1 comments/ 24697 views/ 2 favorites Suikudoen III: Hugo Ch. 01 By: beaverhunter76 Disclaimer: This is an adult story that should not be read by minors under the age of 18. This is a parody series based on the Play Station 2 Game: Suikoden III. All of the characters belong to Konami and the creators of Suikoden III. These stories are, in my opinion, the real stories that went on in the game. Because the game is set as a trinity, with three main characters, I will write my stories in the order I play the game. I will concentrate on Hugo Chapter 1 to start, dividing it into stories based on main events. Check out my bio for more information on my stories and myself, and don’t forget to leave a comment if you liked this. Tell me what you thought. Suikoden 3 Hugo: Chapter 1 Part 1 Leaving Karaya The green grassland opened wide before him. It was like the Earth Spirits made the land only for him, so he could race and hunt over it. The blue sky looked beautiful this morning. This was the type of day where nothing could go wrong. Hugo spurred his green pony, and the horned beast charged forward. He was followed by Sergeant Joe, a duck soldier from the Duck Clan village (like Howard the Duck only he’s wearing a military jacket and hat), and ever faithful, Fubar, his griffon. Fubar was a bit jealous that Hugo wasn’t ridding him this morning, but Hugo ignored the beast. As they neared the Karayan Clan village, Hugo was once again reminded how he didn’t want to go back yet. He had gone out ridding this morning before the sun had even risen because he had been feeling bored and trapped in his home village. The race across the grasslands had freed him for a few hours, but he knew it couldn’t last. Besides, he was hungry. He could already smell the aromas of the cooking fires. His mother was a great cook, though preparing meals wasn’t her only talent. As they entered the village the guards, and other villagers who were going about their daily business, greeted them. After stabling his horse, Hugo told Fubar to go hunt for his own meals, and the griffon flew off with a parting screech, while Hugo and Sgt. Joe went to Hugo’s hut. Hugo couldn’t help staring at some of the village girls as they walked by. The girls would pretend to not see Hugo, but when they were passed, they would always glance over the shoulders, their well-formed hips swinging seductively. The smiles they gave the young hunter promised secret desires later on when they could have a few moments together. Privacy was never a big deal here, the village so small that it consisted of less than 10 huts yet over thirty villagers; so many huts often shared more than one family. Hugo almost tripped over a rock as he followed one girl, his eyes pulled hungrily to her large breasts and firm ass. Like all Karayan’s, she was tanned copper-brown from a lifetime spent outdoors. Her hair was reddish-brown and cut short, like most of the village girls, and she had brown eyes. Hugo couldn’t remember her name at the moment, but he was sure she was the girl he fucked last night. Or was it her sister? It didn’t matter, by the hungry looks she gave him, he knew that he could call her any name he wanted, she would get on her hands and knees for him at any time. Like right now. “Sergeant, will you excuse me for a moment. I need to go see someone.” Sgt. Joe rolled his eyes and watched as the young girl led Hugo to one of the huts. He still couldn’t believe how open this clan was with their sexuality. He could swear that everyone was related to each other. That’s probably why a lot of them looked so similar. He sighed and found a wall to lean against while Hugo started stripping. The duck soldier had come to understand that this was so common for everyone that the villagers barely slowed to watch when ever anyone did this. But what really surprised him was how the girls never became pregnant from affairs like these. “You were really good last night Hugo. I don’t remember when I came so hard.” “So where you.” He threw his leather vest to the ground and unlaced his black pants, letting them drop before he fell on top of the young red head and undid her orange top, and slid her cotton skirt up to her waist. Like all Karayan’s, neither one wore any underclothes. That was something left for the Iron Heads. The Clan folks could never understand the concept of wearing clothes underneath clothes. Aside from being uncomfortable, it made it harder to have sex – just more to remove. The girl leaned back against the hut wall and bunched up her skirt so it wouldn’t fall back down. Hugo crushed her against the wall and pushed his cock into her waiting pussy. She moaned in pleasure as the thick meat entered her, but as it slid out and then back in, out and in, getting faster with each stroke, she soon started crying out. “Yes, yes, harder, faster.” Her ass was being rubbed raw again the wood hut, and she’d probably have new splinters that her parents would have to extract, but she didn’t care. That would be fun for latter. “Yes, Hugo, suck my tits.” Hugo had dived down between the succulent breasts, taking one of the dark nipples between his teeth and biting. “Oh by the Spirits, yes.” The young hunter slid his hands down and grabbed onto her ass, pulling her up into the air in order to pounding her down harder onto his cock. She assisted by spreading her legs out wide around him. Hugo had to pull his mouth off of her nipples as he started grunting like an animal. He buried his fingers in her asshole, spreading it open along with parting her cheeks as he fucked faster. “Oh yes, oh yes, yes, yes! YES!” The girl came with a loud cry, soon joined with that of Hugo’s as he shot his cum into her. He kept pumping his cock in and out of her while they came, enjoying the feeling of her pussy squeezing his incredibly sensitive cock head. When they finished, Hugo lowered her to her feet and they shared a kiss, before they put their clothes back on and left to their own businesses again. The thought that she might now be pregnant never even crossed his mind. Their clan had been blessed ages ago so that their women only became fertile after being married, and then only to their husbands. This kept their clan from becoming to large, as well as preventing the problem of their blood thinning resulting and resulting in malformed offspring. Hugo rejoined Sgt. Joe and they continued their trip to his place. It wasn’t a long walk to his hut, and when they got inside he was greeted by Lulu, his best friend since they were children. A few years younger than him, Lulu had had big brown eyes that were always open wide with wonder. He had dark black hair which he dyed bright red at the top. Hugo always found it ridiculous looking, but Lulu would point out that they couldn’t all be pretty boys like him. Hugo couldn’t argue. He had definitely inherited his mother’s good looks. Trained to hunt since before he could walk, Hugo had a strong muscular build. Though not tall yet, he still had some growing to do. His thick hair was a mix of blonde and black, with spiked bangs. His roots were black, but as his hair moved upwards, it turned blonde, like his mother’s, only to become black again at the points. “So how was the ride today Hugo? You were out long this time.” Lulu asked excitedly. “You should have taken me with you.” Hugo really liked Lulu, but sometimes he needed time away from him. He could be too excitable at times, like an annoying dog. “I just needed to stretch my legs and get some air.” “So where’s the host to show us to our table?” Sgt. Joe asked as he came in. “I’m hungry.” “You’re always hungry,” Lulu said, not understanding the “host” and “table” comment. “The food is ready outside for you boys,” came a seductive voice from the other end of the hut. The three heads turned to see a young looking woman walking towards them. Although she was over 30, you could never tell. Her blonde hair, cut short above the nape of her neck, still glowed under the sun, and her tanned skin was free of any wrinkles. She was still in incredible shape, her muscles toned from hours of sword practice and hard working. She wore a tight leather dress, dyed in patterns of white, black and purple colors, that clung to every curve of her body, and caressed her large, supple breasts like a lover’s hands. You could always see her hard nipples pushing out against the material. The dress only went down her right leg, exposing the tight black pants she wore underneath. A large gold buckle covered the leather belt wrapped around her waist, finished her outfit. She walked over to them, her movements both commanding, yet alluring. No matter where she was, she would always draw every eye in the room. Worshiped by allies and enemies alike, it was no wonder this woman was the Clan Chief. “Hey Mom, sorry about all the noise last night.” Hugo greeted Lucia as she approached. “That’s okay Hugo, I could barely hear you over Beecham and Jimba anyway. But I take it you and Suzy had a good time?” “Suzy, that’s her name.” Hugo snapped his fingers as he remembered. “Really Hugo, the Chieftain’s son should remember everyone’s name in the clan.” She tried to be stern, but she couldn’t help but shake her head and laugh. “Must you Karayan’s be so open with who you take as lovers?” Sgt. Joe asked. “We Duck’s at least close our doors at night when we mate.” “I don’t remember hearing you complaining much the other night Sergeant.” Lucia purred, referring to the night that she had caught the duck soldier alone and finally managed to seduce. “And you were quite happy to tickle me with those lovely feathers of yours.” “Err hum, you said the food was outside?” Sgt. Joe asked to change the subject. Not waiting for a response, he went outside, followed by Lulu. Hugo, who had been doing his best to not burst out laughing at Sgt. Joe’s embarrassment, was going to follow when Lucia stopped him. “A moment of your time son.” Hugo looked to her questioningly. “What is it mom?” Seeing the look of hunger (for food) on his face, she couldn’t help but smile. “It can wait. Come see me after you have eaten.” Hugo gave her a confused glance, but went after his friends. Lucia knew from the tent in his pants that food wasn’t the only thing he had been hungering for. She sighed wistfully, wondering once again if this was the right thing to do to him. ***** After they had finished eating they found out that Lucia had gone over to Lulu’s house. They walked over there and found Jimba, Lulu’s older brother, sitting outside polishing his metal armor again. Hugo still found it hard to believe that Jimba and Luly were related. Then again, it was hard to believe that Jimba was from their village. Taller than any of the other men by at least 3 inches, Jimba was also broader in size and just plain bigger, then anyone else here. He was also not as dark as the other villagers. Though his skin was tanned bronze, it looked more from being outside for many years, instead of him being born with it like the rest of them. His hair was also a lighter shade of blonde than anyone else’s. At first glance he appeared to be in his late 20s or early 30s, if you looked in his eyes he looked much older. Then there was the fact that Luce, Lulu’s mother, was only in her low 40s, but considering most of the girls in the village had their first child by around 13 or 14, it wouldn’t be to difficult to see Jimba as being her son. “Hey Jimba, still playing with that armor eh?” Hugo asked as they approached. “Beats playing with myself like others do.” His gaze passed over to Lulu, who started jumping up and down in rage. “You were watching?” “So what’s the story with that armor Jimba? You treat it like treasure, but you never bring it inside out of the bad weather.” “Luce doesn’t like the smell of metal in the hut, so I have to leave it outside. As for its meaning, an old soldier friend gave it to me.” He said no more on the subject. “Forget it Hugo,” Lulu grumbled, still upset about the previous comment. “He won’t even tell me about it, his own brother.” “One day I will Lulu, when you’re older.” The subject was dropped when Lucia and Luce came out of the hut. “You’re here, good. I want you to bring the final documents to the Zexen capital.” Lucia said to Hugo. “The truce?” “Yes. We will be meeting the Zexen representatives but we still need to deliver the paper work to the Zexen Merchant Council, and it would look best if they were to arrive by an official carrier.” “As the son of the chief, that would be you.” Jimba added in. Hugo stood tall and proud, basking in the praise. “I accept.” “I want to go too.” Everyone turned to look at Lulu. “Spirits, no!” Luce shouted. “Hugo is going as an official representative of Karaya. How do you fit in?” “I’ll be fine mom. Sgt. Joe and Fubar will be there as well to keep me safe.” “It’s okay with me Luce,” Hugo added. “I promise I won’t be any trouble Hugo.” “Well … only if you promise to stay out of trouble.” “Hugo, you should start getting ready,” Lucia said. “You leave first thing tomorrow morning.” Hugo took the official letter and left Luce’s hut and returned to his own. However, he wasn’t ready to start his preparations just yet. His time with Suzy had been fun, but he was still horny. “What’s the matter, don’t you want to prepare for tomorrow?” Sgt. Joe asked him. “Um, not yet.” “Okay then. But don’t say I didn’t warn you if you forget something,” the large duck replied as they left the hut. He turned to the end of the village and ran to the tavern. “Oh no,” Sgt. Joe said as he realized the destination. Lulu started jumping up and down as he also understood. “We going to see Anne?” “I am, you’re too young.” Lulu started pouting. “Oh come on, that’s not fair.” Hugo just shook his head as he pushed the flap aside and entered the hut that was used as a tavern by Anne. As always, Anne stood by the entrance, ready to greet everyone who came in. At around 21, she was only a few years older than Hugo, and next to Lucia, Anne was the best looking woman in the tribe. This was do to the fact that she kept her blonde hair long and curly, as opposed to short and straight. She had a perpetual pleasant look over her beautiful face, having no family to worry about, and never going out hunting. Anne was wearing a tight brown leather V-top, the open tied together with a few leather strings, but wide enough to expose the sides of her round breasts. Not as large as Lucia’s, they where still a good handful. A white skirt, and a white cloak, fastened around her neck finished her ensemble. When Hugo walked in, Anne turned her light blue eyes towards the young hunter and smiled. “Hi Hugo.” “Hey Anne. How’s the tavern working?” “It’s such a good feeling being able to run my own business. This’ll be great!” She was so excited. “So what can I do for you today?” “That’s a good question.” He pressed his body up against hers, his right hand reaching around her waist. “Sorry sweetie, can’t right now. I’m expecting Jimba at any minute.” Hugo’s eyes opened wide in disbelief, and he backed away. “What? But I’m heading out tomorrow on an important mission. I have to deliver the treaty papers to the Zexen Council.” “Ohh, how exciting.” “I might not make it back. There are a lot of dangerous monsters out there.” Head held high, he said this as if he was the only one brave enough to go. Anne leaned back into Hugo and ran her fingers over his hardening cock, through his pants. “You brave, brave boy.” Hugo started to sigh from her hand job, but at that moment Jimba entered, and she stopped. “Jimba!” she cried out excitedly. “Shouldn’t you be getting ready to leave Hugo? Tomorrow is an important day, and you know how you tend to forget things.” “Awe, Jimba.” He looked longingly towards Anne, but she was already hanging onto Jimba, her hand roming over his large muscular chest. “No excuses. Go.” Hugo stomped out of Anne’s place, only to see Lulu standing on Sgt. Joe’s back, looking in the window. “What the fuck!” Hugo said. “Oh, hey Hugo.” Lulu said nervously. He jumped off of the duck’s back and both of them left the window. “Good idea though.” Hugo said as he took their place. Looking in the window, he watched as Anne kneeled in front of Jimba, sucking on his huge cock. Her clothes lay strewn in a corner, so her ass was sticking up in the air towards the window. Hugo was able to see her wet pussy as she fingered her clit. He groaned in pain as he felt his dick stretch out, only to be bent down by his pants. Jimba kept his hand on her head, his fingers wrapped around her curly hair. When he started to pant, he pulled his dick out and covered her face in white cum. Anne didn’t have enough time to clean herself before Jimba sat her on the table and stuffed his cock into her pussy. “Oh Jimba, yes. Fuck my cunt.” The blonde warrior dug his fingers into her ass cheeks as he pounded into her. He wasn’t gentle either. With a cock around 10 inches long and 3 inches thick, he was bigger than any of the other men, and almost more than Anne could take. But they had been fucking for so long she was used to him. “Ohh fuck.” Hugo moaned, ready to double over. He was getting some serious blue balls. Looking back in the window, Anne had fallen onto her back. Jimba was still pounding into her, her tits bouncing over her chest. “Yes, yes, yes!” Anne kept crying out. They were going to be at that all day, and Hugo couldn’t take anymore, so he had to leave. “Maybe I can find Suzy again,” he thought, but Sgt. Joe stopped him. “Oh no you don’t. You’ve wasted enough time, and we still have to get ready to go. You still have supplies to buy, training to do, and get some rest, because we are going to be walking a long ways.” “But Sergeant!” Hugo complained, his dick making an obvious tent in his pants. “No buts, get moving.” Hugo walked (limped) back to his hut, Lulu and Sgt. Joe laughing behind his back. When he went in, Lulu left to his own place. Since Sgt. Joe was visiting, he was staying at Hugo’s place, so he stayed to help Hugo get ready. “I must get started on packing,” Sgt. Joe said. “Do you think ten outfits will be enough?” “Outfits? You don’t even wear pants.” As night came, Sgt. Joe lay asleep in a corner of the hut, while Hugo lay close to his mother’s blanket. They had no need of beds, and since the hut was small, there were no separate rooms for them. Lucia hadn’t come in yet, but Hugo wasn’t worried. She was probably out drinking, or sitting with Jimba, Beecham, and Luce, talking about the Zexen Federation. When the hut flap opened, Hugo sat up and looked towards the door. He hadn’t gotten a chance to find Suzy, and he was hopping that she would come looking for him. However, it was just his mother. She stood in the doorway, the moonlight highlighting her beautiful features. Hugo once again found his dick getting hard. “There’s my boy,” Lucia said as she came in, the flap falling behind her, the hut going dark once again. She had been drinking a bit, but she wasn’t drunk. There was only a little wobble in her walk. Or was she purposely shaking her hips like that? Hugo knew she did that to attract the men (and women) of the village, and any visitors, but she had never done it for him. Or maybe he was just so horny he was reading into it too much. “Mom.” Hugo hated being called a boy. “Oh relax.” She removed her dress and pants, folding them and laying them aside for tomorrow. She gently placed her gold buckle down on the clothes, taking great care to ensure its safety. Completely naked she lay down on her bedroll, beside Hugo, but refrained from covering herself. This was again a not so uncommon event, but this time Hugo couldn’t help gawking over her. Her legs, long and tanned, looked impossibly smooth and delicate, yet at the same time, muscular. His gaze swept up her calves to linger over her thighs. She kept her legs closed, but her thighs bulged with strong muscles. He could picture her ass lying bare before him. He couldn’t quite see her pussy, but he could glimpse the little triangle of blonde hair above it. From there his eyes wandered over her hard, toned belly with the inner navel, to her large breasts. Unlike some of the older women of the village, they were still supple and solid, able to defy gravity like a bird. They were much larger than his – or even Jimba’s – own hands, with areolas the size of a goth coin, and nipples half as large as his thumb. His eyes lingered over her breasts longer than what was proper, before moving up. By now his dick was rock hard again, but this time he did not have the cumbersome pants on. Suikudoen III: Hugo Ch. 01 From her chest, his gaze went to her neck, and up to her face, where he stopped. Lucia was watching him with a crooked smile and knowing eyes. Her eyes were light purple, the color of amethysts, and a reason why she favored purple. Hugo’s own eyes opened wide at having been discovered. His cheeks turned red as he blushed, but he didn’t avert his gaze. Lucia still didn’t bother covering up, but instead rested her head on one hand, and her other hand lay on her hip. “Do you know how proud I am of you?” She asked him, breaking the tense silence. Hugo didn’t know what to say, so Lucia leaned in towards him and kissed him. It was just a normal kiss, one she gives him often enough just before he goes out hunting, but when she pulled back, she continued staring at him. Hugo saw something new in her eyes. He knew that look well, having seen it often enough in the eyes of every village girl, but this was the first time he had seen it in his mother’s eyes. “I heard Anne was to busy to see you tonight.” “Yeah, Jimba got to her first.” “Well, since this is such an important and dangerous mission you’re going on,” she was using his own line against him, “I can’t let you go like this, now can I?” She reached over and ran the tip of one of her fingers over his hard cock. Wouldn’t want an Iron Head to chop that off, now would we.” “Mom?” Hugo couldn’t believe what was happening here. Now, sleeping with a relation wasn’t that unnatural around here, after all it was a small village, but she had never shown such interest in him before. She said no more as she took the blanket off of his naked body and slid closer to him. Returning her hand to his cock, she slowly pumped it, her strong hand being gentle for once as she ran it up and down the length of his shaft. Hugo tilted his head back and sighed. The hand job was quickly replaced by the touch of Lucia’s lips as she lowered her head into his lap. Not as large as Jimba, he was still pretty big for his age, being around 7 inches long and half as thick. Lucia was easily able to take the entire length down her throat as she planted kisses on his balls. He could feel her throat muscles pulling the length of his cock as they tried to get it further down. “Oh by the Earth Spirits, yes.” Hugo cried out. He could feel his cum racing up his cock. Feeling that he was almost ready, Lucia worked harder on him, keeping him from pulling out of her mouth. When he did cum, she pulled it out a bit, just enough to keep the head in her mouth, so she could taste all of it as it sprayed inside her and down to slide down her throat. “Oh mom!” Hugo said, his breath coming in pants, as Lucia looked up from his lap. “I hope your not done yet, because I’m just getting started.” Hugo had the same wicked grin on his face that Lucia bore, and once again she couldn’t help but notice the likeness he bore to her. Though his eyes would always belong to his father. “My turn now,” she said as she sat back, her bed against one of the posts that held up the hut. She spread her legs open wide, and used two fingers to spread open her cunt. “It’s been a long time since you were last in here my sweet child. Ready to go back?” Hugo was able to get his first close look at her pussy. As was tradition among the tribe, she kept her pubic hair to a bare minimum. It was always hot on the grassland, so they didn’t need the extra warmth. Most of the younger girls kept it shaved completely, preferring the baldness of youth, but Hugo knew that some of the mothers would leave patterns above their cunts. Lucia currently bore a triangle. Her pussy lips weren’t fat and full like some of the girls he’s fucked. Hers remained inside her cunt, but her clit was sticking out, begging for attention. Hugo felt obliged to give it what it wanted, so he crawled around his bunk and leaned into his mother, her warm thighs pressing against him, keeping him from pulling back. Hugo stuck his tongue inside her, his fingers replacing her own. He would pull out of her in order to lick her clit, then lick two fingers and push them inside. “Oh Hugo!” Lucia cried out. “I … I can’t believe it … I came as soon as you touched me.” This made Hugo even more eager to please and he went back to eating her pussy while using his fingers to rub and twist her clit. “Oh… I’m cumming again.” She pulled his head up from her pussy and smiled down at him. “Hugo if you keep going like that your mother is going to cum her brains out.” He smiled up at her, pleased with the high praise. “And since I see that you’re still eager, let’s have some more fun. I can’t wait another second to feel your hard cock inside me.” With that she pushed him back down on his back, his cock standing straight up. She climbed onto him, straddling his hips, and slowly lowered her pussy onto his dick. She moaned in pleasure as he slid inside her, while Hugo could only gasp. He wasn’t prepared for how hot the inside of her pussy would be. It was almost like sticking his dick into a fire pit, but this was also wet and comforting at the same time. Her pussy muscles massaging his cock, making it feel welcomed. “Oh mom!” Hugo cried out as she started swiveling back and forth. His face scrunched up as her pussy went from comforting softness to a sucking beast. It felt like she was trying to rip his cock off, only to spit it back out as she pressed down with her hips. Lucia wasn’t having as hard a time at this as Hugo was. She was able to keep a straight face, though she bore a wide smile, obviously enjoying the sensation of fucking her son for the first time. “Open your eyes Hugo,” she said. Hugo struggled to do so, but the sex was so good he was struggling every second. “Look at me son.” Hugo managed to do so and he relaxed when he saw her smiling back down at him. He matched her smile and slowed his pace to better match hers. “That’s it, keep up with me.” This was even better now. He had more control, and he was able to move his dick around inside her. She hadn’t felt this good since she gave birth to him. “Oh yes, Mom I’m going to cum!” “Okay dear. Don’t fight it, just let it out.” She continued riding, and when he exploded inside her, she shook with her own orgasm. When they finished, she crawled off of him and pulled the blanket back over his naked, sweaty body. “Good night Hugo. Get some rest now, you have a big day tomorrow.” “Thanks mom,” he said through a yawn as he immediately fell to sleep. “So like your father,” she sighed as she wrapped herself in her own blanket and also went to sleep. As morning came, Hugo, Sgt. Joe, and Fubar found the whole village was out to greet them. Lulu had yet to emerge from his hut, and when he did, he was dragging a large bag of supplies. “I think I over-packed.” As he approached the group, Luce started fussing over him, asking motherly questions like, “Did you remember to pack medicine.” Lulu was getting annoyed, but everyone’s attention turned to Hugo as Lucia did her own motherly worries. “Hugo, your experience of the world beyond Grassland is not as important to me as your safe return.” She then hugged him, her arms wrapping around his back as she said a prayer to the Earth and Wind spirits to protect him. Hugo acted tough, breaking the hug quickly so as to not show weakness. “Don’t be embarrassed! To be loved by one’s family is nothing to be ashamed of.” Sgt. Joe added. Hugo blushed; remembering how “loved” he really was by his mother. Lulu started to laugh and tease Hugo, until Luce took him in a giant bear hug, lifting him off the ground, and saying her own prayer to him. Lulu gasped as he felt his ribs being crushed and prayed to the spirits for help now. Fubar let out a lout screech, finding all this human emotion incredibly funny. This broke the tension, and the group was finally able to leave. They didn’t get far out of the village before Jimba stopped them. “Hugo, I have a favor to ask of you.” “Sure. What is it?” Jimba handed Hugo a talisman with the image of a pentagram carved on its surface. “Take this to the Lightfellow family in Vinay del Zexay.” When Hugo asked what it was, Jimba kept his answer vague, telling him that it belonged to a brave Zexen soldier who died long ago. “When you give it to the family, tell them that he died heroically.” “The soul of a warrior… got it.” With that he pocketed it. “When this is delivered, my biggest burden will be lifted.” Jimba prayed to the spirits for his safe journey, wished the same for Lulu and let them go. Hope you liked the first story in my Suikoden III series. As for the rest of them, I will post the first story for Chris Lightfellow, Geddoe, and Thomas, but the follow up stories will go only on my web site for now.