Annie, Cory, and Sam are each busy with practices on Wednesday, so Sandy plans to sell some cookies.  Like the prior Summer, Sandy’s grandmother had arranged with a friend to allow that to occur, with credit for sales equally split between the local troop and Sandy’s troop back home.

Sandy hopes that a retirement community nearby has not yet been covered by any of the local scouts, as she had great success there the previous year.

Sandy gets up late and takes a shower, before putting on her uniform.

She decides that, since it will be another very hot day, she won’t bother to wear a bra or her green scout underpants.  Just the uniform, white cotton panties, and her sensible shoes.

Sandy heads out a little after nine in the morning.  It takes her a while to walk to the retirement community, and she stops only when she sees activity at a house she is walking by.  Sandy makes a few sales, but is anxious to get to the retirement community.

Once there, Sandy hits pay dirt.  Many residents are in their community center playing bridge.  Sandy is invited in, and the residents take a short break to hear her sales pitch.  The residents are impressed with the cute girl, and ask her lot of questions about her school, and eventually about her grandmother.  In the end, Sandy sells her entire allotment of cookies.  It’s only eleven in the morning, and Sandy is thrilled that she has accomplished her mission far ahead of schedule, and well ahead of the scorching hot afternoon that will soon arrive.

About fifteen minutes into her walk back to her grandmother’s house, she goes past a house with a car in the driveway.  It’s no ordinary car.  It’s a beautiful green hot rod.

As Sandy walks by the front of the vehicle, a young man pops up from behind the rear of the vehicle holding a towel.

Sandy smiles at him.  He smiles back.  The young man is very attractive to Sandy, wearing plaid shorts and a light green tee shirt.  He has a brown shoulder length hair, a trim body, and a cute smile.  Sandy guesses that he is still in high school, but is not sure.  In Sandy’s experience, some young men still look like boys, even after they are over twenty.  Others look like they are men even while in their teens.

“That’s a really pretty car,” Sandy says, stopping to admire both the car and the young man.

“Thanks,” the young man says.  “Just got finished waxing it.”

“Is it yours?” Sandy asks.

“Mmm hmm,” he responds.

“Wow, you’re lucky,” Sandy replies.  “What kind of car is it?”

“A goat,” he says.

“A goat?” Sandy asks.

“Yeah,” the young man confirms with a chuckle.  “That’s what they call a Pontiac GTO.”

“Oh,” Sandy replies.

“You selling cookies?” he asks.

“Yeah, I was,” Sandy confirms with a smile.  “But I just sold out.”

“Well, good for you,” he says.

“Yeah, it frees up the rest of my day,” she adds.

“Do you live around here?” the young man asks.  “I don’t think I’ve seen you before.”

“No,” Sandy confirms.  “But my grandma does, and I visit her every Summer.”

The young man nods, putting his towel in a box next to his car.

“I’m Sandy,” she offers.

“I’m Rick,” the young man replies.

“Are you still in school?” Sandy asks.

“Yeah, I’ll be a Junior,” Rick answers.  “What grade are you in?”

“I’m going into the Eighth Grade,” Sandy says.

“Well I think you should give me a ride in your fancy hot rod,” Sandy declares boldly.

Rick laughs.

“And why is that?” he asks.

Sandy has to think fast.

“Well, because I’m bored now that I’ve sold all my cookies,” Sandy says.  “Plus your car is the color of girl scouts, and I’d look really good riding in it.”

Rick laughs again.

“Come on,” Sandy urges.  “Just give me a ride around for a little while, and then drop me off at my grandma’s house.”

“Um, I don’t think so,” Rick says.  “Wouldn’t you need your grandma’s permission anyway?”

“She won’t care,” Sandy chimes back.  “It’s a really pretty car, and you seem really nice.”

“All right,” Rick agree.  “But just a short ride.”

Sandy smiles with excitement.

“Let me just put these things away,” Rick declares, as he picks up the box of car care supplies and walks up the driveway and into the open garage, setting the box down on a work bench.

“Well, go on,” Rick urges as he heads back toward his car.  “Get in.”

Sandy doesn’t hesitate, getting in the passenger seat of Rick’s car and buckling up.

“Anywhere you want to go?” Rick asks, as he gets into the driver seat.

“Nope,” Sandy replies.  “Just drive around.”

Rick nods and starts the car, which makes a nice loud rumble.  He puts the car into gear and slowly ambles out the driveway, but then give it a little gas to get going.  Sandy can feel the power of the hot rod pushing her back into her seat.  She giggles.

“So I bet your girlfriend really likes your car,” Sandy states.

Rick laughs.

“Yeah, I think so,” Rick replies.  “Why do you think I have a girlfriend?”

“Don’t you?” Sandy asks, as Rick turns the corner and heads onto a major street.

“Yeah,” Rick confirms.

“I thought so,” Sandy says.  “You’re way too cute.”

Rick smiles.

“I bet she’s really pretty,” Sandy says.

“Mmm hmm,” Rick confirms.

“Cheerleader?” Sandy inquires.

“Yeah, how’d you know that?” Rick says, turning another corner onto the main drag in town.

“Just a guess,” Sandy says with a smile.  “Do you play sports?”

“Mmm hmm,” Rick answers.  “Basketball and baseball.”

Sandy nods.

“Plus I work so I can afford this car,” Rick offers.

“Where do you work?” Sandy asks.

“At the grocery store we just passed,” Rick answers.  “I’ve gotta work later today.  I still owe my dad a lot of money for what he loaned me to buy this car.”

Sandy nods again.

The two ramble on down the street for a few moments before the next question.

“Do you ever make out with your girlfriend in your car?” Sandy inquires.

“You’re full of questions, aren’t you?” Rick replies.

“Just curious,” Sandy says.  “About a lot of things.”

There is a pause.

“Yeah, we make out,” Rick admits.  “Where does your grandma live?”

“Oh no,” Sandy pleads.  “Let’s drive for a little bit more.”

“Hmm,” Rick replies.  “I don’t know.  Where do you want to go?”

There is another pause as Sandy tries to come up with a good answer.

“Let’s go where you make out with your girlfriend,” Sandy offers.

“Nah,” Rick replies.  “That’s up in the hills.”

“Yeah, let’s go,” Sandy says.  “It’s a pretty day.  It’ll be fun.”

Rick takes a deep breath.

“Alright,” he says, as he makes a right turn, which conveniently sends the two on a road leading toward the hills that serve as a separation between two small cities.

A few minutes later, the road turns and winds its way up a hillside where expensive houses are located.  Beyond the houses the, the road winds further around to a hillside park, where Rick turns in.

“Is this where you make out with your girlfriend?” Sandy asks.

“Mmm hmm,” Rick confirms.  “But over there,” he adds, pointing to the far end of the parking lot, where there is a secluded few spaces a bit removed from the main park.

The spaces are partially shielded from view from the rest of the park by trees.  The spaces also have an unparalleled view overlooking the town.

“Let’s go over there,” Sandy says.

Rick reluctantly heads toward those spaces.  Only a few cars are at the park, and not in that area.  Some small children are playing on a jungle gym, with a couple adults supervising from a nearby picnic table.

Rick parks his car in the space where he has made out with his girlfriend a few times.  They have also made out at her house twice when her parents weren’t home.  But Rick’s girlfriend won’t let him get past first base.

“Okay, so you’ve seen the park,” Rick says.  “Ready to go?”

“No, let’s just look out for a minute or two,” Sandy says, gazing at the amazing scenery on the crystal clear day.

Rick sighs and shuts off his car.

“So you make out with her here,” Sandy says.  “What a great spot.”

“Mmm hmm,” Rick mumbles, getting a little weary of the nosy cute young girl.

“What does she let you do?” Sandy asks, still gazing out at the view.

“What do you mean?” Rick asks.

“Well, does she let you feel her up?” Sandy asks with a wry smile, looking over at Rick.

“You sure are nosy,” Rick says in an exasperated tone.  “Why would I tell you that?”

“Yeah, I bet she doesn’t,” Sandy giggles.  “The really pretty girls are usually stuck up.”

“She’s not stuck up,” Rick defends.

“Yeah, so she lets you feel her up when you make out?” Sandy asks.

Rick doesn’t answer.

“How about a blowjob,” Sandy blurts.  “Does she ever do that for you?”

“You’re ridiculous,” Rick says.  “She’s not that kind of girl.”

“Why not?” Sandy asks.  “You are a really cute guy.  If you were my boyfriend, I’d be giving you a blowjob  all the time.”

Rick laughs.

“Have you ever had a blowjob?” Sandy asks.

“Well, have you ever given a blowjob?” Rick retorts with disdain.

“Mmm hmm,” Sandy declares with pride.

“You have not,” Rick says.

Sandy just smiles at him.

Rick gets the distinct feeling that the young girl is not joking.

“So you’ve never had a blowjob, and never felt a girl up,” Sandy states, looking back out the front window.

“I didn’t say that,” Rick replies.

“Well, have you?” Sandy inquires, feeling like she already knows the answer.

Rick shakes his head.

“Do you want one?” Sandy asks with a rather devious smile.

“Want what?” Rick replies with some exasperation.

“A blowjob,” Sandy says.

“Right, like you’re just going to give me a blowjob right here,” Rick says, shaking his head.

“Mmm hmm,” Sandy confirms.  “There’s nobody here.  It would be fun.”

Suddenly, Rick realizes the cute young nosy scout is not kidding.

“Come on,” Sandy urges.  “Let me just give you a quick blowjob.  Just for a minute.”

Rick realizes the suggestion is crazy.  A blowjob from a young girl scout that he barely just met.

“There’s nobody here,” Sandy continues, glancing around.

Rick does likewise.  Then hormones take over, clouding Rick’s judgment.

“Come on,” Sandy urges.  “Let’s have a little fun.”

“What do I do?” Rick says nervously.

“Nothing,” Sandy confirms.  “Just let me do it.  You just keep an eye out.”

With that, Sandy unfastens her safety belt, and leans over on the front seat, boldly reaching out and lifting Rick’s tee shirt above the waistline of his shorts.

Rick is still in partial shock from how fast things had moved, placing his right hand on Sandy’s back, and nervously looking around to ensure there are no cars or people within sight.

Sandy manages to unfasten the button on Rick’s short pants, then and unzip them.  She reaches for the sides and realizes she needs Rick’s help to get them down.

“You’ve got to scoot up a little,” she says.

Rick obliges, lifting his butt up from the seat, thus allowing the cute girl to pull his pants and boxer shorts down his legs in one movement.

Sandy is immediately struck by what she observes.

First, Rick’s cock is still soft.  Although quite excited, he is extremely nervous.

Second, Sandy is struck by the size.  Even without an erection, Rick’s cock is easily the size of Cory’s penis, even with a full erection.  Finally, there is ample brown public hair around and above Rick’s penis, although none directly on his cock or balls.

Sandy leans in and uses her right hand to move the head of Rick’s cock in position for her to take it into her mouth.  As soon as her hand wraps around the penis, she can feel it pulsing and growing larger by the second.  By the time she gets the purple head into her mouth, it is already swelling to nearly twice the size from just moments before.

Rick dares to look down for a split second and is fascinated to see the back of Sandy’s head in his lap, surges of pleasure racing through his body as she begins to bob her head up-and-down on his semi-rigid pole.

It only takes a few more second for the Rick’s cock to reach full erection.  Sandy can’t believe its size.  Her hand can’t even reach around the shaft.  The total volume of Rick’s hard cock is easily twice that of Cory’s.  Further, a problem has developed.  Sandy is in a very awkward position.  It’s difficult enough with the steering wheel in the way, but she is also perpendicular to Rick, which means the sides of the swollen glans and shaft of Rick’s large penis keep scraping against the undersides of her front teeth.

The pain causes Rick to repeatedly flinch, despite his best efforts to enjoy his first blowjob.

Sandy knows what’s wrong.  She leans back up, holding the base of Rick’s cock with her right hand.

“Wow,” she says.  “You have a huge dick.”

Both of them stare briefly at what she is holding.

Rick looks around nervously again, wishing there was a way for him to quickly get off.  He has become super horny, and his body is demanding relief.

Sandy gently strokes his cock, giving Rick some brief pleasure.

He moans.

“I think I want this in me,” Sandy says.

“What do you mean?” Rick asks, looking over at the cute scout.

“I want your dick inside me,” Sandy reiterates, holding the base of the shaft tight as both of them look back down at the hard cock in her hand.

“Come on,” Sandy urges, letting go of Rick’s penis.  “Let’s get in the back seat.”

“Are you crazy,” Rick asks.

“No, come on,” Sandy adds.  “There’s no one here.”

Both of them look around again.  Indeed, there is no other car or person in sight.

Sandy lifts both her legs up into the air, causing her uniform to drop back, exposing her white cotton panties.  In one quick move, she removes her panties and sets them down next to Rick, as he watches in fascination.

“Come on, get your pants off,” she urges Rick with a smile.

Sandy opens the passenger side car door, moves the seat forward and crawls into the back seat.

“Come on,” she says again.

Rick snaps into gear, opening the driver side door and stepping out as best he can, pulling his shorts and boxers up his legs slightly so he can move.

Sandy lays on her back in the cramped back seat of Rick’s car.  She pulls her legs up, back, and apart, just as Rick turns around.

The view is stunning.  Rick gets his first look at a pussy.  Sure, he has seen a few Playboy magazines, but those don’t really show what it looks like.

Rick swallows hard.  Sandy can’t help but look longingly at the cute older boy, and his huge erect penis.

“Take your pants off,” Sandy says.

Rick quickly lets his shorts and boxers drop to the ground, and manages to step out of them, even with his tennis shoes on.

“Come here,” Sandy urges.

Rick awkwardly crawls into the back seat above Sandy, looking up and around nervously to see if anyone is present.  There is nobody.

Rick steadies his body above Sandy by holding the top of the front seat with his left hand and the top of the back seat with his right hand, his left foot planted on the floorboard behind the driver seat, and his right knee on the backseat near Sandy’s left buttock. 

Sandy wraps her right hand around the shaft of Rick’s hard cock and guides the head toward her wet slot.

Rick continues to alternate between looking down at the cute girl, looking at what she is doing with his cock, and then looking back up and outside the car to make sure no one is there.

Sandy expertly uses the tip of the head of Rick’s cock to spread her wetness up and down her pussy slot, then lines it up to meet the entrance to her vagina.

Based on the size of Rick’s cock, Sandy braces for a combination of pleasure and pain at the penetration soon to come.  Rick’s hard penis is much larger than anything she has ever attempted to insert into her body.

“Push,” Sandy instructs, as she steadies the shaft of the hard cock against her.

Rick looks down.  She can immediately sense his trepidation.  But she can also sense that he is a horny teenage boy with his first opportunity for sex.

“It’s okay, push it in,” Sandy urges.  “Just don’t squirt in me.”

Rick nods, then watches carefully at the penetration as he lowers his body toward Sandy.

Both of them immediately sense that it won’t fit.  His cock seems to run into a barrier with only the purple head inside the young scout’s body.

“You have to push hard,” Sandy directs.

That’s precisely what Rick does.

Both of them watch closely as about three inches of Rick’s hard cock plunges into Sandy, her outer pussy lips stretching tightly around the shaft to accommodate the intrusion.

“Uhh,” Sandy moans.

All she feels at the moment is pain.

Rick doesn’t move.  He looks up again.  Nobody is around.  He looks down again.

“Are you okay?” Rick asks the Sandy.

Sandy nods, concealing any sign of pain as best she can.

“Just go slow,” Sandy hisses.  “You’re really big.”

Rick nods.  He focusses for a moment on the penetration, slowly moving an inch of his shaft outward.  It exposes a thin layer of fresh blood around the shaft, mixed in with Sandy’s wetness.

Sandy can see the look of concern on his face.

“It’s okay,” Sandy reassures.  “You popped my cherry.  But it feels good.”

There are, of course, a number of white lies in Sandy’s statement.  But she desperately does not want to have the sex with Rick end prematurely.  While it is true that Rick’s cock has torn what remained of Sandy’s hymen, it is certainly not the first time she has had a cock in her pussy.  It also doesn’t yet feel good to Sandy, but she is convinced it soon will.

“Just push it in and out slowly,” Sandy says.  “It’s okay.”

Rick nods, then looks up yet again.  Once he verifies the coast is still clear, he begins a slow rhythm, pushing his shaft in and out of Sandy’s super tight pussy.  The blood seems to fade somewhat into the wetness, leaving only a red ring about four inches down the shaft.  It leaves a few more inches to go, but Rick has correctly felt that pushing deeper would cause Sandy pain.

“Oh, that’s good,” Sandy hisses, finally feeling a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Rick nods.  His breath rate noticeably increases, and he can feel an orgasm starting to build, even though it’s been less than a minute since he lost his virginity.

“Remember, don’t squirt in me,” Sandy reminds him.

Rick nods and moans audibly.

“Where should I?” Rick huffs, feeling the intense pleasure of Sandy’s tight wet pussy milking his cock.

“In my mouth,” Sandy blurts.

Just in time.

Rick pulls out, sensing his own orgasm is only seconds away.

The two struggle to quickly adjust their bodies to get the head of Rick’s cock pointed at Sandy’s open mouth.  Rick doesn’t quite make it into her mouth with the swollen purple head, but gets within two inches as the first jet of semen shoots from his cock.  He uses his right hand to stroke himself.  Amazingly, Rick’s aim is just about perfect.  It squirts straight into Sandy’s welcoming mouth as he watches and moans.  She is immediately surprised at the force and volume, but manages to not flinch or close her mouth.  Two more spurts follow in rapid succession.  Only a small glob of the white pearly goo doesn’t make it into her mouth, instead landing on her chin.  Smaller spurts then follow.  Rick squeezes out the last of his cum into Sandy’s mouth.  She sees and licks up the last small droplet from the crack on the tip of his dick.

Sandy then closes her mouth and swallows.  The large volume, as well as the taste and smell, causes her to close her eyes.  Rack watches with fascination, still holding the base of his own cock, which is only just then beginning to shrink.  It was a large volume of semen that accumulated in Sandy’s mouth.  Much more than Cory.  About twice as much, Sandy guesses.

Sandy uses her right index finger to scrape the glob of cum from her chin, which is starting to slide away.  She also notices another droplet of semen on the tip of the head of Rick’s cock.  She licks it up, and swallows once more.

“Wow,” Rick says nervously, looking up and around again.

The coast is still clear.

“Did you like that?” Sandy asks.

Rick nods, letting go of his shrinking cock and backing out and away from Sandy as best he can.

Sandy scoots up as Rick manages to get out of his car, stumbling slightly.  His cock is still half hard, sticking straight out from his body, as he reaches down and puts on his boxers, followed by his shorts.

Meanwhile, Sandy has gotten out of the backseat herself through the open passenger door, and retrieves her panties from the front seat.  She puts them back on, and both get back into the car.

“Thank you,” is all Rick can think to say.

“Thank you,” Sandy says in return, with a smile.  “That was fun.”

Rick smiles.

“So now I think you should take me to lunch,” Sandy declares with confidence, fastening the passenger safety belt around her waist.

Rick is caught by surprise.  He doesn’t respond instantly.

“I’ll make it worth your while,” Sandy says with a smile.  “Actually, I think I already have.”

Rick nods.

“I have to get to work later today,” Rick adds.

“What time?” Sandy asks.

“Three,” Rick admits.

“Perfect,” Sandy says.  “We have plenty of time for lunch.”

“Okay,” Rick agrees.

But he quickly considers his options.  He decides not to head back into town.  He would likely be seen with the young scout in any of the fast food joints or restaurants in town, and doesn’t want to have to explain that to anyone.

“We’ll go to a diner I know over on the other side,” Rick offers.

“Okay,” Sandy says with another smile.

Rick starts his car with a rumble, then leaves the park heading further up the road and over the hill to a highway on the other side.  The highway runs alongside a creek that has a number of recreation areas and parks.  Half way to the next town there is a small diner.  Rick pulls in.  Sandy and Rick have a lunch consisting of burgers and fries.  Sandy is quite the chatter box, mostly asking questions of Rick about his school, job and sports activities.  She avoids any questions about his girlfriend.

After Rick pays for lunch and leaves a tip, the two get back into Rick’s car and begin to return to town.

“So find a place to park for a bit,” Sandy suggests, as she looks out the window at the beautiful sights along the river.

“What do you mean?” Rick asks.

“I told you I’d make it worth your while,” Sandy says with a twinkle in her eye.

“Are you sure?” Rick asks.  “What do you have in mind.”

“I’ll show you,” Sandy says.  “But don’t worry, we don’t have to have sex again.”

“Okay,” Rick says with a combination of relief and disappointment.

“Try here,” Sandy says, noticing the sign to a campground.

Ricks turns in and cruises slowly around the camping area, which is about half full.  Many campers notice and admire Rick’s car, which makes him a bit nervous.  However, he quickly realizes that hardly any locals go to these nearby campgrounds.  Most of the campers are from out of the area.

Sandy directs Rick to drive down one spur road.  They park at the end in spaces designed for overflow parking for the nearby camping spots.

“Let go for a walk,” Sandy declares, unfastening her seat belt and opening the door.

“Okay, but we should make it quick,” Rick replies.  “I have to be at work by three.”

“We’ve got plenty of time,” Sandy responds.

It’s true.  It’s only one thirty.

The two head down a trail alongside the creek.  Surprisingly, they don’t see any campers or hikers along the trail.  The trail eventually comes to a fork.  Sandy chooses the one that goes slightly up the hill, which looks less travelled.  Rick admires the backside of the young scout that has taken the lead in front of him.  As she scales some difficult parts of the trail, he gets glimpses of her white cotton panties under her uniform.

They reach a small clearing with a view down to the creek below.

“This’ll do,” Sandy declares.

“Do for what?” Rick asks.

“You’ll see,” Sandy says, as she grabs Rick by the hand and leads him next to a tree.

“Stand against the tree,” Sandy instructs.

Rick complies, but is confused by the instructions.

“What are you doing?” Rick asks.

Sandy doesn’t answer, but her next action speaks louder than words.  Sandy crouches down in front of Rick as he stands against the tree trunk.

She plants her knees in the dirt in front of Rick, then uses her hands to reach under his light green tee shirt and unbutton his plaid short pants.

“I promised you a blowjob,” Sandy says, looking up at Rick with a smile.  “I didn’t really get to do one in the car.  At least not a good one.”

“Here?” Rick asks.  “You want to do that here?”

Rock looks around.

“Yeah, nobody’s around,” Sandy reassures.  “And we’d hear or see them coming even if they did.”

Rick realizes that Sandy is probably correct, and lets the cute scout proceed.

Sandy unzips Rick’s short pants, and pulls them down to his ankles.  Then she pulls his boxer shorts down to his ankles, exposing his cock and balls.  Rick’s cock is growing by the second in anticipation, even before Sandy has touched it.  There is a slight red ring remaining around the shaft of the penis from their earlier exploits.

Sandy wraps her right hand around the shaft of his cock and moves her face toward his body.

By the time Sandy gets the purple head in her mouth, Rick’s penis is already halfway hard.

Sandy and Rick both find this position much better than in his car.  Sandy is able to comfortably move her lips, tongue, and mouth a few inches up and down the shaft of Rick’s cock without scraping her teeth on the sensitive skin, although Sandy must work hard to keep her mouth open as wide as possible to accommodate the thick shaft.

Rick worries less about watching for others, instead keeping his ears focused on any sounds from campers or hikers.  But all Rick hears is the gentle breeze blowing through the trees and leaves, and the sloshing sounds of Sandy’s mouth working on his dick, her right hand tightly gripping the base.

The sights and sounds are intense for Rick, even though he ejaculated just ninety minutes earlier.  The blowjob lasts for a few minutes before Rick knows he is going to explode again.  He feels he must warn the girl on her knees before him.

“I’m gonna cum,” he mutters softly to Sandy.

Sandy keeps up the pace.

“Uhh,” Rick moans.

Sandy can feel the large hard cock pulse in her mouth, shooting out more white sticky semen on the back of her tongue and down her throat.  She almost gags, but fights it off.

Rick is involuntarily thrusting himself into Sandy as more jets of semen squirt into Sandy’s warm mouth.

“Mmm” he moans some more.

Sandy manages to swallow hard before draining Rick of the rest of his load.

After Rick is fully spent for the second time that day, Sandy lets go of his cock and stands back up.  As she brushes off the dirt stuck to her knees, Rick pulls up his boxers, then his shorts.  Sandy smiles at him as his zips and buttons them up.

On the way back to Rick’s car, the two finally run into hikers along the trail, heading the opposite direction.  They politely greet each other before passing.  Rick is thankful it’s nobody he knows.

Rick takes Sandy to her grandmother’s house, before heading back to his own house to preparing for work.

“We should do this again,” Sandy offers after she exits his car, but before she closes the door.

All Rick can think to do is nod.

Copyright 2017 by kid charlemagne.

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