Ashleigh & Her Yardman

Title: Ashleigh & Her Yardman- BM/WF, mature, M/Ff, IR
Author:Eskimo1958
Summary: Ashleigh finds she is lusting for the man that takes care of her grounds, and decides she needs
some hot action with the guy. She tries to keep her taboo relationship secret, but her oldest daughter walks in on 
them, and becomes involved with her lover as well.
Keywords: BM/WF, mature, M/Ff, IR

I was tending to the geraniums on the back of the house, removing the dead blooms while this planting area was still in the shade. I heard his truck pull up out front, but I didn't bother raising up, for Sam knows his way around the grounds. As I moved down the line, I heard the large riding mower he has start up, then in seconds he was coming around the corner of the house, ready to do the back yard first. I lifted my head when he did, and he had a surprised look on his face, when we first made eye contact, before he grinned and started to watch where he was mowing.

In less than an hour, he had the riding part done, then he was busy using his weed whacker, going around the perimeter of my property, getting things neat and trim. By then, I was on my lounge chair on the back screened in patio, admiring the warm sun....and Sam's dark, black body. I sighed, feeling the yearning in my pussy, wanting a good, hard dick inside of me.

It's been twelve years since my husband was killed, a tragic accident, one that made me a rich little widow. I do work, though. Three days a week for a local bank. Had too, or I'd be bored out of my mind. One can't sit around in the hot Florida sun all the time, you know.

I was waiting for him as he came to the back of the house, handing me the week's bill, as I said "Thank you, Sam."

I was smiling as I watched his eyes dart down to my cleavage. Cleavage that was only covered by a thin, white shirt. My dark nipples were showing through, as he said "I'll be back next week."

I smiled, "Looking forward to it, Sam. I'll write out the check and mail it to you tomorrow, as usual."

He tipped his hat, saying "Thank you, Ms Ashleigh."

I smiled demurely, "See you next week, Sam."

And with that, he left through the side gate, and he was gone for the week. And I was supper horny! I took a deep breath, laid down and closed my eyes, immediately beginning to day dream about this black hunk. God, he must be every inch of six-eight, probably just shy of two-seventy, and built like a tank! And that bulge I�d seen him packing in his jeans, enormous! I would love to get my hands on that chocolate stick of his....if I wasn't such a respectable woman, that is. I mean, I'm white, and he's black. And let's not even talk about him being a good ten years younger than I. Plus, what about my three teenage daughters?

I wasn't thinking much about the girls at that point...no, my mind was on Sam, my body tuned out to anything around me as I had undid the snap on my shorts and had slipped the fingers of my right hand down into my hairy gash, fingering myself, making my body shudder in no time. I was smiling big time as my breathing came down to normal, with me by now removing my fingers from my kitty and using both hands to rub my full, long neglected breasts.

That's when I heard it, a noise off to my right, causing my body to react with my head jerking up and my legs flying out, my feet hitting the ground as I looked about. And there was Sam, staring at me not more than thirty feet away, outside the patio screen door, and he bent down to pick up a pair of pliers, stuttering out "I..uh, left my tool kit here, Ms Ashleigh."

Yes, I was angry at first, for being interrupted during a moment of self-giving pleasure, but I collected myself quickly, although my voice did crack somewhat, as I replied "Oh, well, did you forget anything else, Sam?"

He was still visibly shaken, probably worried that I'd explode, for it was obvious that he had seen more than what I had intended. "I got everything now, ma'am.", he said, as he nodded and then beat a hasty retreat for an escape route.

Okay, I had myself a good cum, long before I was interrupted, but why was I feeling flustered? Easy answer, because I was wanting it! Fingers, and toys, are one thing. But nothing beats a good, live cock to nail my white, horny ass. Of course, since my desire has been for my yard man, it would make sense to pursue him. I was really sure this wouldn't take much. It was obvious that the above mentioned fears of upsetting social mores had now been tossed out the window. After all, a black male had seen me pleasure myself. Yes, not known to me, but still, it thrilled me at being caught!

Then, maybe it is the thought of the thrill of taking a black lover. Something taboo. After going into the house and making sure Sam did leave this time, I came back to the patio and laid down and had another good cum!

Okay, this is Monday. I had a week to get ready. Now, I know that Sam is a busy man. He's running his own lawn care business here in central Florida, and he has lots of clients. This means time is money, so I can't make him give up making money so he can ride my white cunt. But, I can always try for some quick sex, hopefully it will get him to try some longer time in the sack.

Thankfully, the kids are in school. For the following Monday morning, after the girls headed off to the bus stop, I took a quick shower, dabbed on some perfume and pulled on a short skirt and a very loose halter top. Heck, when I bend over, my tits darn near fall out of my top. And, I took a spot on the same lounge chair as last week, and waited. I smiled at about ten-twenty, when I heard his truck squeaking along the county road and pulled up in front of my home. And I was feeling quite nervous as well. He was soon coming through the gate on the rider, and I watched him as he worked. It took the same amount of time for him to get done, and then the trimming.

Finally, he was done, and after he loaded the trimmer on his truck, he came back around, saying loudly "I'm done, Ms Ashleigh."

I smiled, motioning him to come inside the patio area, saying "No need to shout, Sam. I know you're still here...this time."

I was amused as he grimaced, with him coming in through the screen door, and choking out the words, "I, uh, I'm sorry..."

I didn't let him finish, as I raised my hand for him to stop, and said "No problem, Sam. Please, don't let it bother you."

He chuckled, as he handed me this weeks bill, saying "Yeah, well, I probably shouldn't have watched...I mean..." My hands didn't let him finish, as I had swung my legs off the lounge chair and my hands grabbed the top of his jeans, making him declare "Oh shit!" as I deftly pulled down his zipper.

I looked up at him, a devilish smile on my face, saying "Since you were such a good boy last week, and didn't try to take advantage of me in my moment of weakness, I've decided you need a tip."

I had the head of his cock out of his fly, and I moved my face to it and took it between my lips. Oh god, like an aphrodisiac for me, his sweaty, ebony shaft tasted yummy as I swirled my tongue around the growing head. His hands moved to my hair, and as he worked his fingers through my red locks, he mumbled out "Damn Ms Ashleigh, you're good at sucking dick!"

I giggled, popped his blood engorged dick from my mouth, and said "Thank you Sam." I nibbled along his shaft some, while my white fingers of my right hand were wrapped about it, pulling on it hard, as I added "I'll get you off so you can go on your way. I'm sure you don't want to be late for any jobs."

He laughed, "No Ms Ashleigh, I do have a schedule to keep too."

I licked his fat cock head, and said "Well, we will have to schedule some extra work here, for I've other needs that need taken care of."

"I can take care of your needs, Ms Ashleigh." he responded boastfully. I was grinning broadly, by now with his fat, long black cock stuffed into my hot, hungry mouth. He had by now pushed his jeans down below his hips, and I was caressing his balls, which felt huge, with my left hand, while still using my right hand to jerk on his pecker.

It didn't take long, as we were looking at each others face, I watched as he clenched his teeth, his cock starting to throb hard, and soon I was given a thick spermy tongue bath, as his cock erupted. I was a good little cock sucker as I swallowed it all, flicking the tip of my tongue into his large pee hole to try getting it all.

Once he started to relax, I pulled his cock from my mouth and tucked his horse cock inside his briefs, patting it and saying "There, now did you enjoy your tip?"

"Uh-huh." he replied enthusiastically.

I pulled his jeans back up, "And I'm off Monday's and Wednesdays, so if it rains, come on over."

"Yeah, sure." He croaked out, a bit winded from loosing his load in my mouth.

I pat his hips with both hands, saying "Now go on, or you'll be late."

He chuckled, ruffled my hair with his big black hands, turned and left. I sighed, watching him leave, thinking that yes, it was only a blowjob. But I'm sure I'll get more. And, I was praying for rain!

For a week, I was super horny. And not a darn rain cloud in the sky! My pussy was on fire and extremely wet, as I waited for my stud to arrive to service my hot, white body. I decided to make it known to him that I was totally available to him, as I laid in wait on my lounger, wearing nothing but a sunhat, sunglasses, and a wide smile of anticipation.

Yes, he was shocked at first when he first rounded the corner of the house and saw me laying there, my tits in plain sight for his lustful gaze. And when he was done servicing my lawn, he came to the screen door, saying "I'm done, Ms Ashleigh."

I giggled, not even looking at him, as I spread my legs apart obscenely, and as I rubbed my pussy mound, I stated "I've something that needs some tender care, Sam."

He chuckled, as he came in through the door, and I watched with a big smile as he came up to the end of the lounge chair, a big grin on his face, a she asked "And what sort of servicing would you like, Ms Ashleigh?"

I purred out "Is that tongue of yours as long as your dick, Sam?"

He didn't respond with words, only with the action of squatting down at the foot of the lounger and burying his bald, brown head between my wide open thighs. Yes, he does have a large tongue. And talented to boot, for I was soon having my first cum from his mouth and fingers, my body convulsing in sheer delight as my cunt exploded in a wild hot orgasm. I had my eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of post orgasmic bliss, and the movement of his body with his hands grabbing my legs and lifting them up. I smiled, arching my back as my hands grabbed the sides of the lounge chair, his hands pinning my knees to my chest while he slipped the head of his dick inside of me. I groaned out "Oh shit, Sam...God..."

"You want it, don't you Ashleigh?" he asked.

I croaked out "Fuck yeah!" as I started rolling my hips, my arms leveraging my body to meet his soft thrusts. His hands left my legs, and I felt him grab my arms, as I let my legs fall towards his arms, the back of my calves against his biceps. His cock was busting again my cervix, and I could feel a hard cum boiling to it's explosive peak. And when I felt his mouth latch onto my hard, left nipple, I went ballistic! My whole body shook as he slammed into me at a fast clip, his meat throbbing and even increasing my passion.

My body was starting to come down from the pleasure zone, but my stud was still riding me hard and fast, still sucking on my tender nipple. I could tell by his breathing that he was close, as I raised my head, and through clenched teeth, saying "Come on, Sam, fill me up....ugh...fill,...oh god, yeah, "

I came, again, and so did he, as he bellowed out loudly while his cock erupted, washing my womb with his spunk. He collapsed on top of me, and my legs fell off to the sides of the lounger, my feet hitting the floor as I put my arms around his hulking upper torso. Fuck yeah, I want more of this!

But, not today. I lovingly patted his ass, saying "Come on, Sam. You've other clients to take care of."

He was still breathing hard, saying "Yeah...right!" as he lifted his body up and pulled that dick of his out of my hot cunt. I smiled, seeing it, still about eight inches long after going slightly soft after making it's deposit. There was globs of cum hanging off the sides of it, as I sat up, reached out and grabbed it, pulling it into my mouth. I cleaned him off quickly, and then happily sent him on his merry way, as he thanked me profusely for his extra work assignment. I finally looked down at my crotch, seeing his seed oozing out of my dilated fuck hole. I pulled my cunt lips apart and took a good look, seeing his cum puddle just inside my pussy. I squeezed my tummy, and pushed some out, then scoped it up with my fingers and licked them clean. Manna from heaven!

I ended up laying there the rest of the morning, before heading inside to shower my very relaxed body and to eat some lunch. I was pleasantly surprised when he called me while I was eating, asking if he could have lunch at my place on my days off. I knew what was in store, and I was giddy with excitement. And with that, we got into a routine. He'd swing by on my days off, to have 'lunch', leaving me a very satisfied woman.

So, for two days a week, Sam would come and have lunch between my welcoming thighs. He was well fed with cunt, and me with cock, a very good arrangement. Yet, I was wanting more. Only thirty to fifty minutes of Sam wasn't enough for me, and I was about ready to just tell him to come on over and spend the night, by now not caring at what my girls would say.

After two months, it happened. All three of my daughters had made plans to go stay at friends on a Saturday night. Which was good, as my oldest, Tonya, had turned eighteen this past weekend, so I had been busy with my children and not with Sam. So, I called Sam and told him the good news.

It went well, as Sam arrived not more than an hour after the girls left, and we were banging away within minutes. Oh god yes, this is what I needed. He drilled my hot box for a solid two hours, before we finally got out of bed to eat some dinner, then head back to my bedroom where he started anew. His cock, mouth and hands got me off repeatedly, as he dropped three loads inside my womb.

We were taking a break, sometime around eight, I suppose, when it happened. I was in the bathroom, taking a tinkle. With the fan running, you can't hear a thing, so I was quite surprised when as I stepped out into the bedroom to join my grinning black lover, my middle child appears in the doorway, saying in a cracked voice, "Mother?"

I froze, unsure on what to do. Still to this day, not sure how I was able to muster the composure of what I did, as I smiled, and moved to the bed where Sam laid, a scared look on his face, as I replied "Yes dear." while I slid onto the bed, lifting the covers and scooting underneath next to my naked, black lover.

"Uh, you've a man in bed with you." she stated.

I giggled, grabbing his shank with my right hand, tugging on it, and said "Yes, Sam here has been taking care of my needs for two months now." I looked at her, asking "Is there something wrong, Tonya? You're not suppose to be home until tomorrow?"

She stuttered out, "I, uh, decided I didn't want to stay there." Then she pointed at Sam, and declared, "He's black."

Sam snorted, as I replied, "Yes dear. Mommy's taken a black lover." Okay, now I'm curious, "Why did you decide you didn't want to stay at your friends?"

She frowned, "They, um, , her parents weren't home. And well, there were some things that I, um..."

Well, I was happy to see that my oldest child has some good sense. I said "And you didn't want to be a part of it, good." I smiled, motioning with my left hand to come over to me, and said "I'm glad to hear that you didn't let your friends push you into something bad." She looked at me, a bit stunned, then at Sam. I snorted, "Don't worry Tonya, Sam here isn't bad."

"No?" she replied, as she stepped my way.

I sighed, "No, Sam has done your mom good. It's been a long time since a man's taken care of my needs, baby."

She stated once again, "But, he's black."

I rolled my eyes in my head, and said "Look honey, that doesn't matter. And what exactly were they doing at your friends?"

She shyly shrugged, "Cathy brought over some rum, and Gina called some boys to come over. I, um, didn't want to be there in case things got out of hand." She smiled, "Didn't think my mommy was getting sexed by a black man, or else I'd a stayed there and tried my luck."

"Yes," I replied dryly, "Nothing like immature young men to not know their way around your cute, teen body."

"What you mean?" she asked.

I smiled, "What I mean is, I'm sure that any boy that shows up wouldn't have a clue on what to do with you once they got your clothes off."

She frowned, "Doesn�t matter, they wouldn't want to be in bed with me anyway?"

Say what? I declared loudly, "Now what you mean by that?" as I yanked hard on Sam's cock.

He protested with a loud "Owwwww!"

I looked over my shoulder, saying "Sorry, and yes, I know it's attached." He started to say something, but the look I gave him stopped him in his tracks, as I turned to Tonya and asked "What you mean? You're a beautiful young lady."

"Damn right!" piped in Sam, causing me to give him another look, making him cringe.

She sat on the edge of the bed, and said "Oh mom, boys want girls with small butts and thin waists, and big boobs." She looked down at her chest, and said "Although my boobs are big enough, I'm a bit chubby everywhere else."

"You're fine, dear. Isn't she, Sam?" I said as I turned to look at him.

He had that look, wondering on what to properly say, before saying "Just as good looking as her mom!"

I beamed, leaned over and rewarded him with a kiss, and told him, "Good answer, stud."

He stammered out "You, uh, want me to leave now?"

I giggled, "No, damage has been done, and besides, I can't hide you forever." I turned to look at Tonya, and saw her looking at the tent his dick had formed as I was jacking him slowly. I said "Tonya." in a soft voice, and she jerked her face up, and I smiled, asking in a pleasant, but somewhat excited tone "You want to see it?"

She stuttered out "Um..no, I mean...um, can I?"

I chuckled, and Sam did too, albeit rather nervously, as I let go of his cock and said "Sure, why not." A thought at this point had entered my mind, my baby showed some maturity of not going into a dangerous situation. Is her mother doing the opposite? She was leaning over, her eyes wide open, as I reached for Sam's swollen meat, saying "He's rather healthy."

"Is that big?" she asked

He was having a hard time(No pun intended) from keeping from laughing at her naive comment, as I stated "Well, yes. It's quite large, actually. Most men are only half his size." I lifted the black log up, and said "You showed a lot of guts tonight, dear. By not giving into your friends plans of getting drunk and who knows what else."

She gave her girlish giggle, saying "Thanks mom. I was trying to do the right thing."

I lifted my other hand and smiled as I caressed her cheek lovingly, and said "You did dear." I sighed, and then said "I'm glad you didn't do anything foolish."

She then asked "So, what you mean? I mean, about boys only wanting small girls?"

I laughed, "Boys are immature, Tonya. A mature male, like Sam here, knows a good woman when he's with her. And, unlike a boy, he knows how to handle a woman properly. Especially a young, innocent thing like you."

She blushed, and said "I'm not entirely innocent, mom."

Okay, I'm now curious, as I stated in a shocked voice, "Really?", before asking "You haven't lost your cherry yet, have you?"

She looked up at the ceiling, and said in a disgusted and loud voice, "Maaaahooom!"

I sternly asked "Come on dear, this is important. A mother should know these things."

She let out a deep sigh, and looked down at her hands, saying "Yeah, I did, a few weeks ago." She lifted her face up, and declared "It was awful. And now that he told all his friends, they all think I'm a slut."

I laughed, "You did it once, with one boy. You're not a slut." She smiled slightly at my reassurance, as I then asked "He didn't last long, did he?"

"What you mean?" she asked.

I giggled, saying as I pulled her by her arm, and having her sit up close to me, as I said "He probably entered you, caused you a bit of pain, then shot his load and thought he was gods gift to women for doing it."

I about died when she said a very surprised "Yeahhhhhh!"

Sam snorted somewhat, as I ignored him, although I was still shafting his dick with my fist, as I explained "Honey, young boys have no idea how to take care of a woman's needs. They're as inexperienced as you are. And when they get their first piece, they're just happy that they got their rocks off, not caring about your needs." I gave her a good squeeze, saying "I bet you felt very frustrated, didn't you?"

She grumbled out "I came home and frigged myself for half the darn night, mom."

"A poor lover can cause that, dear." I stated knowingly. "Now take Sam here. It doesn't matter if his cock is the biggest damn thing around these parts, but what does matter is that he knows his way around a woman's body. Why, he gets me off with just more than his dick, a good man will do that to you."

Sam was grinning, saying "Thanks, Ashleigh."

I pushed her way, as she moved off the bed, and as I got up, I asked "Would you like to try him?"

She had a surprised look on her face, as she asked, totally stunned from my question, "What?"

I put my arms around her, hugged her tight, and whispered into her ear, "A real man. One that will make you feel good, with mouth, hands and cock." I stepped away, and softly said "Go on, I won't mind."

Seeing Sam's cock at full attention showed he wouldn't mind either, as he started to speak with "Now Ashleigh..."

I turned to him, stepping away from my daughter, saying "You be good to her, Samuel! Or there will be hell to pay!" I turned my attention back to Tonya, and said "Let him undress you, I'm sure he'll appreciate you're fine young flesh." I gave her stunned face a kiss, as I stepped around her, adding as I went over to my dresser and grabbed my clothes, saying "I'll order us a pizza, give you two some time to get acquainted."

And with that, I left the room, not bothering to close the door. Guess I did that to show her she could back out if she wanted to. And as I entered the kitchen to grab the phone I smiled, thinking that maybe, having Sam sex not only me, but my oldest daughter as well, could very well be a good thing. Sure hope it doesn't kill him.

I took my time, really. I mean, I knew it would take Sam some time to get her warmed up. I was sure her nerves were rather high. And looking at my shaking hands as I pulled on my top, so was I. Now, to kill time. I figured I'd give him at least fifteen minutes to get her ready, another fifteen to get her warmed up, and probably fifteen to get her going. So, no use in getting the pizza here for about an hour, maybe by then she'll be finding out how a good hard dick feels as it's pumping her hot, tight box. God, the thought of that, as I went into the kitchen and began to clean things up. I had planned on waiting before I ordered the pizza, wanting to make sure it didn't get here within an hour. So, I did the dish's, swept the floor, and even started a load of laundry, before I looked at the clock and saw twenty-five minutes had passed. I thought about going up to check on them, to see how they were doing, but decided against it. I went into the living room, and turned on the tube, watching a bit, with the sound down, and listened. Didn't take long for my ears to adjust to hear a soft moan. A whimpering moan, and I smiled. Sam must be teasing her sexually, making her body want his loving. He's good at this, for he's driven me nuts on numerous occasions when he's taken my body.

Of course, with all this free time while waiting, my mind began to think about what is now happening. I've just let my lover take my oldest girl into bed with him, after she comes home unexpectedly, and I've two more daughters that know nothing of him, or of what I'm allowing under my roof. How do I continue this? Or for that matter, what am I continuing? It's not every mother that let's her daughters get to know her lover, especially her lover that's not the same race. And I told her that didn't matter, didn't I? I was startled to my senses to the long, loud wail of Tonya. A wail that sounded like she was enjoying what ever Sam was doing to her. I smiled, went back into the kitchen and ordered the pizza.

It took forty more minutes before it got here. And Tonya let out two more wails in the mean time. I was all smiles as I went to the door when the delivery guy got here, and as I was paying him, she let loose once again, causing the pizza guy to drop his mouth in shock, as I rolled my eyes and laughed as I explained the noise with "That's my daughter, she sure does get into her video gaming."

He chuckled, smiled, and as he backed out the door, he said "Yeah, I can hear that."

I closed the door, and laughed, as I went to the kitchen to get the pizza ready. The sounds of the bedsprings, they could be heard when the pizza was delivered, but not as loud as they were now, as it sounded like Sam was trying to fuck her into next week. Guess I couldn't blame him though, as I opened the pizza box and took three plates out of the cupboard, thinking that isn't every day that some guy gets to not only nail his lover, but his lover's eighteen year old daughter. I put two pieces on each, grabbed a liter bottle of Pepsi, and carried them all to my bedroom. Oh the sight in front of my eyes as I entered the room, my lover on top of my little girl, his ass flying up and down at a rapid pace, with both grunting away. I placed the grub on the dresser next to the bed, and got onto my knees behind him, reached down and fondled his nut sack as he pumped away, saying as I leaned forward, looking over his shoulder at her sweet angelic face, "Yeah, that's it, give my baby what she needs."

I don't know, must have been my being there, but it sure did set him off, as he growled out while his body stiffened and convulsed, his balls bursting as his seed flooded her womb. And my baby, she loved it, as I saw her fingers dig into his shoulders with her wailing once more, enjoying the same feeling I've had the last few months, of a cock erupting deep inside of your cunt.

I let them rest as they were, as I stood up off the bed and peeled my clothes back off. I sat down on the edge, as Sam pushed himself up and out of my daughter, his cock looking shiny and still somewhat hard as he rolled onto his butt on the other side of Tonya from me. I reached over and grabbed two plates, handing him one as she sat up, taking the other for herself. I giggled, asking "How was that, dear?"

She had stuffed her mouth full of pizza, as she tried to say "Fuckin� fine mom"

I giggled, and began to eat as well, admiring my girl's firm, reddened tits, her whole body covered with a sheen of sweet, as was Sam's. His log was laying across his thigh, glistening from their combined juices, as we ate and drank in silence.

Once done, I said "Go on and take the dishes downstairs dear. Then come on back up and we'll see if we can fuck poor Sam to death."

She giggled as she bounced off the bed, while Sam grinned, watching her young, white ass bounce out of my bedroom with the empty plates. I took his dick on my left hand, as I asked "You okay with this?"

He snorted as he reached with his big right hand and cupped my left tit in it, saying "Of course, but I'm more concerned with you and if you're okay with this."

I smiled, as I moved my mouth over his groin and licked the head of his shiny ebony shaft. I didn't say any more, as I licked and sucked his cock, admiring the taste of my daughters cunt cream on it, as well as large globules of his spunk as well. Tonya soon returned, and as she climbed onto the bed on the other side of Sam, she asked "May I join you, mom?"

I glanced up, smiling, "Anytime dear." She soon had her face next to mine, licking and nibbling on Sam's very happy pole. For about the next two hours, I showed my oldest girl how to lick cock, and how to enjoy a man's tongue, fingers and prick. And although it was crowded, the three of us stayed in my bed all night long.

In the morning, as I made breakfast, Sam made Tonya howl. And after breakfast, as Tonya cleaned up the kitchen, it was my turn to enjoy some solo work with my stud. We saw sent him off on his way sometime before noon, and Tonya and I sat and talked for a spell. An interesting talk, to say the least. I admitted that I was surprised that I wasn't jealous at all about sharing Sam with her. As a matter of fact, after her telling me how she lost her virginity and using good judgment in not staying at a potentially bad situation, I got to thinking, that knowing when and who she's making love to is quite comforting. We even decided that it'd be best to get her sisters involved. After all, they'll turn eighteen eventually as well.

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Created on ... June 02, 2012