Nylon Lover Ch. 1-2

Nylon Lover Ch. 1

My earliest recollection of nylons is when I was very young (early 50’s). My Aunt Helen, who lived with us, worked as a secretary at a trucking company, and as such, always wore dresses or skirts to work. I remember that when she got home from work, she’d sit on the couch and take her stockings and high heels off, and leave them there until she went to bed.

I was fascinated with her legs, and I still remember exactly what they looked (and felt) like – she had great legs! She would hike her skirt up above the tops of her stockings, and unclip the clasps on her garter belt, and then roll her sheer nylons down her legs, placing them in her shoes. Being as young as I was, it was no big deal that I’d consistently watch her, and on occasion, even catch a glimpse up her skirt or dress.

Once in a while, I’d run up to her to greet her, and hug her around her legs. I’d rub her stocking clad thighs until she made me stop. I’m sure that this is what hooked me! I simply loved the texture of the sheer, slick nylon on her legs, and never got enough of feeling them. She always warned me not to cause a run in her nylons, and I think that was probably why I developed a dislike of runs and snags in nylons or pantyhose, which I still hate today. An ugly run is almost as bad as NO nylons at all!

One evening, Aunt Helen fell asleep on the couch, and I did what I’d planned for quite a while. I snuck in and grabbed her shoes and stockings, and hid with them behind a big recliner chair. I took my own shoes and socks off, and slid the sheer stockings onto my feet and up my legs. WOW!! It was like an electric charge going up my legs, to my crotch! If I didn’t know better, I believe that I had my first orgasm right then, it felt that good!

Well, Aunt Helen woke up and caught me playing, and very sternly told me that I shouldn’t be playing with her clothes, that boys didn’t wear stockings, and that they were very expensive, and I might cause a run in them, at which point she would be very mad at me!

I KNEW they must be expensive, ’cause anything that felt THAT good, MUST be! Anyway, I didn’t do it again, but I did continue to watch the leg show that my Aunt Helen provided me with until she got married and moved out – a very sad day for me!

By now, I was going to Sunday School and church every Sunday, and as you all know, back then, EVERY female over than the age of twelve wore stockings to church, which made sure that I got perfect attendance pins every year! I dearly loved all of the nylon clad leg and thigh that I was able to take in each week!

Since we lived about two blocks from the church, all of my family, aunts, uncles, cousins, stopped by for a visit after church every Sunday. I had two cousins, Becca and Sherry, both about my age, who had gained my interest – both had been wearing nylons for awhile, and I was now their favorite cousin – none of the other boys would pay any attention to them, but I always did!

We’d play hide-n-seek, tag, and lots of other games, and I’d always “help” them hide. Somehow, when I’d be covering them up, or pulling things around in front of them, my hands would always come in contact with their nyloned legs. I never tired of feeling them, and they didn’t seem to be catching on, so it went on for quite awhile. Many times, I managed to slide my hand up under their dress, to their stocking tops, garter straps, and once in awhile, bare skin! But, at that time, bare skin held no fascination for me, and I was content to stay on their stockings.

Awhile later, I was in my late teens, something happened that started a new ball rolling. Sherry’s family moved away, and the only ones that showed up after church, were Becca’s family. Her younger brother was about the same age as mine, and they always took off and played by themselves, which left me and Bec’ to amuse ourselves.

Once, she asked if we could play “Doctor Is In” and I said okay. We were in my “club house,” which was in the garage, and she volunteered to be the patient first. She laid down on the floor mat, and I pretended to be the Doc.

“What seems to be the problem, Becca?” I asked, very professionally. “Well Doctor, I have this pain right here…” she said, rubbing her side. Right then, I got my first really good, hard, hard on. “Well, let’s take a look at it, okay?” I said, pulling her dress and slip up….up….up, until it was around her waist.

Even though the pain was in her side, I kept rubbing her legs, from ankles to stocking tops, until she finally stopped me. “What about my pain, Doctor?” she asked impatiently! “Oh, yes, let’s take a look at it,” I said, and ran my hand up under her dress to her ribcage. I rubbed her all over, from her waist up to her bra, and she moaned. “Does it hurt there, Becca?” I asked. “Yes, Doctor, right here,” she said, and moved my hand up to the bottom of her bra.

“Well, let me move this,” I said, and slipped the bra up, baring her right breast to me. It was cute, and I rubbed it. It was very soft, except for the tip, which was hard. I played with it for a few seconds, and she again got impatient with me.

‘Doctor, what about my OTHER pain?” she asked. “Where does it hurt, Becca” I asked. She pointed down to her crotch, and she said “Right here between my legs!” Her panties were very visible to me, since her dress was still above her waist, and she spread her legs for me. I reached up to the waistband of her panties, and started to pull them down…..

“BECCA!! Let’s go, we’re leaving!” My uncle shouted from the back door! We scrambled up, and she ran out of the garage, face flushed. I stayed in the club house, rubbing my hard dick, since it felt so damned good! I pulled it out, and started stroking it. I’d heard about jacking off from some of the other guys, and I’d even tried it, with negative results. This time though, after just a few more seconds, I shot a stream of cum across the floor…. two, three, four spurts of juice. I was amazed at what had happened!

Man, I thought I had died and gone to Heaven – nothing I had experienced, had EVER felt that good! And, all because of ‘Becca! I waited two or three days before doing it again, and then I saw up the dress of my teacher, Mrs. Pearson. Dark stocking tops, and a couple of inches of garter straps, and I got an instant hard on!

I couldn’t wait to get home, at which time I grabbed the Sears catalogue, and turned to the stockings page. Plenty to look at there, and I whipped my dick out and started stroking it.

After just a few minutes, looking at the pictures, and thinking about ‘Becca, and I shot my second load! Again, lightning bolts of pleasure assaulted my inexperienced body! I wiped it on my bed sheet, and realized that when I did this again, I’d have to be better prepared!

As you might guess, I couldn’t wait for Becca to show up the next Sunday. I wanted to share my new found activity with her! But, for some reason, she got scared or something, she wouldn’t go to the club house with me. No matter how hard I pleaded or begged, it was no dice! She’s show me plenty of leg, and even let me rub her stockings when no one was around, but she wouldn’t go to the club house with me. I was broken hearted! I was sure that I was in love with her, and now she wouldn’t even consider being alone with me!

As we grew older, the games stopped, and our relationship no longer flourished. I had plenty of other sources of nyloned leg to gawk at, so ‘Becca wasn’t all that important to me anymore, and besides, I was pissed at her for not coming through for me!

It soon became an obsession for HER, though, as I displayed my disinterest in her. New, shorter skirts, high heels, sheerest stockings, she knew how to get to me, that’s for sure. But, I played it really cool. Oh, I’d always look at the display of nylon encased thigh she showed (I’m no dummy!), and I’d smile at her, but no overt actions on my part at all.

Becca would even on occasion, spread her legs and show me her crotch…. and I’d look, but that was it. Once, we were both in the back seat of her dad’s car going somewhere, and she actually took my hand and placed it on her thigh. I stroked it (I’m no dummy!), loving the way it felt, but that was it! Man, it really pissed her off!

Finally, I’d gotten a job after school, and got my drivers license. Then, I bought a car – a ’56 Ford convertible, from a relative. Paid $140.00 for it, and it ran okay. The top leaked a little, but that didn’t matter – I was King Shit! Had my own car!

By then, I was 17, and a few weeks later, We were all at the house after church, and my aunt asked me if I would take ‘Becca home. They wanted to do something else, and she had a school thing to do with some friends, and had to get home. I hem-hawed around, and finally agreed to do it.

We got in the car, and had no sooner pulled away from the curb, when Becca turned towards me in the seat. “Why have you been avoiding me, Rick?” she asked. “It seems I remember YOU avoiding Me awhile back!” I retorted. “We were way too young back then, and you know it!” she said. “And you’re STILL too young!” I spat out, reminding her that at 16, she was a year younger than me!

“Oh, yeah?” she asked. I looked over at her, and she started sliding her skirt up, until it was around her waist – just like it was when we’d played “Doctor” a few years back. There they were again. Her nylon clad legs, up to her bare thighs, garter belt, and now, 3″ high heels added to the mix.

She leaned back in the seat and put her legs up on the seat, her feet in my lap. I put my hand on her nyloned ankle, and moved it up her leg….. until it was on her thigh. Stocking top, and then bare thigh, following the garter strap upward.

Then, and I will never forget the next moment in my life, my hand was on her pussy, and she had NO panties on! It was a feeling like no other, and when I looked at her, she just smiled at me! “I haven’t been wearing panties for 3 or 4 months now, if you’d only noticed!” she said.

My fingers played with her, stroking, rubbing, her legs parted wider. It was a good thing the top was up! One finger in her, then two…. hot….. wet…. tight! WOW!!

Then, we were at her house. We ran inside, and as the door closed, I grabbed her. I kissed her hard – my first girl-kiss! I rubbed her back, her front, and then she pulled away. “Wait!” she ordered. She took two or three steps away from me, and stood there. First one button on her blouse, then another. Soon, the blouse dropped to the floor. Then, with her back to me, her bra joined the blouse. Then, she turned towards me, her arms over her breasts. Then, she dropped her arms. WOW! TITS!! They weren’t huge, didn’t have any sag at all, but they were beautiful!

Hands on skirt. Zipper down. Swish! Skirt hits floor! There she stood – naked except for high heels, sheer stockings, and a white garter belt! Nothing else! That image is still burned in my mind, and it did indeed exemplify what I have since that moment, believed to be the sexiest sight in the world!

She stood there, and I couldn’t move. Finally, she took a step toward me, then another. then…. a loud knock at the front door…. HER CLASS MATES WERE HERE!! She ran for the bedroom, and I picked up her clothes and hid them. I went to the door, and told the two kids there it would be a minute. She was back out in a few minutes, in jeans and a sweater! Her face flushed red, a hot look on her face. She kissed me lightly on the lips, and said…. “Lock up when you leave…” and she was gone!

I went to her room, and dropped her clothes on her bed. Then, I went to her hamper, and looked in. A pair of nylons on top. I took one, and quickly unzipped my pants, I pulled out my dick, and started stroking it, rubbing it with the stocking. Soon, I blasted another hot load of cum, and caught it with the stocking, making sure I got it all soaked up.

I put it back in the hamper, and left the house, locking the door behind me. The trip home left me time to think about what had happened, and all I could think was….. WOW! I couldn’t wait to see Becca again!
She called me on a Friday night when I just happened to not have anything planned, and invited me to take her to a drive-in movie. Just like that. I hem-hawed around for a few minutes, trying not to seem too eager, and finally agreed. She told me to pick her up down the street from her house, so her parents (my aunt and uncle!) wouldn’t think bad(?) thoughts. I decided not to pressure her on the comment. I went to my room and put on a clean shirt and jeans, and NO UNDERWEAR!

As I approached her standing down the block from her house, I knew it was going to be a great night. She had on a sheer sun dress, and when my headlights hit her, I could see right through it!

Sheer nylons, a white garter belt and 3 1/2″ heels completed her outfit. I did NOT see any panties or bra!

I flipped the door open for her, and she jumped in, sliding right over next to me. Her dress rode up as she did, baring her thighs to the top of her stockings. Any pretense of modesty was now gone. She had to straddle the floor shifter, and I was really glad I didn’t have bucket seats! My hand went right to her nylon clad thigh, and I damn near came just from the sheerness of it!

‘Becca put her left arm around my shoulders and kissed the side of my face. I looked down the front of her dress, which happened to button all the way down the front, and the top two buttons were undone. I could clearly see the valley between her full breasts, and she knew it, too.

We went to a drive-in in the next small town, so nobody would recognize us. As we approached the entrance, I started to pull her dress down. She stopped me, leaving the dark part at the top of her sheer stockings showing.

The male attendant did a double-take as I bought the tickets, and ‘Bec had a smile on her face as she looked him right in the eye, and slowly slid the hem of her skirt higher, until several inches of bare thigh above her stocking tops was exposed. She just laughed as I pulled away, leaving the attendant dumbfounded!

We parked near the back, where everybody that wanted to make out usually did. No sooner did I have the car shut off, when ‘Becca was all over me, kissing me wildly. As she did, my hands went to the buttons of her dress, nervously opening them one at a time, until the front of her dress was completely undone.

It was dark enough that it was hard to see in the car, and since the movie had just started, there were no lights on outside. I now had ‘Beccas whole body to look at, feel, and enjoy. We kissed like crazy, and I slowly worked my way down to her tits, kissing, sucking and licking them with gusto. I know I was driving her crazy, ’cause she just couldn’t sit still.

I pushed her back until she was against the door panel, and spread her thighs apart, for the first time, coming face-to-face with a real, live pussy! I remember guys talking about “eating pussy” and I was about to try it myself. I grabbed her nyloned thighs and pulled her toward me, her legs going up on my shoulders, her high heels pointed at the roof of my car.

Then, it was there in front of me. I stuck my tongue out and tentatively licked it, deciding that it didn’t taste all that great, but proud of myself anyway. It sure impressed ‘Becca, that’s for sure! She moaned and groaned, thrashing from side to side, nearly breaking my neck!

I held on tight, my tongue working up and down her slit, and finally realizing that the little bud at the top seemed to be a real good target, as far as getting a reaction from HER went. A few seconds of sucking on it pushed ‘Becca over the top, and she locked her sexy, nylon clad legs around my head. She moaned loudly, keeping the pressure on for what seemed like an hour, but was probably only a minute or so.

When she was finally able to talk, not much came out. “Where did you learn how to do that?” she inquired. “Oh, just picked it up somewhere…. ” was all I said.

I sat back in the drivers seat, and she crawled over to me, completely naked except for her garter belt, stockings and high heels. She kissed and licked at my face and lips, seeming to taste herself on me. Then, her hands went to my zipper, and she slid it down, unbuckling my pants, and shoving them down.

She seemed surprised that I didn’t have any undershorts on, and my dick flipped out at her face. She didn’t stop until she had my pants, shoes and socks all the way off. Then, she kissed her way down my stomach, to where her chin came in contact with my cock. She looked down at it, and grasped it in both hands, working it back and forth for a few minutes. Then, she looked up at me, and with her eyes locked on mine, dove down and took it in her mouth.

I fought the instant urge to cum right away, and she continued to suck me. She was able to get about five or six inches of my nine inch dick in her mouth, and as she worked on me, I was sure that I’d died and gone to heaven!

Sensing that I was about ready to shoot, she stopped and crawled up in my lap. She spread her legs and faced me, impaling herself all the way down on my dick. Obviously, she was not a virgin! Her stocking clad legs on both sides for me to feel, she rode my dick, taking it all the way in, and then backing off. We kissed as she fucked me, our tongues stabbing in and out of each other’s mouths.

I knew I couldn’t last very long, and she finally picked up speed, bouncing up and down in my lap, hanging onto my shoulders for dear life!

Her tits jiggled around with her movements. A low moan formed in her throat, and she got louder as we slammed at each other. I had a nylon clad leg in each hand, while she controlled the speed and depth of my penetration of her.

Then, she started to scream, but I stifled it by kissing her wetly. As she started to cum so did I, and our mutual orgasms consumed us. I know that after we both finished, we just sat there for probably fifteen minutes, my dick still buried inside her.

When she slid over to the other side of the car, I just stared at her, in awe of her raw beauty. I pulled a blanket from the back seat, and we snuggled under it, watching a movie that neither of us cared about.

I finally got dressed and went to the concession stand and got us some snacks. Well into the second movie, her hands found their way to my lap, and she stroked my dick back to life. She pushed the blanket down, and her head went to my lap, engorging herself on me. I shoved the blanket off so I could see all of her, including her sexy stocking clad legs.

As she sucked me off, I noticed movement out the side of the window, and I saw the attendant from earlier, sneaking a peak into the car. I pretended not to notice him, and just let her continue to blow me. I quickly checked, and saw that mine was the only car around, and that nobody could see the attendant peeping in on us.

I pulled her up to kiss me, and whispered to her that we were being watched. She quickly caught on, and did a quick look around without being noticed. She saw her friend from earlier, and a smile crossed her face.

She went back down to my dick and started sucking it again, but this time, she turned so that he got a better view. She also moved her legs so that he could see all of her stockings and high heels.

I watched him out of the corner of my eye, and saw him unzip his pants and haul his dick out. By now, he was just a couple of feet from the window, which was rolled down. As ‘Becca worked on my cock with her lips and tongue, the attendant stroked his own cock.

Then, she got up on her hands and knees, as if to get a better angle on my cock. In reality, she was just giving the attendant a great look at her ass, pussy and nylon clad thighs. He moved closer, and she spread her legs a little, and with one hand, stroked and fingered herself.

The attendant looked up at me and almost died as he realized that I had seen him. I smiled at him, and when he saw that I wasn’t pissed, he stayed right there. I signaled him to come closer, and he moved right up to the window.

Now, he was about a foot from ‘Becca’s steaming pussy. I said “‘Bec, your friend from the ticket booth is here watching us,” and he again started to take off. Her answer stopped him in his tracks. “He is?” Looking over at him, she continued, “Do you seen anything you like?” He just nodded, and she motioned for him to come closer. Looking over her shoulder, she said “If you want to touch me, it’s okay… ” Her mouth went back to my cock, and he reached into the car with his left hand, his right still pounding his cock. His fingers stroked her stocking clad legs, and then quickly followed them upward to the opening of her drenched pussy, and he slid his finger in.

I was about to cum, and ‘Becca knew it. She picked up speed with her hand on the shaft of my cock, the head in her mouth, on her tongue. I held her head as I pumped stream after stream of cum into her mouth. She tried to keep up with the flow, swallowing quickly, but there was just too much of it, and it leaked out the corners of her mouth and dripped down.

The attendant was about to shoot off also, and just as ‘Becca finished me, she spun around to the open window and reached out, grabbing his hard cock. She pulled him closer and took his dick in her mouth, just in time to catch the first drops of his load. She moaned loudly as he filled her mouth, and I reached up and fingered the pussy that now presented itself to me.

She came as he did, and the only difference was that his moans were much more clearly heard, since his mouth wasn’t filled with hard cock as hers was. After he finished, he pulled out of her mouth and took off, and she spun around and kissed me – hard – on the mouth. I tasted cum – mine or his? Or both?

After getting dressed, we left, with ‘Becca’s fine, nylon clad legs at my disposal. I stroked them all the way home. Needless to say, a night I’ll never forget. ‘Becca and I had many fun times after that, a few of which I’ll share with you. Not too many, though. Lots of ground to cover!
My relationship with my cousin ‘Becca went on for nearly two years, until she got married and moved to another state. The time I spent with her reinforced in my mind, what already had a foothold on me – I loved lingerie on women, especially garter belts and stockings, high heels, and more than ever, watching. I became more and more voyeuristic as time went by, to the point where I’d rather watch than actually have sex!

Chapter 2

Back then, it was easy, too. People were a lot more lax about covering their windows, making out in cars, and other things, that made watching easy. But, along with that, I was also developing a desire to watch someone I really cared about, have sex with someone else. I think that time at the drive-in movie when ‘Becca sucked the movie attendant’s dick is what got that started – who knows?

Anyway, I thought a lot about it, especially when I had a steady girlfriend. One girlfriend I had, Mary Pat, was a little wilder than most. She was always willing to feed my desires by wearing stockings and heels for me, and she could really give a great blow job. She sucked me off on our first date, wearing a short dress, a black garter belt, sheer RHT stockings, and 3″ black patent leather stilettos.

We’d gone to an indoor movie (I still remember – Beatles – Hard Day’s Night!), and as soon as the movie started, I put my hand on her nyloned thigh. She didn’t seem to mind, so I started stroking her leg, moving my hand up as I went. Soon, I was under her dress at the top of her stocking, and still moving north. Luckily, we were in the rear of the balcony, so all of the screaming girls didn’t bother us too much. We were making out pretty avidly, and I’d gotten the hem of her dress up to the bottom of her panties.

My dick was rock hard, and she was stroking it through my pants, and we were kissing like mad. I finally stopped it, having gone as far as I dared in the theater – too much light with that particular movie. I asked her if she wanted to leave and she just nodded.

We were out of there in a flash, and back in my ’57 Pontiac. We never even started the car. She was all over me, unzipping my pants, and pulling my dick out. As soon as she had it out, she stroked it a couple of times as we kissed, and then she dove down and took it in her mouth. Man, that girl could suck! I kept trying to pull her skirt up and rub her nyloned legs, but I had a hard time getting to them .I finally had to just settle for the blow job I was getting, so I leaned back and enjoyed it.

Mary Pat was an excellent cock sucker – obviously, she’d had a lot of practice. Her mouth and tongue concentrated on the head, and her hands on the shaft and balls. That first BJ from her was the best I’d ever had, for sure. She looked up at me as she worked, and she could tell when I was getting close, which is when she really went to work. She took more and more of my cock into her mouth, until it nearly disappeared completely, and I could feel it hitting the back of her throat.

She tightened her lips up and used her fist to stroke the part of the shaft that wasn’t in her mouth, and I started to moan – loudly. That just caused her to speed up, which caused an eruption within me. I shot stream after stream of hot, fresh cum directly into her mouth, since she’d pulled back so that she had her lips around just the head of it. When I was done, she came up and kissed me, letting me taste myself in her mouth.

Since then, that blow job has been the standard to which all others have been measured!

I’ve tried to school every woman I’ve been with, in duplicating her technique. Some have gotten close, but none have been quite as good! Anyway, there’s no such thing as a bad blow job, right???

Back to Mary Pat. I finally fucked her on our third date. This was after she’d given me numerous blow jobs – two on our second date, and 3 or 4 sperm-of-the-moment deals when opportunity knocked. The fuck was almost as good as the head she’d given me. Nylon clad legs wrapped around me as I pounded her, with her begging “Oh… Fuck Me, Rick!!!”

We talked a lot about sex – what she liked, what I liked. She was intrigued by my admission that I liked the idea of watching her have sex with someone else (I’d told her about that night with ‘Becca, without telling her who I was with!). Finally, she agreed to try to let me see her have sex with another guy, and we started planning it.

We went to a night spot where a lot of our crowd went, and she saw a guy that I knew, that she used to date. His name was Larry, and he seemed to be alone. “He’s got a really nice cock!” she told me, so we decided he would be the one. The plan was that I would appear drunk, and she would need help getting me home. We danced for awhile, and I watched her dance with some other guys.

She looked great in her pleated skirt, tight sweater, sheer nylons and spiked heels. Her skirt often flared out and up, and on a few occasions, I could see the tops of her stockings, and so could a lot of other guys. Believe me, they were all looking!

Finally, she asked Larry to dance, and while they were on the dance floor, she asked him to help her get me home, since I was loaded. Of course, with her rubbing up against him, it would have been hard to say no! After the song was over, they approached me, and I pretended to be passed out. They “woke” me up, and he helped me to the car. Mary Pat got in the drivers seat, and Jack followed us. We got to my house (my parents were staying at our summer cabin) and they struggled to get me into the house. I made it look good by not helping much!

After flopping me into a recliner in the family room, I pretended to be out cold. They stood up in the center of the room, and Mary Pat thanked Larry for helping her. Then, he leaned down and kissed her – on the lips. The kiss turned into another, and then another, and her mouth opened to allow his tongue in. I could see it all in the dim light of a desk lamp. Then, his hands moved up to stroke her breasts, which caused her to moan softly. Larry took a quick glance at me, only to see me still fast asleep. Little did he know…

He moved his hands down to her ass, and stroked it through her dress, his fingers inching it upward. I was soon able to see the tops of her stockings, and the straps of her garter belt. She wasn’t idle, either, and her hands went to his belt, opening it and pushing his pants down. His hands went to her shoulders, and he pushed downward. She quickly went to her knees to face his cock, which slid easily into her mouth. She sucked him wildly, not six feet from me in the recliner. He worked on her dress, getting it off, which left her in just her garter belt, stockings and heels (she hadn’t worn panties that night)!

After he could take no more, he pushed her back off of his dick and laid her down on her back, legs splayed out. He licked her pussy for a few seconds, and then moved up to slide his dick into her. She again moaned loudly as he fucked her, and she wrapped her stocking clad legs around his waist. After just a few minutes, he came inside her, causing her to have an orgasm as well. Shortly after that, he got up, pulled his pants up, and after one more look in my direction, left.

As soon as I heard him pull away, I slid down to the floor and kissed Mary Pat, moving downward with my mouth. Soon, I passed her garter belt, and found her pussy, which I quickly licked and sucked. She wrapped her legs around my head had held me there until she came again, very loudly. I could taste the tartness of his cum in her pussy, but I didn’t care! Then, she moved down and sucked me off quickly. It took about ten seconds before I was filling her mouth with my cum. She swallowed loudly, and then came up for air, and another kiss.

She asked if I liked it, and all I could do was sigh and nod my head! It was the beginning of a whole new sexual pleasure for me, one that Mary Pat nurtured on several occasions while I was with her! More to cum…..

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