Teenage Babysitters

Teenage Babysitters Parts 1 and 2

By Nevergrowup
nevergrowup2015@hotmail.com

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now. * * * * *

Teenage Babysitters

Ashleigh Faulkner and Tara Brookes had been best friends since they met as 5-year-olds at primary school. They were both 14 years of age now and attended Hillside Secondary School. They reluctantly agree to do some babysitting for an 11-year-old boy, and discover much to their surprise just how much they enjoy it.

Part 1

“Mum says that you can come over for a sleepover on Friday night,” announced Tara at lunchtime when she spoke to her best friend Ashleigh. “I meant to have mentioned it this morning on the way to school but it went clean out of my head,” she stated.

“Oh, that would be great,” replied Ashleigh; “it’s been a while since we last had one. I’ll check when I get home that there isn’t anything planned. Mum hasn’t mentioned anything, so I’m sure it will be fine,” she said looking pleased. They sat together in the canteen, enjoying their lunch and talking about what they would do on Friday evening. They came up with several ideas, including plans for Saturday, where they thought they would go into town and do some shopping. It had been Tara’s 14th birthday a few weeks earlier, which was the last occasion they had been together for a sleepover. She had received several gifts of money which she had carefully put away in her savings box, and had then added to it with her weekly pocket money. She collected the Swarovski crystal figures, which were quite expensive to buy but were quite beautiful. She had now amassed £200 in her money box which was enough to buy a new figure that she had seen and really wanted, so Saturday would provide the ideal opportunity to visit the shopping centre for her to purchase it. They continued chatting with one another for the remainder of the lunch hour before the bell sounded for the start of afternoon school.

After school had finished the two of them walked part of the way home together as usual before separating when they got to the park; Tara lived the other side of the park, whilst Ashleigh only had a few hundred yards to go and she was at her front door. “I’ll check with mum about the sleepover,” Ashleigh shouted after Tara, as she headed into the park, “and I’ll text you later.” It took a couple of minutes for Ashleigh to arrive home; as soon as she entered the house she followed her usual routine, going into the kitchen for a drink and a snack before making her way upstairs to her room where she changed out of her school uniform and then sat down to do her homework. Her room was quite large, one of five bedrooms in what was a very nice detached house. Around the walls were posters of popstars and sport stars; she had a double bed, a small sofa, television, and desk/workstation with a laptop. She also had her own small bathroom with a toilet, washbasin and shower. Both her parents worked; her mother, Louise, was a receptionist at the local doctors’ surgery, whilst her father, Ian, was a logistics manager for a large retail company. It was quite common for them not to arrive home until after 6pm, so as soon as Ashleigh had completed her homework she would quite often head back down to the kitchen and start getting the evening meal under way. Her mother would leave her a note as to what needed doing, meaning that by the time her parents arrived home the food was in the oven cooking nicely, and they generally sat down to eat at around 7 o’clock.

Tonight, they were having lasagne with garlic bread and a green salad. Louise had prepared the lasagne the previous evening and Ashleigh had put it in the oven at the prescribed time, followed later on by the garlic bread, and had then made the salad. She laid the table in the dining room, so that everything would be ready by the time her parents arrived home. It was a quarter to seven by the time they both got in, and at just after 7pm they were sitting down to enjoy their meal after a very busy day. After they had eaten, they put the dirty plates and cutlery in the dishwasher and went through to relax in the lounge, where they all chatted about how their day had been.

“Now Ashleigh, there’s something I need to ask you,” announced her mother. “It’s Philippa’s birthday on Friday and she has invited your father and me out for dinner with her and Nathan to celebrate. We’re going to rather a posh restaurant in London, so we’ll be home quite late, and they were wondering if you would mind babysitting for them?” Philippa was Louise’s best friend and they had known each other since university, she was married to Nathan and they had an 11-year-old boy called Curtis. Ashleigh had been going to ask about spending Friday night at Tara’s for a sleepover, but as her mother spoke the expression on her face changed to one of huge disappointment. “Why whatever’s the matter?” her mother asked noticing the sudden change in her daughter’s appearance.

“I was going to go over to Tara’s for a sleepover on Friday,” she stated, “I was just about to talk to you about it when you mentioned the babysitting,” she said frowning.

“Well, why don’t you invite Tara to come over here,” her mother suggested, “the arrangement for Friday is that Philippa and Nathan will bring Curtis over here; the four of us will go out for dinner and then when we arrive back, Philippa and Nathan are going to stay the night, as it will be too late for them to drive home, plus I should imagine we will have all had a couple of celebratory drinks. If Tara stays as well then you can both babysit Curtis. What do you say?”

“I suppose it will be okay,” Ashleigh replied, sounding a little uncertain. “Let me ring Tara and see if it is okay with her,” she said heading out of the lounge and upstairs to her room. She sat on the edge of her bed and rang Tara; the two of them spoke for about fifteen minutes with Ashleigh telling her friend of the proposed change of plan for Friday evening. After they had finished their conversation Ashleigh felt much happier; Tara had confirmed she was quite content to come over and help look after Curtis. Neither of them had done any babysitting before, and Tara thought that it might be quite fun, although Ashleigh wasn’t so convinced.

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Friday afternoon arrived. Tara had brought an overnight bag with her to school containing everything that she needed for her stay at Ashleigh’s. This meant that the two of them were able to go directly to Ashleigh’s house after school rather than Tara having to go back to her own home first. As soon as they arrived, they went through to the kitchen, following Ashleigh’s usual routine to get a drink and snack before heading upstairs. They both changed and then sat down to get their homework out of the way; fortunately, neither of them had been given much that day, they had to write up a science experiment from earlier and read the next chapter of a book they were studying for English.

Ashleigh’s parents arrived home early for once at around half past four. They immediately went upstairs to start getting themselves ready for their evening out. Philippa and Nathan would be over around 6ish with Curtis and then the four of them would be getting a taxi to the station to get the train up to London where they would have a couple of drinks before having dinner in the restaurant, where their table was booked for 8 o’clock.

Ashleigh and Tara had both finished their homework and were sitting downstairs in the lounge watching television when Philippa, Nathan and Curtis arrived at just before 6.10pm. Louise and Ian greeted them and invited them in. Ashleigh had met Curtis several times in the past, and smiled as the very good looking 11-year-old boy entered the lounge with his parents. He was slim, with blonde hair and blue eyes and a really lovely smile which he revealed as soon as he saw Ashleigh. She returned his smile and introduced Tara to him, with all three of them instantly striking up a conversation about what they were going to do that evening. The four adults chatted away with one another until they heard the horn of the taxi as it arrived outside. Louise, Ian, Philippa and Nathan all headed into the hallway with Philippa giving Ashleigh a few instructions as she went, asking her to make sure Curtis had a shower before he went to bed and not to let him stay up too late. As they left the house Ashleigh in turn wished them all a really enjoyable evening, and with that the three children all waved them off as they got into the taxi before closing the front door behind them leaving just her, Tara and Curtis together in the house.

The three of them made their way back to the lounge and settled down to watch television. Ashleigh went through to the kitchen and organised some glasses of fruit juice for them, and when she came back, she asked Curtis if there was anything special that he wanted to watch. He rummaged in the bag he had brought with him and retrieved the new Jungle Book DVD with CGI effects which his parents had got for him specially. Neither Ashleigh or Tara had seen it, although a couple of their friends had, and said it was really good.

Ashleigh’s mother had organised a takeaway pizza for their tea which would be delivered at around 7pm, which they were all looking forward to enormously; and so, Ashleigh took the DVD from Curtis and set it up in the DVD player ready for them to start watching as soon as their tea arrived. The pizzas were duly delivered on time and Ashleigh laid them out on the coffee table so that they could all help themselves; there was a vegetarian, a meat feast and a Hawaiian, as well a large bottle of coca cola. All three of them were sat on the sofa facing the television and as soon as they started eating Ashleigh started the DVD. It was a really excellent film which they all found very enjoyable indeed. After they had finished watching it Ashleigh suggested to Curtis that he went and had his shower and then he could come back downstairs again for a short while before going to bed, which he agreed to.

As this was the first time Curtis had stayed the night there, Ashleigh led the way upstairs, pointing out where the bathroom was, before showing him to the bedroom where he would be sleeping. “I’ll go and get a towel out for you,” Ashleigh told Curtis, as he put his bag down, “then if you come along to the bathroom, I’ll show you how the shower works.” Ashleigh took a large towel out of the airing cupboard and went along to wait in the bathroom.

“I’m here,” announced Curtis, as he appeared behind Ashleigh in the bathroom.

“Good, I’ll just ….” Ashleigh started to say as she turned around, but stopped in mid-sentence, her eyes widening, as she noticed Curtis standing there completely naked in front of her. She had never seen a boy naked in real life before and her gaze was immediately directed towards his smooth little willy. She stared at him for several moments, before regaining her composure and smiling. “I’ll just show you how the shower works and then I’ll leave you to it,” she stated, “put the towel in the laundry basket when you have finished and when you are ready come back down to the lounge.” Curtis smiled and Ashleigh watched as he got into the shower, this time looking at his cute little backside. She then headed back downstairs. As she rushed into the lounge, she uttered to Tara excitedly; “You’ll never guess what I’ve just seen,” as she sat down on the sofa, “Curtis naked.” As Tara stared at her she told her friend what had happened.

“Wow! I wish I had been there too,” Tara commented, sounding slightly disappointed at missing out. The two of them chatted away together until they heard Curtis’s voice in the hallway; a few seconds later he entered the lounge, still completely naked. This time both girls smiled at him as they gazed at his little willy.

“I can’t find my pyjamas,” he said, “they’re not in my bag.” Ashleigh went back upstairs to check, but couldn’t find them either.

“It would seem your mum has forgotten to pack them,” Ashleigh told him. “I don’t think we have got any that would fit you, so I’m afraid that you will just have to stay naked,” she stated. Curtis didn’t seem at all fazed by this and was quite happy to be naked; being an 11-year-old he was still used to his mother seeing him with no clothes on, so being nude with two teenage girls didn’t bother him at all. He sat back down on the sofa between Ashleigh and Tara and the three of them watched TV.

Ashleigh kept glancing down at his groin, fascinated by his willy; she was dying to touch it and find out what it felt like. Just then she had an idea and asked Curtis if he was ticklish; he just looked back at her and grinned. Ashleigh reached over and started tickling him causing him to start giggling and laughing and writhing on the sofa next to her. She carried on tickling his tummy and under his arms; Curtis tried to tickle her back and as he did so she grabbed hold of him, wrapping her arms around him and tickling his tummy again by his belly button. As he continued to laugh and struggle Ashleigh’s fingers got lower down his body until they were tickling his groin. In all the excitement Ashleigh noticed that Curtis’s willy was getting bigger; it was no longer soft and was now sticking out at an angle in front of him. She stared at it in astonishment and noticed that Tara was doing the same. She then ran her fingers over it and took it into her hand – it felt amazing; she couldn’t believe that she was actually playing with a real boy’s willy. She glanced at Curtis who was still laughing and giggling and not at all concerned that Ashleigh was touching his willy. She gave him a good feel and started tickling his balls as well, before motioning to Tara for her to have a go. Tara took over from Ashleigh and wrapped her fingers around Curtis’s 3½ inch willy, feeling it and stroking it; experiencing touching a boy’s willy for the first time. Curtis was quite contented and was having a really great time; nobody had ever played with him like this before when he had been naked, and he was really enjoying having two girls tickling him and fooling around with his willy.

The two girls continued tickling, fondling, touching and playing with Curtis for a while longer until Ashleigh noticed that it was almost 10 o’clock. She therefore decided that much as she would like to carry on, it was really time for Curtis to go to bed, which he did with no trouble at all. He gave Ashleigh and Tara a hug each before heading upstairs, leaving the two girls staring after his cute little arse, before excitedly talking about him, and how much they had loved playing with his naked willy. The two of them stayed up for a while longer before they too went to bed, and were fast asleep by the time Ashleigh’s parents and Curtis’s parents returned from their night out.

Part 2

The next morning everybody was up and about and downstairs by half past nine. As a special treat Louise was doing a cooked breakfast for everyone, and there was the delicious smell of bacon frying, wafting through the house from the kitchen. Philippa, Nathan, Curtis, Ashleigh and Tara were all seated at the table, whilst Louise and Ian did the cooking, dishing up and serving between them. It was quite a mammoth effort feeding seven hungry people, but soon all of them were tucking into bacon and eggs, sausages, hash browns, mushrooms, tomatoes and baked beans, along with orange juice and tea and coffee.

“Did you have a nice time last night?” Ashleigh asked between mouthfuls.

“Yes, we had a fantastic time,” replied her mother; “the restaurant was lovely, the food was absolutely amazing, and the service and attention to detail from the waiters was excellent.”

“Was everything okay here?” enquired Philippa, “I hope Curtis was on his best behaviour.”

Before Ashleigh could answer a small voice piped up from the other side of the table; “Yes it was brilliant, we had pizza for tea and watched Jungle Book which was really good,” uttered Curtis; “oh, but mum, you forgot to pack my pyjamas, so I had to go naked after my shower,” he revealed glancing across at Ashleigh and Tara, both of whom stopped eating when he made that fact known to everyone, wondering what he was going to say next. “But it was fun,” he said smiling, taking a huge bite of sausage. Ashleigh and Tara both gave suppressed sighs of relief, as they had both been worried Curtis was going to tell everyone about them playing with his willy.

“Ooh, I’m sorry about that,” Philippa apologised, “I definitely put a fresh pair of Curtis’s pyjamas out, but I must have neglected to put them in his bag. “I hope it wasn’t too embarrassing with him being naked; he quite often leaves his clothes off when he is at home, so I’m sure he wasn’t too concerned about it, just as long as you didn’t mind either.”

Ashleigh and Tara glanced at each other on hearing that; “no it was fine,” Ashleigh confirmed, speaking for both of them; “he was as good as gold, and we actually really enjoyed babysitting for him, and would be happy to do it again,” she stated.

“Would you really?” said Philippa looking pleased, “well that’s very useful to know. It is quite difficult finding reliable babysitters, who do a good job. Actually,” she continued, “would the two of you be free next Saturday late afternoon/early evening? Ian and I have been invited to a classical recital, which we would both very much like to go to, but not having anyone to look after Curtis we were going to have to say no. It wouldn’t be a very late night and we would be back home before 10pm, and we would pay you of course,” she added.

Ashleigh and Tara looked at each other again and nodded; “Yes, I think we are free, Tara will have to check with her mother that it’s fine with her, otherwise, would that be okay mum?” she asked.

“Yes, of course,” her mother answered.

Curtis, who had been following the conversation very carefully, suddenly let out a cry of “Yeeesss!!” as everyone turned to look at the delighted expression and huge grin on his face.

After breakfast Philippa, Nathan and Curtis all went home, with Philippa promising to ring Ashleigh during the week to confirm the arrangements for the following Saturday. The two girls went into town as planned, and spent several hours going around the shopping mall, including quite a considerable period of time in the Swarovski store, where Tara spent ages looking at all the exquisite crystal figurines they had on display. She had decided not to take her money with her, but to instead do some window shopping; there were several figurines that she really liked; but the one that stood out was Disney’s Snow White. She gasped when she saw it, and instantly fell in love with it, but at over £300 it was well outside her price range. As she gazed at it, out of the blue she suddenly had an amazing idea; she turned to Ashleigh and suggested going to get a drink. Ashleigh, having spent the best part of an hour watching Tara looking at figurines was only too pleased to move on somewhere else. They went to the large café in the centre of the mall, ordered a hot chocolate each and sat down at one of the tables; as soon as they were seated Tara began to talk to Ashleigh about her idea.

“Did you enjoy last night with Curtis?” she asked.

“It was really awesome,” Ashleigh replied, smiling. “I never realised babysitting could be so much fun,” she declared.

“Well, funny you should say that,” said Tara, “but I’ve had a great idea, and the more I think about it, the more enthusiastic I am becoming about doing it.”

“Doing what?” questioned Ashleigh.

“Babysitting of course,” Tara responded. “Look, we both really enjoyed last night, we didn’t know what to expect, it was different, and we got to see a boy naked. Why don’t we set up our own babysitting service in the neighbourhood?” she announced. “Philippa mentioned this morning that it was difficult to find babysitters that could be trusted. We could maybe get some leaflets done and drop them through people’s letterboxes; we could ask Philippa if she could do us a testimonial or something to say she was really pleased with how we looked after Curtis, and best of all we could earn some money by charging for doing it. What do you say?”

Ashleigh sat there in silence for several moments, as she processed everything that Tara had just mentioned. After a couple of minutes her face lit up; “Tara, that’s brilliant,” she said as her expression changed and a huge smile appeared, “you’re a genius.”

It was a quarter to four when the two of them arrived back at Ashleigh’s house to find that no-one else was home. They went straight upstairs to Ashleigh’s room where they sat next to each other on the small sofa and began to formulate and write down their thoughts for a babysitting service. They discussed their ideas, and noted any points that they felt they needed to do some research on. They quickly realised that this was something that they needed to plan carefully, and couldn’t just rush into; they decided that they would each speak to their own parents to see what they thought of their idea, and try and get some advice from them as to how they should go about it. By the time Tara left to go back to her own home, the two girls had written down quite a lot of details, and were really quite excited about their future plans.

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Over the ensuing days both girls spoke with their parents about their ideas for a babysitting service. Each set of parents was very supportive of their daughter’s initiative and agreed to assist them in any way they could. Tara’s parents confirmed they were happy for her to babysit Curtis with Ashleigh again on Saturday and suggested that she and Ashleigh speak to Philippa about their plans, and ask her for her thoughts on what they were proposing. Both girls spent a number of hours undertaking research into babysitting, and whilst they were not intending to become professional sitters, they gained a much greater understanding of exactly what would be involved. Every day when they met up on their way to school, they had something that they needed to discuss, and by the time Saturday arrived they had put together a fairly detailed action plan of what they needed to look at, and what their priorities would be. One very difficult key element of their plan that stood out above all others though was something that they couldn’t easily resolve; their lack of experience.

On Saturday afternoon Tara walked over to Ashleigh’s house, where Mr Faulkner would then drive them over to Philippa and Nathan’s, and one of them would run the girls back home again afterwards; to make things less complicated Tara would again be staying the night at Ashleigh’s. Philippa had asked them to arrive around 5.30pm; the recital started at 6.30pm and would be finished by 9.30pm. Ashleigh rang the doorbell and heard an excited shout from inside the house; “they’re here.” Moments later the front door was opened and they were greeted by the beaming face of Curtis who stood there completely naked. Ashleigh and Tara looked at each other and smiled.

As they stepped inside Philippa appeared from the lounge; “Hi girls, thank you very much for coming; I hope you don’t mind Curtis being naked; as you had seen him naked last weekend, he wanted to do the same this time as well.” Ashleigh and Tara grinned at one another;

“No of course we don’t mind,” they said, as they all went through to the lounge. It was quite a big lounge with two double and one three-seater sofas, a sizeable television, several cabinets and a coffee table. Ashleigh and Tara sat on one of the double sofas, whilst Philippa and Curtis sat on the other. They told Philippa about their idea of setting up a babysitting service in view of what she had said last week about the difficulty in finding reliable sitters, and asked her if she had any advice about do’s and don’ts, and whether she would do a testimonial for them. Philippa was thrilled to hear about their plans and said she would be delighted to write a reference for their leaflet, and would have a think about what else they would need to cover. As they sat chatting Nathan appeared in the doorway and said it was time for them to leave. Philippa got up from the sofa and stated that Curtis would be able to show them where everything was; there was fruit juice and coke in the fridge for them to help themselves to, and that she had left some food for them on the kitchen table. She kissed Curtis, told him to behave and said they would be back around a quarter to ten.

As soon as his parents had left Curtis squeezed in beside Ashleigh and Tara on the two-seater sofa; almost immediately his willy started to grow and in no time at all he was sitting between the two girls with his 3½ inch boner sticking up in front of him. The two girls smiled at his reaction with each of them reaching over to play with his hard willy. Over the next two or three hours, Ashleigh, Tara and Curtis had a great time together as the two girls tickled, fondled, caressed, manipulated and played with the naked 11-year-old boy, who in turn enjoyed every moment of it.

Philippa and Nathan returned home at just after a quarter to ten, and Nathan dropped the two girls’ home at a little after 10.15pm. Each girl received £20 for their babysitting duties, which they appreciated enormously.

Once they had arrived back at Ashleigh’s, her mother made them a mug of hot chocolate each with some biscuits. They sat in the lounge drinking it and chatted about their evening’s babysitting and how well it had gone, and said that Philippa had agreed to write a reference for their leaflet and would also have a think about anything else that they ought to include in the information section. It was almost ten to eleven when the two girls headed upstairs to bed; they continued talking for another half an hour or so before they drifted off to sleep dreaming of their new fledgling babysitting empire.

After breakfast Ashleigh and Tara spent the entire morning working on their new leaflets; they were going to be small A5 size and would continue information about the service they provided, their contact details and also Philippa’s testimonial. They had planned to put a lot more detail on the leaflets about fee charges, age ranges of children they would look after, how far they would travel etc. but when Ashleigh’s mother saw it, she felt that it there was rather too much information provided which seemed to take over the leaflet with just writing; when what they should really be looking to provide was a striking easy-to-read, double-sided sheet of paper that would publicise their new business. Mrs Faulkner suggested that they list all the additional details in a separate ‘terms and conditions’ document that could be provided to anyone who booked their service so they knew exactly what to expect.

After another couple of hours work the two girls came up with something that they were both happy with. Mrs Faulkner was quite a skilful IT user and agreed to produce a draft of the leaflet for them once they had received Philippa’s comments, and added in some artwork of children on the front of it. One of her friends was a solicitor and she had spoken to him about reading through the ‘terms and conditions’ and checking any legal requirements, which he was more than willing to do in exchange for the two girls to do an evening’s babysitting for him and his wife for their two young children; which they were very happy to agree to. He also offered to write them a testimonial for their leaflet which both girls were absolutely thrilled to bits about.

During the next few days Mrs Faulkner drafted out the leaflet which only then needed the quotes from Philippa and Mr Ridsdale to be added to it. Philippa’s was received almost immediately and with Ashleigh and Tara carrying out their babysitting obligation for Mr Ridsdale the following evening, his testimonial would shortly follow. As it happened the babysitting they had been asked to do couldn’t have been easier; it was Mrs Ridsdale’s birthday and because of the children they rarely managed to get out to celebrate, especially as it was a Wednesday, and a school night; Mr Ridsdale however managed to surprise his wife with dinner at the local restaurant, with Ashleigh and Tara on hand to look after their two young children; Rebecca who was eight and Henry who was seven, both of whom were already tucked up in bed when they arrived at 7pm, and with Mr and Mrs Ridsdale back home by 9.30pm it wasn’t a late night for them, with Mrs Faulkner collecting them. It had none-the-less enabled Mrs Ridsdale to have a rare, but very relaxing and enjoyable meal with her hard-working husband, without having to worry about the kids. The following day as promised a glowing accolade about the babysitters was received from Mr Ridsdale, much to their delight. He also added a clause to their ‘terms and conditions’ which authorised the babysitters to take whatever disciplinary action they needed whilst they were babysitting; this could include verbally telling the child off, sending them to bed, contacting the child’s parents, and spanking them if it became necessary. Mr Ridsdale felt that this section was very important as it gave them a position of authority, as after all they were responsible for the child they were looking after in the absence of the parents.

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A week later Ashleigh returned home from school to find a box with her name on it sitting on the kitchen table; she opened it and gasped with excitement as she gazed at the glossy colour leaflets contained within it. She wasted no time at all in texting Tara to let her know that their service was now official. They decided to spend a couple of hours over the next two evenings after school going around the streets local to where they lived distributing the leaflets. They spoke to a couple of shopkeepers; the newsagents and the post office, and they allowed the girls to leave a small batch of them on the counter. They had just got back to Ashleigh’s on Friday evening when Ashleigh’s mobile rang; “Hello,” she answered.

“Oh, hello,” came the sound of a woman’s voice on the other end, “is that the babysitting service?” Ashleigh grinned, and confirmed that it was. “Oh, that’s good. My name is Janice Greenwood and I have just read your leaflet,” the woman said, “I know it’s short notice, but I was wondering whether there was any possibility of you doing some sitting for me this evening?” she asked.

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