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Subject: Operation Pied Piper – Part 78b IMPORTANT NOTE TO ALL READERS: Any references made to Schools, Castles and Aristocratic titled personages around England and Scotland are pure fiction. None of the story features about those places or named titles personages are true, none of what you are about to read actually happened. This story and all the characters are 100% fiction. I am grateful to Nifty for posting my stories. If you enjoyed my story or any others on this site then please show your appreciation and donate whatever you can afford. Every little helps. fty/donate.html No part of this story may be reproduced in whole or in part in any manner without the permission of the owner. I chuckled and gripped my shaft once more making the bellend flare again `Well, I am here until morning’ He nodded, `Yes rest, I may have to bring Duncan along next time to give me a hand’ He winked and rolled the covers up again `Now get some rest’ ***************** Operation Pied Piper � part 78b Athol takes up the story Well, its official, I am persona non grata, barely a word had been said to me since I told Gary to have the bloody horse destroyed; Forts hadn’t spoken to me all the way to the Hospital, Archie, well he at least held his piece, although I was pretty sure when he turned away from me after we got into bed that he felt I had made a mistake too. I hadn’t slept well either, as some point during the night I awoke to what sounded like horse footsteps coming through the walls of our room, then just as I dropped off again the smell of horse shit, I sat up and put on the light, what the fuck was going on. I got out of bed and went to the window, peering out into the darkness; shit what was that? I actually jumped back from the window as something flew into it, what the, a dazed crow was laying on the window ledge. I felt a chill, as it flapped about, then it looked at me, yes right at me, its head cocked as it surveyed me through its black soulless eyes. It cawed twice and then vanished into the night. Athol get a grip of yourself, poor thing was obviously attracted to the light, I went to close the curtains once more, stopping as I heard is continue cawing from a nearby tree, there was only really the big oak that close to the Castle and that stood just inside the paddock. I peered out into the gloom again, convinced I was being watched from a distance, another shiver down my back, God no, I stepped back into Archies arms, letting out a shriek `For Christ sake Archie, you frightened the bloody life out of me, what are you creeping about for? Archie, stood gobsmacked at my reaction `I just woke, I wondered what you were looking at’ `Did you hear that crow? Archie shook his head `So, what did you see out there? Archie peered out into the darkness, then promptly stepped back `It’s that horses’ eyes, why do they glow red in the dark, it is like he is watching us’ He turned to face me `Is that what you saw? `I don’t know what I saw, have you got you riding gear in here? `No, it is at the stables’ `Well, why can I smell horse shit? Archie sniffed the air and shook his head, `I can’t smell anything, are you sure’ The crash at our door made us both jump `What the fuck? Archie strode to the door and tried to open it `It won’t open’ I walked over, just as the moaning started. `This is not bloody funny; you are in serious trouble’ I wasn’t sure who I was talking too; inside my stomach was churning, I grabbed the door handle, the door flew open onto the dark landing beyond, I peered out; nothing. `whoever is doing this, it’s not funny, I stepped out onto the landing, suddenly aware of the wetness I was standing in, I reached for the landing light, as Archie joined me `What is it? `You wouldn’t believe me if I told you’ Archie looked down at the two wet footprints, looking to see where they came from, he wandered around the landing. `These are the only ones, well we know what that means’ I didn’t know, but Archie the wise, had worked it out, but he wasn’t about to let me know, somehow the protector ghost of Castle Fraser was afoot; or as Archie truly suspected, more than likely Gary. Archie came back into the room `Well, it’s given me the creeps, let’s get back to bed, I don’t want to bump into you know who’ `Archie, stop it, there is no such thing as the ghost of Castle Fraser’ He pulled up the covers as I got back into bed `If you say so, Athol’ I chuntered something about expecting him to be a bit more sensible. Then lay back in the dark, the silence of the Castle at night was deafening. I settled into another uneasy sleep, as much as I fought it, subliminal voices kept repeating the story I had been told as a young boy, it had caused me sleepless nights then. Every time I pictured my ancestor returning to the Castle through the storm, first one then the second horse dying under him, why did the second horse’s face keep filling my dream, Christ it was Pegasus. I jumped up, my sudden movement causing Archie to leap up too `Athol, what is it? `It’s that bloody horse’ `What Forts’ Pegasus? `Yes, Archie, what happened out there today, is there something wrong with that animal? Or was it just spooked by something? I can’t have people nearly being killed by it’ Archie had me where he wanted me, unbeknownst to me. `Athol, I think, you may have acted a bit prematurely, but you’re the Laird, what you say goes, so if you want it destroyed because of a story’ Archie left his words hanging. He tapped my side as he turned over `Good night Athol’ I didn’t see him grinning, mouthing “well done Gary”. * I was up around six in the morning, it was going to be another busy day, Gethin and the Air Vice Marshall arriving sometime just before lunch, I would have to ask Gary to pick up McPhee and I needed to speak to Mr Duncan and Mr Davies, I hoped, the Scottish country dancing he had introduced was going okay, perhaps we could give the AVM a display. I opened the Castle door and looked towards the Paddock; Forts was leaning on the fence; I needed to speak to him too. I began making my way across to him, a voice from behind me stopped me. `Your Lordship’ `Gary? what’s with the formal title? I was a bit dumb founded; this took me totally out of the blue. `You made it very clear yesterday that you are the boss and want to be treated as such, Sir’ He didn’t take breath `Sir, you will have to dismiss me, I am not prepared to be party to that animal being destroyed, I will submit my papers shortly’ With that he turned on his heels and began walking back into the Castle. `Gary, come back here’ He stopped and turned back to face me `Yes, your Lordship’ `Gary, you can stop that `your Lordship’ crap, we go back too far for that. I have decided to keep the horse, I was just on my way to tell Forts, do you want to come and tell him the good news with me?’ Gary broke into a smile `Oh, Yes Sir’ He quickly caught me up `And don’t think it is because you threatened to resign, no one is irreplaceable remember that’ `Yes Sir’ Forts had obviously heard the commotion and watched us approach, then turned away, Pegasus, was in front of him, his nose in Forts jacket pocket, Forts arms round his muzzle. `Drageon’ `Yes’ ankara escort He slowly turned towards me, his face streaked with tears, I had never seen him looking so sad. `I would like to have a chat; Gary is just going to take Pegasus to his stall in the stable’ Forts collapsed to his knees gripping my hand `Dad, please, please don’t shoot him’ He collapsed into sobs, I got on to my knees and gently lifted is face. `Drageon, it’s not going to happen, I have just told Gary, but I want everyone to be careful, until we find out what spooked him yesterday’ Forts gripped my hand tighter `Thank you, thank you’ Gary gave a little cough, and spoke again `He doesn’t like children, well not on his back, I think he must have thought Niki was a child and not the skilled horseman he is, sorry I should have said, I never imagined a child would go anywhere near him, I am sorry’ Forts looked up `So, when I put Niki on his back, he went crazy? `Yes, so it would seem, until it dawned on Pegasus here that he was dealing with no ordinary kid’ Gary clapped his side, I must have given a disbelieving look `Athol, horses know far more about us than we know about them’ Forts looked at me `Dad, can I take him back to his stall and get him bedded down? I won’t be long, I promise, then we can chat’ I nodded `Okay’ `Thank you, dad, thank you again’ `Gary, I need a favour, can you drive to Aberdeen and pick-up McPhee? ** Archie adds a bit to the story `Gary, hang on, there you are’ `Good morning Archie, I am just off to get the car and go and pick-up McPhee, apparently he has been discharged from the hospital’ `Great that will really help out, it is going to be a very busy day, oh before you go, how did you sleep? I gave him a wink and a chuckle `Me fine Archie, like a log, Brookmeyer and I slept at the walled garden’ I touched my nose, in that universal sign of `I know, it’s a secret’ `Is there something wrong with your nose, Archie? `Look, Gary, I guessed it was you, I am not going to say anything, anyway, brilliant plan, it worked a dream’ Gary looked at me as if I had gone mad `Archie, I have no idea what you’re talking about? This was silly I looked at him and went `Wooo Wooo’ Raising my arms, to emphasise the ghost noises. Gary turned away `You should get that seen too; I have no idea what you’re talking about’ I turned back to the Castle, a shudder went down my back, I glanced up at the windows, nothing, just the Caw, caw of a black crow sitting on top of the carved family coat of arms above the door, I glanced up. `And you can fuck off’ It laughed at me, that bloody bird laughed at me, it’s cawing following me into the Castle. ** Davy continues the story The deep blue RAF staff car pulled to a halt, the driver leapt out and opened the door, we were all stood on the Castle steps a sort of welcoming committee. My heart gave a little leap as Gethin got out; or should I call him, Air Commodore Evans, he looked amazing, the twin gold braid bands on his flat cap glistening in the morning sun, the two broad blue stripes on his sleeve showing his new rank. He was never the tallest of guys only five foot eight, I chuckled seeing his neatly trimmed moustache; no longer wild and bushy, now much more in keeping with his short back and sides, he returned the salute of his driver and glanced about; his glass eye made him look like he was exaggeratedly looking around, when in fact all he was doing was looking, the scars on his face, still looked angry and red, I remembered rubbing that soothing cream he had into the scars, he had been worried I wouldn’t want to touch them, by the time he returned to front line service, I didn’t even see them; I loved him. He glanced round again; I doubted he could see me at the back of the group. I thought back to when I had first met Gethin in the staffroom just two years ago, then he had been just a pilot; we had had such fun, I hope he hadn’t changed to much. He waited until he had been joined on the gravel by the other occupant of the car. That must be the Chief Medical Officer, wow, he was an Air Vice Marshall, two broad dark blue bands and two smaller ones, and his distinctive collar patches, gold entwined serpents topped with wings and crown; identifying him as a medical Officer. He didn’t look that old either, maybe in his late thirties, his hair was jet black, clean shaven, he glanced around too at us and the Castle, gosh, such blue eyes, just like the twins. They both straightened themselves, as Athol in full Highland Chief Kilt gear approached them; Forts at his side. I couldn’t hear, but imagined he must be welcoming them to the Castle, then he introduced Forts; If that killer smile didn’t work on the AVM nothing would. Next Callum stepped forward, also in his full Squadron Leaders Uniform, more snappy salutes and handshakes, then Archie and several of the other Masters, then Jeremy also in his RAF Uniform. The group began to make their way into the Castle, when Gethin stopped and looked round again, he said something to Callum as Athol led the Air Vice Marshal up the couple of steps. Callum scanned round and made eye contact with me, he waved me over. Gethin broke in to a huge smile `There you are, what you hiding at the back for? `Hello Sir’ `Drop the Sir, bollocks, give me a hug’ He wrapped his arms round me and kissed me on the lips, just as the CMO turned round, he stopped, Gethin pushed me forwards `Sir, let me introduce you to the best-looking boy in the school, the Head boy and Lead Prefect, Davy Thomas’ I am sure I blushed, I certainly glanced at Callum as Gethin said that, Callum winked; blimey the RAF was full of them. I felt a tug at my arm, looking down, I was met by Niki’s smiling face. The Air Vice Marshal, smiled and said. `And who is this? `Sorry, Sir this is Nikita Igorevich, we call him Niki, I am afraid he doesn’t speak much English, he was rescued by Scottish fishermen having been set adrift in a dingy from a German Freighter’ The Air Vice Marshall leant down and looked back up at me `How old is he? `We are not sure Sir, he says he is fifteen, but we don’t think he is much older than eleven, but none of us speak Russian’ The Air Vice Marshall held out his hand and shook Niki’s, then began speaking perfect Russian as Callum and I swapped glances. Niki’s little face lit up and he rushed forward and hugged him and began babbling in Russian. We stood while a very animated conversation took place, with lots of gesticulations by Niki, who now had a tear in his eye. The Marshall held out his arms and picked Niki up, the little fella wrapped his legs round his waist and his arms round the Air Vice Marshal’s neck, the two of them carried on chatting in Russian, Niki pointing towards the paddock. Athol reappeared at the door; my heart sank, Gethin saw my face and turned to Athol, but not before he barked at me `Thomas, what’s going on? Athol turned to the Air Vice Marshal `Sir, I am so sorry, …Thomas get rid of him, don’t let him bother the Air Vice Marshal’ Gethin took a step towards Athol `Athol, it’s not a problem, I didn’t know the Air Vice Marshal spoke fluent Russian, Niki and him are having a chat’ I mouthed “sorry” at Athol, he gave a little escort ankara smile and mouthed “it’s okay”, then out loud `Shall we all go inside? Davy relieve the Air Vice Marshal of his …err…attachment’ Before I could move the Air Vice Marshal spoke `Oh, I am quite happy, if it’s no problem Niki coming with us? Athol smiled; I wasn’t sure how genuine it was `Certainly, no problem, bring him in’ Callum leaned into me `I will speak to Athol, don’t worry’ `Thank you, otherwise I am going to get it later’ I spun round as someone pinched my bum through my kilt, behind me was Gethin looking all innocent. `Oh, you’re definitely going to get it later’ He winked and walked into the Castle, the small group began to follow Athol and Forts along to the Great Hall, I was bringing up the rear, Niki had jumped down and was now walking along holding the Marshals hand, he stopped him, yes you guessed it; outside the Linen cupboard. `Sorry little fella, you want me to go into the Linen cupboard? I rushed forward `Niki, no’ Niki glared at me `Maybe later’ His frown changed to a smile, the Air Vice Marshal, looked at me bemused. I heard a howl of laughter from behind me, Gethin was practically doubled over, as Callum explained about the Linen cupboard. `The Great Hall is this way Sir’ I quickly added taking his arm. The School had been paraded in the Great Hall, as we entered, I was sure I heard the first few bars of the `Arrival of the Queen of Sheba’ from the pipe organ, this quickly transformed into a rendition of the RAF March Past, I glanced up at Mr Davis; I would speak to him later. Athol; Forts by his side, formally welcomed Air Vice Marshal Digbey and Air Commodore Evans to the Castle, and to gasps announced that the they were the first official visitors to the newly named `Castle Fraser Boys School’, I glanced at Forts, he hadn’t told me: I wondered what that meant for us boys from London. Gethin, stepped forward to accept the welcome on behalf of Digbey and himself, then gave what I could only describe as a recruitment speech for the RAF, he extoled the virtues of `the few’ too much clapping and stamping of feet, the school was dismissed and that brought the only planned formal part of the weekend involving the whole school to an end. The Masters and guests all retired to the staffroom, for lunch. I was placed alongside Gethin, Mr Digbey, still had Niki with him; another chair was found, as they chatted away. With a few toasts being made, McPhee was brought in by Gary, Athol introduced him as the Earl King Holm, to polite applause, it was then I realised, the school would hope and have to attract many more members of the nobility and high society, if the school was going to flourish. Forts came over to me later, `Sorry I wasn’t allowed to tell you about the name change’ `Really? `Davy, don’t be like that, look, I have been asked to look after the Air Vice Marshal, don’t wait up for me, okay’ Well, that settled where I was sleeping tonight. ** Forts takes up the story Athol, had asked me to look after the Air Vice Marshal, I didn’t have much to do, I showed him his room for the night, Niki still in tow and then once he had got himself out of his Uniform and more comfortable and with Niki still with us, we set off on a tour of the Castle and the grounds. I was picking up snippets of what Niki was telling him about his past, it appeared his family were Cossack peasants, that was where he had learned to ride, he had then been indentured to a travelling circus and had worked with the performing horses, that was how he had found himself in the port, he had gone for a walk to the docks to see the ships and ended up effectively kidnapped. I was brought out of my daydream as I followed them along, by the Air Vice Marshal. `So, your Athol’s son? `Adopted son, yes Sir’ `Well, this little man, seems to think a lot about you’ I blushed `If you could understand what he had been telling me, you are right to blush, young man’ I must have grinned, Mr Digbey looked me in the eye. `Shall we all head back to my room? We walked back to the Castle, now maybe I am a bit na�ve, I followed him and Niki into the room, he closed the door behind me. `Is there anything else, I can do for you Sir? I asked in all seriousness, he chuckled and with Niki watching sitting on the bed, he came over to me and pushed his lips to mine. His hand pulled up the material of my kilt till he located and gripped my fat cock, he pulled back and turned to the bed, he said something in Russian, Niki began to remove his clothes as he turned back to me. I just told Niki he wasn’t kidding about you; he squeezed my cock again. I wasn’t sure what to do, I excused myself and went into the ensuite. I waited for a few minutes then went back in to the bedroom. Digbey and Niki were both naked on the bed, Niki was on his back his legs and knees by his head, Digbey was on all fours, his face over Niki’s arse, he was eating him out. I stood watching as Niki squirmed under the assault. Digbey’s balls swung between his legs, I felt my own cock twitching and swelling. I couldn’t help myself; I began to strip off, I walked to the bed naked, Niki saw me and was grinning, repeating, and holding his arms out to me. `Forts, Forts’ Digbey, looked round, he said one word `Fuck’ He held out his hand and pulled me on to the bed, I landed on my back, my thick eight inches swaying above my waist. Digbey, moved between my legs, he guided back my feet towards my arse, forcing my knees up, he then flattened them outwards to the bed clothes, his face now only inches from my balls. I heard him breathe in and mutter `Beautiful’ His hands gripped my cock and pulled it back down towards his mouth, I felt it strain at the base as he bent it back on its self, he pressed it gently to his lips. I felt Niki moving and then his little legs when across my head, I was looking up at his wet hole as he pulled apart his arse cheeks, he lowered himself onto my mouth, my tongue pushed out against his skin, soon locating his pucker, which it pushed into. I pulled him back on to me, wrapping my mouth round his whole hole, working it with all I had, tongue, lips and suction. Digbey, held my cock erect and kissed the throbbing head. I couldn’t see him offering it to Niki, but I felt Niki leaning forward across my chest, his little hands gripped my shaft as he began licking my cockhead glans and ridge, all the while bracing his arse against my probing tongue. Digbey, shuffled forward now totally on his front, he pushed his nose in to the crease of my thigh, my sac feeling the warmth of his breath, as his tongue licked into my crease; he moaned and licked harder, his hands forcing my thighs wider apart, his nose leading the way as he licked up and down the crease, digging his snout under my balls, I felt them in their sac being forced up, as he licked and sniffed to my taint. I couldn’t believe how hard my cock was, a pillar of stone, its capital being worshipped by an industrious tongue, I could feel my precum giving little spirts out between the lips. The little grunts and squeals of pleasure from Niki; was it my tongue or cock, exciting him, I couldn’t tell. My own, sexual haze deepened, ankara escort bayan as my left ball was sucked into a warm wet mouth, it was stretched from its twin and then swapped and its brother similarly stretched, Digbey’s snout snuffled under my balls, they hung either side of his nose as he pushed his tongue over my taint, licking every centimetre of skin, igniting fireworks all over my groin and causing my cock to spray out even more precum. Digbey pulled back `I want you to turn over, I want your arse’ He said something in Russian, Niki leapt off my face and as I turned over on to my stomach, Niki shoved a pillow under my shoulders, he then lay on his front and scooted back, my head now at the perfect height to carry on working his hole, I had just eased apart, his buttocks, when I felt the same happening to mine, before I lost myself in my pleasure again. I gave his hole a big lick, from his marble sized balls, all the way up to the small of his back, I dragged it backwards retracing my route, I felt his pucker twitching under my tongue, I pushed into its centre, the muscle relaxing and letting me through into the velvet channel just half an inch away. I began to French kiss his hole, loosing myself in pleasure. I could feel the hot breath on my hole, then the wetness of spit, my mind waited for the soft tongue to continue its work, instead, two fingers held tightly together slapped my sphincter, causing me to jump and groan, my hole tightened and momentarily relaxed, another wet slap, fuck, I wanted to cry out as my arse screamed, a gentle breeze followed cooling my burning hole, another slap, I felt my own mouth pull from Niki’s hole as I groaned audibly; Niki just thrust his arse up higher to my mouth. With my own hole now spasming open and closed, Digbey, locked his mouth over it, gentle suction, interspersed with his probing tongue working the delicate skin and then forcing its way brutally into me, in turn driving me deeper into Niki’s arse; a lion devouring its pray, from the inside. Digbey again moaned out loud `Fuck your so beautiful, I love your arse’ His tongue began to flicker over my hole, with renewed vigour, causing me to moan and push back against him hard. He gave my arse a sharp smack on my right butt cheek, as he slowly began to crawl up my back, forcing his skin against mine, his mouth kissing up my spine, till he reached my neck. His tongue snaked in to my ear, his lips and then his teeth tugging at my ear lobes, I turned my head to the side, our tongues met, he shuffled higher, his hard cock now against my butt cheeks, sliding easily against my wet hole, he pushed against me. `let me have some of Niki’s arse, share it with me’ He spoke in Russian again, Niki, squealed and spun over on to his back, his arms pulling his knees back to his ears, his red pucker clearly visible against his white skin; a small dark spot at its centre, the start of his opening pucker. Digbey slid off me, we were now side by side, one of his legs still over mine, Niki’s exposed hole inches from both our mouths, he leant forward and gave a big lick across the black hole, he glanced at me, my tongue copied his, then him again, and then me, we took turns lapping at Niki’s slowly opening hole as little Niki, groaned like a whore. Digbey shuffled to the side and took Niki’s three-inch rock-hard cock into his mouth, quickly stuffing his two marbles into his mouth too, he groaned and moaned as he sucked and licked on his mouthful. This left Niki’s hole free for me again, once more I buried my tongue into it, pushing as far as I could into his velvet tunnel. Digbey released Niki’s meat from his mouth `I need to fuck him’ I grinned and moved aside as he spun Niki on his back till his hole was facing him. Digbey got on to his knees, gripping his cock, I hadn’t seen it until now, well not hard, it was a nice uncut six inches, its bellend wet with precum, his balls looked as small as Niki’s. I watched as concentrating, he slapped his cockhead against Niki’s hole, he gripped his shaft and pushed it downwards, the head vanished in that tunnel, I had until so recently been licking. `Fuck, this is so nice’ He pushed more of his cock into Niki, then smiling at me `You stud, I want you to fuck me, get behind me and fuck me with that big cock’ I pulled myself up from the bed, suddenly aware of the wet patch my cock had been making on the sheets, a strand of precum connected me to the bed, it stretched and stretched, then sagged, then burst. I wiped my finger across my cockhead and licked the glistening goo off my fingers as I got behind Digbey, my feet slipping to the floor, he was now fucking Niki with a steady rhythm, his knees only just on the side of the bed, he stretched back his hands and with one on each cheek, he eased apart his butt cheeks. My hard cock, slid between them, I wiped my cock head up and down the crease between his buttocks, his groans telling me I had found his pucker, I gripped my shaft tightly, located my bellend to the centre of his twitching target, bending my knees a little, I gave a thrust upwards, my bellend pushed into him. He howled and pushed back against me, I pushed on, soon feeling my pubes squashed against his arse, my entire thick eight inches being tightly gripped by his arse muscles. `Fuck me stud’ He stammered over his shoulder, he began to thrust into Niki once more, now with more vigour and pace. I had to get on the balls of my feet, to gain purchase for my own strokes, as he leant further and further over Niki, slamming the little guy into the bedding. `Fill me with your cum, do it, do it’ He barked at me, he was now thrusting into Niki at an amazing speed, his arse muscles dragging my cock in and out of his arse, my balls began to boil with the barked order he gave me, I couldn’t hold it anymore. `Fuck, fuck, fuck’ I began to spew my load into him, he took up my words `Fuck, fuck, fuck’ As he began to pump his load into Niki, the little Russian, on his back, his legs bent double, his little eyes scrunched up, as he endured the fucking. My own spasms, buckled my knees, pulling me out of Digbey, he groaned, pulling himself out of Niki, his final spasm of cum, spurting over Niki’s little hard cock and marble balls. The three of us collapsed laying on the bed as we recovered, Niki clambered on to my hairy chest and began kissing me, more licking really; I wrapped an arm round him and squeezed him close. Digbey, lit up a cigarette, clouds of smoke drifting into the air, his other hand in my groin, gently squeezing my cock shaft. **************** Guy’s Thank you for taking the time to let me know you’re enjoying this story. There’s nothing more rewarding than hearing from you with suggestions or even just that you’re enjoying the story, please email me to let me know. Other Nifty stories by this writer: `NightCam Fun’ � Gay/Encounters `Exploring my brother’ � Gay/Incest `Joshs Adventures series’ – Gay/Adult Youth `An Army life for me’ – Gay/Adult Youth/Military `Grandmas Bedroom’ � Bisexual/Incest `Dominic Online’ � Gay/Adult Youth `Vampyre’ � Gay/Adult Youth `Operation Pied Piper’ � Gay/Adult Youth `Scream if you want to go faster’ – Bisexual/Adult Youth `Red and Nick’ � Bisexual/Military `The Extraordinary Christmas Party’ � Bisexual/Incest

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