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   Corrupting Caitlin Chapter 2 Written by Janus Copyright 2004

   As I said in the previous chapter, I secretly fed a great deal of semen
to my daughter Caitlin when she was between the ages of five and ten.  I
like to think my little girl actually developed a taste for my seed because
she happily devoured any food laced with my creamy white come.  When
Caitlin turned ten years old, her young body began to blossom and that's
when my desire kicked into overdrive.

   Let me reiterate though that despite my desires, I never let my hormones
get the better of me.  I always admired Caitlin from afar and did my best
to be a loving and caring father.  Some people might think I'm a sick freak
but at least I never did any actual harm to my daughter.

   Even so, I admit the sight of Caitlin's budding breasts never failed to
elicit a reaction from me.  It made my mouth water to see her wearing a
tight-fitting tank top that emphasized the pointed buds sprouting on her
flat body.  As told in the last chapter, I began to get a bit addicted to
the spying webcam I installed in Caitlin's bedroom.  I watched every day
with great delight as my ten year old girl dressed after her shower.  My
eyes were glued to the computer screen as she would unwrap the towel from
her naked body, revealing her skinny yet curvy butt, the pale skin turned a
shade of pink from her hot shower.  Then she would turn and I would get an
unrestricted view of the breast buds that had been tempting me for so long,
her tiny pink nipples hard from the cool air.

   Eventually, Caitlin's growing chest gave way to her next transition from
girl to woman.  My wife took me aside one day and informed me that Caitlin,
now eleven and a half years old, had just had her first period.  She had
instructed our daughter with tampons and pads so she could take care of
herself.  Caitlin was growing up indeed.

   The next night, I was out in the yard at dusk, putting away some
gardening tools before heading inside.  Suddenly I saw the light turn on in
Caitlin's bathroom which was on the first floor at ground level.  The
curtain was drawn but it was made of a thin, translucent material.  As
such, I could make out the fuzzy outline of Caitlin's silhouette.

   I should have just moved on but I was captivated by what I saw.  Caitlin
had quickly entered the bathroom and, by her silhouette, I could see that
she was standing near the sink with one leg propped up on the counter. 
Stealthily, I moved closer to the window until my nose was pressed against
the window frame.

   My suspicions were correct.  There was a crack in the window curtain and
I could see enough to tell that Caitlin was changing her tampon.  She had
kicked off her pants and was standing with only her shirt on.  My cock
started to harden as I watched my little girl reach between her legs to
extract the tampon.  I had never had such a perfect view of her crotch
before.  She had hoisted on leg so her foot rested on the sink counter
while her skinny ass was facing me.  As she bent over slightly to extract
the tampon, Caitlin presented me with a gorgeous view of her lovely pussy.

   Her angelic, starry rosette winked at me as strained to remove the
tampon.  I could clearly see the string that disappeared mysteriously into
her pink slit, framed by her thin and immature pussy lips.  I started
stroking my cock through the material of my pants.

   Finally, Caitlin successfully pulled out her tampon.  She turned so her
back was no longer facing me so I had to pull my face from the window and
take a breather.  I heard her bustling about for a moment inside.  After a
minute, I peeked inside again.

   Caitlin was now facing the bathroom mirror, her side to me.  I watched
as she reached into the bathroom cabinet and pulled out a fresh tampon and
a small bottle.  With great interest, I observed as my eleven year old girl
unwrapped a tampon and carefully drizzled some lubricant onto the
applicator.

   When she was ready, Caitlin resumed her earlier position, propping one
foot onto the sink counter and pushing her butt toward me.  My mouth was
practically watering as I watched Caitlin tentatively push the white tampon
applicator between her pussy lips, probing for the entry to her vagina. 
She was clearly inexperienced.  Finally, she found her mark and I saw the
applicator sink a few inches into her body.

   I could only imagine what it would feel like to be that white piece of
plastic, being squeezed so tightly by Caitlin's virgin vaginal walls.  It
was over all too soon however.  Caitlin successfully inserted the tampon
and removed the applicator.  Tossing it in the trash, she gave me another
great view as she bent over to pull up her shorts.

   The bathroom went dark as Caitlin left and I took a deep breath to
collect myself.  After watching that sexy show, I knew I wanted to see it
again next time.  But how?  As I trudged back inside the house, a plan
started to form in my mind.

   Inside the house, I found my wife and Caitlin getting ready to leave. 
Caitlin was tying her shoes as my wife dug inside her purse.

   "Hi dear," my wife said.  "Caitlin and I are going grocery shopping.  Do
you want anything?"

   "Oh, no thanks," I replied.  "I'll be fine."

   The second my wife's car pulled out of the driveway, I hopped inside my
own car.  They would be gone at least an hour and that was just enough
time.

   I hurriedly drove to the local computer store.  I knew exactly what I
was looking for so it didn't take long.  Within twenty minutes, I was back
home in Caitlin's bathroom with my power tools.  Near the sink there was an
electricity outlet.  I quickly took it apart and installed my newly
purchased webcam into the lower socket.  I ran the cable down the wall
behind the sheetrock, into the basement.  Once down there, it was a snap to
run the cable along the ceiling of out unfinished basement to where my den
was located.

   I was finished by the time I heard my wife and Caitlin bringing
groceries into the kitchen.  I installed another dimmer switch module in
the bathroom so the spy camera would be hidden.  I quickly cleaned up the
bathroom, headed for the den, and booted up the computer.

   Just as I had hoped, Caitlin made a beeline for the bathroom once she
was done putting away the groceries.  Taking a deep breath, I switched on
the bathroom webcam.  My screen flickered to life as I saw a perfect view
of the counter and the sink.  I watched as Caitlin entered the bathroom and
shut the door.  She was only visible from the neck down but that was good
enough for me.

   My heart skipped a beat as I watched her pull off her shorts.  Then her
panties followed.  And finally my darling eleven year old girl pulled one
foot up on the counter, giving me an absolutely lovely view of her preteen
pussy.  It was unbelievable.  She had a some very fine and straight pubic
hair that I could clearly see.

   Then my little girl gave me the real money shot.  With one hand, Caitlin
parted her immature pussy lips, giving me a view her pink pleasures hidden
within.  The thin string of the tampon was visible as it disappeared inside
her feminine opening.  My cock got even harder from this beautiful view. 
Caitlin's vaginal lips were clearly still immature.  Unlike a woman's, her
pussy lips were just little petals that were hard to discern.  Her clitoral
hood was still that of a little girl's: very small and not well pronounced.


   I watched as Caitlin parted herself and played with the tampon string
for a moment.  I think she was trying to make sure that no blood was
leaking out.  Finally satisfied, Caitlin began to carefully tug at the
tampon string.  I watched, spellbound, as Caitlin extracted the tampon from
her tight pussy.  The string was taut as she prudently pulled.  Finally, I
saw a hint of white at her vaginal opening.  Enthralled, I watched as her
pink vagina pucker open to release the tampon.

   Caitlin examined it for a second before wrapping it in toilet paper and
tossing it in the trash.  The rest wasn't nearly as exciting as she put a
maxi-pad in her panties and got ready for bed.

   Even so I heaved a sigh of pleasure, my brow heavy with sweat.  I went
off to my own bathroom to jerk off while I plotted my next move.  I was
furtively jacking off in the bathroom when a lightbulb went off in my head.
I pulled my pants back on and snuck into Caitlin's bathroom.  Closing the
door behind me, I opened her medicine cabinet and located the bottle of K-Y
lubricant that she used to aid in inserting her tampon.

   I unscrewed the top and unzipped my pants.  My cock was rock hard at the
thought of what I was about to do.  I could feel my balls tighten up as my
orgasm approached.  Carefully, I aimed the tip of my cock inside the
plastic bottle of K-Y and came hard.  I conscientiously milked the semen
from my cock into the bottle, not spilling a drop.

   When I was done, I zipped myself up and examined my handiwork. 
Squinting into the plastic bottle (it was opaque so I could only see
through the opening) I could see a creamy cloud of my semen mixed with the
clear liquid of the K-Y, with a few milky strands still spiraling out from
the main mass.  I put the lid back on and gave the bottle a good shake. 
Peering back inside the bottle, I found that the semen had more or less
dissolved into the surrounding K-Y.  The result was simply a slightly
translucent fluid.  It was no longer transparent like regular K-Y but I
didn't think Caitlin would notice.

   I carefully returned the bottle to its place and crept back to the den.

   The next morning I got up early to watch the show.  Caitlin got up and
brushed her teeth and showered.  I switched to the bedroom webcam to watch
her dress.  I carefully monitored her chest every day for growth.  If I
could have it my way, Caitlin would have stayed in her breast buds stage
forever.  I never got tired of seeing the perky, little mounds on her
chest.

   After dressing, Caitlin returned the bathroom.  I watched as she pulled
out a fresh tampon.  I held my breath.  She reached into the medicine
cabinet and pulled out the tainted K-Y bottle.  I watched enraptured as she
liberally applied it to the tampon applicator.  Finally, Caitlin hiked her
foot up onto the counter and I got that same delicious view of her
relatively hairless slit.

   She spread herself with one hand while the other aimed the tampon at her
vagina.  The poor eleven year old was still inexperienced and she had
difficulty finding the proper entrance and angle.  It was all I could do
not to offer encouragement.

   Deciding that she needed more lubricant, Caitlin took the bottle and
applied several more drops until the plastic of the applicator was
glistening with lubricant that was dripping off and running onto her slim,
delicate hands.  I smiled at the thought of my semen on Caitlin's skin.

   She then parted herself again with her free hand and moved the
applicator into position.  I'll never forget what she did next.  In order
to ensure the applicator was properly lubricated along its entire length,
Caitlin rubbed the shaft of it against her pussy, unknowingly coating her
baby clitoral hood and immature labia with my semen.  When she was done,
her hairless slit glistened like a piece of candy.

   I was so distracted I almost forgot to watch as Caitlin finally was able
to insert the tampon applicator.  She finally found the opening to her
vagina and the applicator slipped inside.  Inch by inch, she eased it into
her young body and I watched with the saliva dripping from my mouth.  It
was over all too fast however as she successfully withdrew the applicator.

   After that show, it was time to go masturbate again.  My twelve year old
daughter was wearing me out!

   * * * * * * * * * * *

   Once she turned twelve years old, Caitlin started displaying some
characteristic teenager traits.  Sure, she was still a preteen girl, but my
daughter started to withdraw a bit and show some rebellious tendencies. 
Going out in public with her mother and me became quite embarrassing for
her.  In addition, Caitlin started spending all of her free time in her
room.

   Of course with my secret webcam I could easily monitor what she was
doing.  I was relieved to see that she wasn't doing any drugs or smoking in
there.  However, I was disappointed that Caitlin hadn't started
masturbating yet.  Or she was only doing it at night under the covers when
I couldn't see a thing.

   This being the Internet age, we bought Caitlin her own computer for her
own room.  Before connecting it to the network hub, however, I installed my
own special "spyware" that tracked all of Caitlin's keystrokes and screen
draws.  Basically, whatever she saw on her monitor, I could beam directly
to a second monitor in my den so it was like a two-monitor setup, unknown
to her, of course.

   My wife had insisted we install porn-blocking software so Caitlin
couldn't access any illicit sites.  While I agreed with my wife, I couldn't
help but wonder what might happen if Caitlin would discover pornography. 
The thought of my twelve year old daughter getting off to porn turned me on
immensely.

   The solution finally dawned on me after a boring weekend of spying on
Caitlin and finding she was only downloading music and writing emails to
her friends with her internet connection.  I headed back to my trusty
computer store and bought two webcams this time.  One of them I installed
in Caitlin's room when she was at school.  I hid the webcam underneath her
computer desk where it gave me an excellent up-skirt view.  The second
webcam I installed for the computer in my den.

   A few quick minutes of surfing the internet revealed what I was
searching for: some male porn.  I saved a few jpegs of some naked men,
penises visible and erect, to my hard drive and then pulled up a new Yahoo
mail account that I had created.  Feeling ever- so-slightly guilty, I
composed a new message and attached a jpeg.  After typing in Caitlin's
email address, I hesitated for a moment before clicking "Send".  Was I
being a bad father?  Would Caitlin turn out to be sick and twisted if I did
this?

   I mulled over these possibilities for a moment.  Up to this point, all
my `activities' with Caitlin had been fairly harmless.  A little spunk in
her cereal, some come in her tampon lube... This one was different though.
Absentmindedly, I wondered what Caitlin's reaction to the jpeg of the naked
man would be.  Would she be revolted?  Or would it turn her on?

   I just had to know.  I quickly clicked "Send" before I could change my
mind.  It was done now.  When Caitlin came home, there would be quite a
surprise in her Inbox.

   It was a long wait until Caitlin came home that day.  I waited and
agonized, wondering when she would show up.  She finally came home and
headed straight to her room.  Eagerly, I woke up my computer and switched
on both webcams.  Caitlin was wearing a tight pair of jeans, very low-rise,
that tended to show off her lacy underwear when she bent over or squatted.
She wore a simple lace cami underneath her Abercrombie zip-up hoodie that
tended to hide her tempting breast buds.

   As usual, Caitlin headed straight for her computer.  She sat down and I
checked the webcam hidden beneath her desk.  It was a perfect crotch shot
straight up Caitlin's legs.  Unfortunately her jeans didn't provide as much
scenery as a skirt would have but I was pleased to see the webcam had an
excellent view.

   I held my breath as she logged on to her Hotmail account.  From my
webcam, I couldn't read the text of her computer but I could see any images
pretty well.  I watched impatiently as she clicked through a few emails. 
Finally she got to mine.  It felt like the room went silent when Caitlin
scrolled down and the jpeg filled her monitor.

   Her first reaction was surprise.  She leaned forward in her chair a bit
and moved closer to the monitor.  Then her common sense must have kicked it
because she got up and made sure the door was closed and locked.  Next she
closed her blinds.

   Finally secured, Caitlin returned to her computer.  I smiled to myself
as she scrolled up and down the picture, her nose practically glued to the
screen.  The under-the-desk webcam showed Caitlin's free hand resting on
her thigh near her crotch.  She seemed to be absentmindedly caressing her
inner thigh.  My cock started to rise to attention as I watched my
daughter, obviously aroused by the porn I sent her.

   Quickly I composed a new message and attached another jpeg.  I clicked
"Send".  A message appeared on Caitlin's screen, announcing her new email.
She returned to her Inbox and immediately opened the message.

   Caitlin seemed every bit as interested in this new picture as the last
one.  It showed a very muscular and very well-endowed man holding his cock.
And then I saw Caitlin reach up to her chest area.  What was she doing!  My
webcam behind revealed nothing and the desk webcam was too low.  Was she
stroking her baby nipples?



   What happened next was both great and unfortunate.  Caitlin got up,
leaving the jpeg displayed on the monitor.  She then walked over to her bed
and pulled off her jeans.  I couldn't believe my eyes.  Then she got on her
bed and... disappeared from view.  The webcam didn't have enough coverage
to get the bed and all I could see was Caitlin's foot on the corner of the
bed.

   Now if I were a foot fetishist, this would have been a dream!  But I'm
not so all I could do was watch my twelve year old daughter's foot as she
(presumably) masturbated.  I was mentally kicking myself left and right for
not installing another webcam in her room.

   The next day when Caitlin was at school, I went into her room and
surveyed the area across from her bed.  No luck.  Directly across her bed
were a large pair of windows that offered no hiding opportunities.  There
weren't any light switches or anything I could use to hide another webcam.

   I was stuck.  There was nothing I could do but keep plotting for a new
scheme.  I became determined to be able to watch my twelve year old Caitlin
masturbate.  Too many times, I dreamt of her slender hand diddling her wet
pussy, what few pubic hairs she had matted down against her damp skin.  I
could even see her finger sliding across her clit hood, pulling it up,
revealing her pink and plump clitoris inside her immature labial folds.  A
thin trickle of moisture leaking from her virginal vagina...

   It was enough to drive a man crazy.  While I schemed and dreamed, I kept
on sending porn to my daughter every few days.  I started with naked guys
but eventually moved up to pictures of women giving blowjobs and then
finally hardcore porn.  I still remember sending Caitlin a hardcore
close-up of a hard cock splitting open a juicy wet vagina.  All it took was
one look for my daughter to stand up and head for her bed where I sadly
missed another masturbatory session.

   Caitlin was getting horny and corrupted, that was certain.  I just had
to find a way to see the action for myself...

   * * * * * * * * * * *

   I don't know why it didn't occur to me earlier.  I had watched Caitlin
use Instant Messenger for months until the idea finally dawned on me.  I
had been spying on her for twenty minutes one evening as she chatted with
some school friends.  Logging on to a dummy account, I invited her to a
private chatroom.

   My person was a University of Arizona college student named Davie.  I
pretended that I had found her at random and we got to chatting about the
latest cool music.  Our first conversations were pretty tame.  I didn't
want to jump the gun right away but I was pretty amazed by how easy it was
to become someone's online friend (Parents, warn your kids now!).

   Over the course of several conversations, we slowly moved up on the
level of personal information exchanged.  I found out that Caitlin had
never kissed a boy, that she was still a virgin (Thank God!), and that she
tended to masturbate two or three times a week (that one I already knew).
However, it wasn't until two weeks later that I made my move.  Her mother
had gone grocery shopping and I went out of my way to ask Caitlin to be
quiet because I wanted to take a nap.

   Our conversation was as follows:

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Cait: It sure is hot today!"
Davie: Yes, it's hot here too... The desert is always hot and dry."
Cait: What are you wearing?"
Davie: Nothing but my boxers!"
Cait: Really??!!"
Davie: YES!"
Cait: Prove it!"
Davie: Well, I DO have a webcam..."
Cait: You mean you can send pictures to me?"
Davie: Do you have a fast connection?"
Cait: DSL..."
Davie: I could even send you streaming video!
Cait: Let's do it!
Davie: Ok... type this into your web browser:

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   I typed in a dummy http address that directed Caitlin straight back to
my computer across the network hub.  Since it was essentially a direct
connection, the video quality was going to be excellent at her end.  I
hoped she didn't know enough about computers to know that streaming video
was never full-screen size and super-sharp.

   Before enabling the webcam, I made sure that I was not visible from the
neck up.  In addition, I made sure to wear generic clothing and to put a
white sheet up behind me so Caitlin wouldn't recognize my surroundings. 
The webcam was straight in front of me and showed a perfect, front-on view
of me sitting in a chair.  I had moved the keyboard off to the side on a TV
tray so there wouldn't be a hindered view.

   It was showtime.  But I found my palms were a little sweaty.  Feeding my
daughter my semen was one thing.  Sending porn to her was another thing. 
But what I was about to do would take it to a whole new level.  Would I be
able to live with myself?  Before I could chicken out, I pressed `Enter'
and enabled the connection.

   My second monitor was displaying the webcam from Caitlin's room and I
saw image appear on her screen.  I try to exercise regularly so I think
that, as long as I don't take off my shirt, I can make a reasonable pass as
a college student.  Caitlin started Instant Messaging me right away.

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Cait: Wow, you really are in your boxers!
Davie: I never lie!
Cait: How come I can't see your face?
Davie: Because I'm shy.
Cait: Awwww, come on!
Davie: I don't want to.


Cait: How do I know it's really you?
Davie: Tell me to do something


Cait: Ummmm... TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT!

   (She was being a real flirt now.)
Davie: No way!  You take off YOUR shirt!
Cait: I don't have a webcam, so what's it matter to you?
Davie: If I'm going to show you something, I'd at least like to know
that you're in a similar state of undress...
Cait: You mean if I take off my panties, you'll take off your boxers?
(I couldn't believe what I was hearing.  Caitlin was not as innocent as

I thought...)
Davie: You _really_ want me to take off my boxers?
Cait: Yeah!  It'll prove it's really you and not some guy typing at his
computer in his boxers.
Davie: Hmmm...
Cait: Don't be a CHICKEN!
Davie: Okay, fine!

   * * * * *

   Carefully, I stood up so that my face wouldn't appear on the camera. 
Before I had a chance to waver, I hooked my thumbs into my waistband and
let my boxers fall to my ankles.  Unceremoniously, I sat back down in the
chair.  It was done now.  Caitlin was now looking at her own father's cock
and she didn't have a clue.

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Davie: Well?  Say something...
Cait: I've never seen a penis before.

   (That was a little white lie, but oh well...)
Davie: Never?
Cait: Never.
Davie: Well, what do you think?
Cait: It's soft.  Can you make it hard for me?
Davie: Well, I guess I've already gone this far...
(At this point, I was already pretty turned on from exposing myself like
this to my twelve year old daughter.  I took my cock in my hand and all it

took was a few pumps for it to expand to full size.)
Cait: So wait, are we having cybersex?
Davie: I don't know.  Depends.  Did you take off your panties yet?
Cait: I don't see what the point is if you can't see me doing it.
Davie: Well, just humor me.  It'll give you the good naughty feeling.
(That was all it took.  I watched as Caitlin stood up and pulled off her
jeans and panties.  She sat back down.  I switched the view to the
under-the-desk webcam.  Beautiful.  Caitlin's plump pussy mound was spread

open for me on my monitor.)
Cait: OK, I did it.
Cait: Ha!  I'm spreading my legs out for the monitor!
Davie: I wish I could see.
Cait: Your cock is really big!

   (My twelve year old was starting to get saucy.)
Davie: Why thank you!
Cait: Want to have cybersex?
Davie: You just wanna see me jack off!
Cait: Maybe I do!
(At this point I reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube I always
kept near the computer.  In no time at all my fist was sliding up and down

my hard shaft.)
Davie: Is this what you wanted?
Cait: This is HOT!
Davie: I'm touching my cock.  Are you touching your pussy?
Cait: Yes...
(And she was.  After all this time, I finally got to see what I wanted
most.  Caitlin's slim finger sliding between her legs, parting her delicate
lips.  She was growing fast.  A few months ago, her labia was still
indistinct and childlike.  But now her pussy lips were far more pronounced.

She was blossoming open like petals on a pink rose.

   Her pubic hair was growing more thick and coarse as well whereas before
there was only fuzz.  I watched entranced as Caitlin dug her middle finger
deep inside her darkened valley, searching for her pleasure spot.)
Davie: are you rubbing your clit
(It was awkward to type with one hand.  I watched Caitlin have the same

problem.)
Cait: yes
Davie: is it swollen
Cait: yes i wish you could see it
Davie: pretend you're showing it to me
(A dirty trick sure, but I got an eyeful as my daughter pulled back her

hood and revealed her pink clit to me, all engorged and angry.)
Davie: do it feel good to pretend i can see your clit?
Cait: yes
(I was starting to get close to exploding.  Caitlin was now desperately
stroking her clit with hard, sure strokes.  I could see a whitish discharge
seeping from her vagina, staining the pillow on her chair.  It was too much

for me...)
Davie: caitlin do you want to see me cum?
Cait: yesssss
(The ecstasy was exquisite.  With a groan, I came harder than ever
before.  I was pleased to put on a good show for my twelve year old
daughter.  My first shot spurted straight up, arcing neatly before landing
on my balls.  Then another shot of hot semen landed on my wrist.  The rest

oozed out of my cock and dribbled down my shaft.

   My attention returned to the monitor where Caitlin was still furiously
masturbating.  My lovely preteen girl's hand was moving so fast it was just
a blur over her sweet, wet pussy.)
Cait: davie that was so hot
Cait: gonna cum now
(I watched wide-eyed as a powerful orgasm slammed into Caitlin.  Her
back arched in the chair as her finger ground hard into her clit.  Her leg
muscles contracted, lifting her butt off the chair, presenting me with an
even better view of between her legs.  As she came, her vagina expanded and

opened noticeably.  The saliva was pooling in my mouth.)
Davie: did you cum?
(There was a brief pause while Caitlin collected herself.  Finally I saw

her reach for the keyboard.)
Cait: yes
Davie: was it good?
Cait: the best ever

   * * * * * * * * *

   The conversation ended rather abruptly there because my wife came home
and yelled up the stairs for help in bringing in groceries.  Caitlin typed
a quick goodbye and I heard her the bathroom door slam as she hurried to
clean up.  I had to hurry to clean up as well.

   Caitlin and I had several more cybersex chats in the months to come but
they petered out once she started high school.  They later encounters were
exciting but nothing ever beat that first time.  Caitlin got her first real
boyfriend at the age of seventeen.  My imagination lit up when my wife told
me they had met online.



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