her flushed face. He removed his fingers from her pussy and stuck them in his mouth, making sure she could see him suck off every drop of her sweet nectar. "I've wanted you for so long, Lily...Now I'm going to take my opportunity..."

His strong hands slid under her skirt and he couldn't even wait long enough to slide her panties down her sexy legs, instead he tore them at the sides, the discarded pieces of material falling out underneath her skirt.

"...With both hands."

Without further ado, he easily picked up her small frame and seated her on his oak desk, smiling as she spread her legs for him and gave him a glimpse of her beautiful pussy as her skirt moved. With a last reassuring kiss, he buried his head under her skirt, his tongue immediately licking her clit clean before he took it into his mouth, sucking on it.
 
Larry's smile matched her own before he began to kiss over her face. There was so much passion, so much lust, in his kisses it was unbelievable. His warm lips moved over her cheeks, her forehead, the corner of her lips, until finally kissing her head on, pressing so hard her head was forced back against the case of books. Their tongues rubbed against each other for a moment before she allowed him to suck on hers, sometimes softly and others hard. Lily moaned into it like the many times she'd done before. He pulled back, leaving the girl panting for air again, her face a brilliant shade of pink from being so turned on and hot.

His words made her eyes grow larger, realizing that he was soon going to make a real woman of her, taking her virginity in so many ways. She'd never been fingered the way he was doing to her, let alone be eaten out. Lily found herself whimpering slightly as he sucked her fluid from his fingers. Exactly how long had he wanted her? For Lily, she'd wanted him the minute she left her first pysch class with him. She determined it wasn't his looks alone that caused such lustful feelings, it couldn't have been seeing as she wasn't like this when she first laid eyes on him. It was his intelligence combined with looks.

Lily gasped yet again as he merely ripped her underwear and let it fall off before sitting her on his desk. She spread her legs automatically for him, aching to feel his soft tongue lapping at her warm sex. She leaned back, putting her elbows on the hard desk as his head moved beneath her short skirt. The moment his wet tongue touched her, she moaned out his licking and sucking not drying her, but only making her wetter.
 
Larry enjoyed feeling her writhe and squirm on his desk, her naked ass cheeks making occasional squeaking noises on the mahogony top as she moved around. His tongue lapped hungrily at her clit and then his mouth took over and took the tender nub of flesh into his mouth suckling deeply before be finished it off by nibbling gently on it with his teeth. He kept up this cycle for a few minutes before coming up and kissing Lily again, this time letting her taste her own sweetness on on tongue before he pulled away.

"You're the most delicious girl I've ever tasted, Lily. Since that first day you put up your hand in class, I've thought about this, wondered how you would smell, sound, taste..." His eyes glinted with lust and maybe something else. "...I'm going to eat you out until you cum, my dear, then I'll take you in any position you want."

With that, he almost buried his face in her soft, moist folds. His tongue snaked into her pussy, the wet limb licking up every drop inside her virgin sex, rubbing against her pussy walls. Finally having gotten everything he could, Larry started thrusting his tongue in and out of her, immediately going hard and fast and not giving a thought to letting her get used to it first.
 
Lily couldn't squirm beneath him. She'd never felt so incredible in her life and her moans and whimpers were surely showing it. She was bound to be hoarse by the time they finished. Feeling the professor bite and suck hard made her moan deeply but was soon muffled by his lips. Her sweetness could be tasted on them, her tongue intercepting its lingering taste. She couldn't help smiling as he began to speak and blushed at his words. HIs eyes were shining and Lily couldn't wait to have him at her hot sex again.

The girl held her breath at the slight pain of having his tongue penetrate her. It turned and twisted inside of her, licking her clean. Lily's elbows remained on the table,fighting to keep her in place as Larry began to eat her out. She wasn't at all prepared when he began to thrust his limb in and out of her causing her whole body to tense for a moment overwhelming pleasure hit her body like a wave sending her head back and causing her back to arch, pushing him in deeper.
 
He loved how her back arched, pushing her soaking pussy even harder against his face. Larry was still tongue-fucking her fairly shallowly so as not to break her hymen and hurt her just yet, but she still provided more than enough cum for him to lap up. As he ate her out, he reached up again and began fondling her breasts through her top, moaning urgently into her cunt, the vibrations going straight to her clit.

Larry hoped she understood the message. He wanted to see her breasts, the soft globes that had tempted him since the day she walked into his class, smiling and eager to learn. His nose found her clit, and he began rubbing it while simultaneously eating her.
 
The professor's masculine hand reached up and began to tease her bosom through her shirt. Lily longed to feel his digits upon her bare skin as his tongue worked its magic. His low moan sent tingles all throughout her body causing her to shiver and moan in response. Something told her to remove the article of clothing that separated his fingers from her firm full breasts. Lifting up her upper body just a little, Lily steadied herself. Her slender hands began to unbutton her top slowly before lifting it over her head. The cloth was immediately tossed to the side, landing on the other side of the room.

Lily felt a new sensation as his nose began to rub her clit and she gripped his desk tightly. She could feel a warm tingling in her lower stomach. Professor Markins was so close to making her cum, but she couldn't exactly tell how close. She had never done this before so it was hard to judge. Her hips began to rock and pieces of her red hair fell in her face, covering her eyes as she moaned again.
 
Larry couldn't help but groan again into her pussy as her breasts became exposed to his touch, the soft creamy skin feeling heavenly under his grip. His fingers found her nipples, and began gently tweaking and pinching her pink nipples until they were painfully hard to his touch.

He didn't let that distract him, however. Lily was becoming increasingly wet, her sweet juices dripping into his mouth. His tongue thrust hard and fast into her, making sure to twist and turn so he could stimulate very inch of her pussy walls. At the same time, his nose began rubbing crazily across her clit as he stimulated the inside and outside of her sex.
 
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