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Babysitting Discovery
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Part 2
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By Mitchell Knight
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"What are you doing up?" I asked, my fear turning to anger.
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"I couldn't get to sleep. I was cold," Nick complained.
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I buttoned the top my pants and walked over to him. It was a
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little chilly in the house I now noticed. The air was cool against my
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naked torso. I just didn't notice it before when I was getting so heated
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up.
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"What were you watching?" Nick asked. I glanced at him and noticed
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his pajama pants were sticking out in the crotch. I wondered if seeing me
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on the couch like that had excited him or if his erection was for another
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reason.
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"You mean you didn't see?" I asked, feeling one of my concerns
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dissolve away.
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"No. You turned it off before I could look. I was...I was looking
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at you," Nick answered.
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'Did he blush?' I wondered. The lighting was dim in the hall we
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were talking through, but I could have sworn I saw faint coloration in his
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cheeks as he made his admission.
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"I was watching something that little kids shouldn't watch," I told
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him. We were on the stairs now.
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"I'm not a little kid," Nick protested. "I want to watch it."
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"You can't," I argued once we were in his room. "Look, let me see
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if I can find an extra blanket. Get back in bed."
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Nick crawled slowly under the covers while I went into the hall
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closet. I found a thick quilt and brought this back. I threw it on the
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bed and carefully tucked it in around Nick.
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"There, are you warmer now?" I asked.
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"Yeah."
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"Okay, now go back to sleep," I said. I started to leave.
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"Can I see you dick again?" Nick asked.
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"Huh?"
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"I don't get to see hairy ones. Please?" Nick pleaded. "I'll show
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you mine."
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Nick pushed off the blankets and quickly pulled down his loose
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pants to expose his cute little boy penis to my eyes. It had gone limp
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which I was disappointed with, but it was an interesting change from the
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large hairy ones I always saw in the showers at school.
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"Okay, now ya gotta show me yours," Nick said, sliding his pants up
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after giving me that quick peek.
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I decided to go along with it. I guess it had something to do
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with playing fair, and I was also excited by the idea of intentionally
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showing him my penis.
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I undid my pants and pulled them down to midthigh. My penis was
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semihard so it looked fairly impressive.
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"I can't wait 'til my dick gets that big and has hair," Nick
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commented wistfully.
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I pulled up my pants and buttoned them. "Not too long now."
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"Really?" Nick asked hopefully, his eyes returning to my face now
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that the show was over.
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"Yeah. I started growing hair when I was twelve," I answered.
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"I can get a hardon, but I can't shoot. You can shoot, right?"
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Nick asked.
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"Yes."
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"If I show you my hardon, will you show me yours?" Nick asked.
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This was getting a little out of hand, I began to realize. I
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didn't want to stop it thought because all of this talk was exciting me
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again, and I was still horny. I began to wonder how far he would go. I
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hoped he would take it to a point where I could get off.
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"Yeah, I'll show mine," I answered.
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Nick got up out of bed and went to his dresser.
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"What are you doing?" I asked.
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He opened a drawer and pulled out a sock.
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"This feels good. I gives me a hardon," he explained.
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Nick pulled off his pajama shirt and pants. I could see he
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already was a little stiff. He jumped back in bed and laid down. I
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slipped out of my pants and went to the other side and sat down next to
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him.
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He slowly rubbed the sock against his penis. Watching him do this
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made me completely hard again. Nick looked over at me and stopped his
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rubbing. He pulled the sock away to reveal about four inches of slim
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eleven-year-old cock. His size surprised me, but then I remembered his
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father's impressive erection, and I realized Nick was just following in
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his father's footsteps.
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"Can I touch it?" Nick asked, sitting up.
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"Sure."
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He reached out and lightly touched the head of my cock with his
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soft hand. Then he ran it down the front of my shaft without lifting it.
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I shivered at the pleasure this gave me.
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"It's so big," he said as he tried to wrap his small hand around
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the shaft.
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I just chuckled. If he thought mine was big, he should have seen
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his dad's.
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"Touch mine," Nick suggested.
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My index finger lightly touched the slit and then circled around
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the top. I ran it down the back of his penis and then took the small,
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loose scrotal sac into my hand. I stroked along the inner sides of the
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sac with my thumb and index finger.
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'So smooth!' I thought.
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Then I began to slide the loose skin around his penis up and down
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with my thumb and first two fingers. His own hand began imitating my
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motions. As I stroked his cock, I realized the opportunity to fulfill one
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of my fantasies was here in my hand.
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"Can I suck on your dick?" I asked.
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This request seemed to leave him speechless, but after his shocked
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look passed, he nodded.
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I knelt between his legs and slowly lowered my mouth onto his
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small cock. I was exciting, but I couldn't say it was doing anything for
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me. I sucked on it a little bit, but still couldn't figure out why I'd
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fantasized about this.
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Not willing to give up, I took first one and then the other
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testicle into my mouth. They weren't any bigger than jellybeans, and the
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skin felt so smooth.
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A new idea came to mind: I wondered if I could make him come. I
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ran my tongue around the head of his cock.
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"How does that feel?" I asked.
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"Good."
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Then I took his cock into my mouth, taking it all the way to the
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hilt. I clamped my mouth firmly around his erection and quickly drew back
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2to the head. Then I plunged down again. I slowly picked up speed. Nick
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seemed to like it because soon his hips started bucking to meet my mouth.
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Suddenly his body tensed and his penis twitched in my mouth. I
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removed my mouth and looked at him.
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"Did that feel good?" I asked.
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"Yeah! That felt really great. I want to see you shoot," Nick
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said.
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Truthfully, I wanted to come really bad at that point too.
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Pre-cum had dribbled out my dick and was running down the shaft.
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"Okay, but let's go in the bathroom," I answered. I didn't want to
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make a mess in his bed.
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Nick got up, and we went to the bathroom.
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"Wait here," I told him.
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I left and hurried into the master bedroom. On one of the shelves
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in their bathroom I found the baby oil Steve must have used in the video.
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I ran back to the bathroom with this in hand, my near-bursting erection
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slapping against my stomach as I ran.
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2 Nick sat on the toilet seat waiting. He still had an erection. I
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stepped into the tub and unscrewed the bottle.
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After pouring a generous amount of oil into my hand, I slathered
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it on my eager cock. I screwed back on the cap and then began stroking my
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erection.
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I slid my hand over the purple engorged head and felt a tremor of
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pleasure in response. Then I began jerking off in earnest with my
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slippery hand gliding easily over my well-oiled shaft.
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The pressure in my groin built and my balls contracted against my
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body. Soon my whole body was envelopped in the stimulating, mind-numbing
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ecstasy.
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I gasped as the orgasm sent a shudder through my body. The first
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spurt splattered against the far wall of the shower. The following ones
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landed in the tub itself.
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"Wow!" Nick exclaimed.
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He got up and collected some of the cum in his hand. I rested
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against the wall of the shower, exhausted after that sensational orgasm.
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"You better get to bed," I said, without much conviction.
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"Okay. Will you sleep with me?" he asked.
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"Sure, just let me clean this up," I answered.
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He washed his hands and scurried off to bed. I cleaned up the
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mess in the tub and returned the oil. The I climbed into bed with Nick.
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He snuggled up against my naked body.
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I ended up falling asleep. When I woke I got an adrenaline rush
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as I realized the Wallace's would be home soon. I got out of bed, careful
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not to disturb Nick. I grabbed my pants and raced downstairs.
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Throwing on my clothes, I scrambled over to the VCR and ejected
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the tape. I put it back in the box and returned it to its hiding spot.
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Then I sat down in front of the TV and found something suitable to watch.
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It turned out I rushed for no reason; they arrived a half hour later.
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"How was Nick?" Mrs. Wallace asked.
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"Great," I answered. "No problems."
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"Good."
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"That's good to hear," Mr. Wallace (or Steve, as I now thought of
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him) said as he entered the house. "Here you go."
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He handed me a twenty dollar bill. I tried to avoid looking at
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his crotch, but with my new knowledge it was difficult. I noticed it did
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bulge slightly. I wanted to rip off his pants and feast my eyes on that
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huge piece of meant.
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"Are you available to babysit next weekend?" Mrs. Wallace asked.
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"Sure."
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"Good. I'm going to be out of town and, although Steve denies it,
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I think he'll need to get away from Nick for a few hours."
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I nodded.
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"I'll give you a call," Steve said, smiling.
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I left their house and headed back to my own. I hoped he would
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call me again. I couldn't wait until I saw that tape again.
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End Part 2
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