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SUBURBAN SPITE
(F/F, Blackmail, Humiliation, Slavery)

Cindy Silver Eyes
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Cindy_Silver_Eyes/www/
cse1986@rocketmail.com
*****
Do you like my story?  So, what is it that you like then?  The
one thing that you really like the most?  
Please let me know:  cse1986@rocketmail.com (That's the only
pay-off in writing, really...!)
*****

Inspired by and largely a remake of a fantastic story by Attorney
Lady, "Suburban Payback", featuring long parts that are directly
taken from it.  I just had to adopt it...  If the author contacts
me, I will make necessary changes   in the mean time, please
consider it a small tribute to Attorney Lady...  and to Marcia
Cross / Bree Van De Kamp of course...
The original story: 
http://www.understories.com/understories/djian14t/subur1.html
*****


Cindy saw Bree Van De Kamp walking through her front yard with
near dread   the woman was a bitch on wheels.  Bree's house was
directly across the street, but Cindy was basically glad their
relationship had gone sour.

Bree was the President of Crawford Park Citizens Committee. 
She'd gotten that position a year ago - it had helped of course
that except for a few control freaks, no one really wanted the
job...

Cindy herself had moved into Crawford Park Homes about a year ago
it was an upscale, gated community in the suburbs, so perhaps
not exactly the ideal setting for a 25-year old single woman, but
it happened to be just minutes to work and she loved having a big
living room and a pool to chill in.  

Cindy had first met Bree in the Wednesday Cocktail Party   a
weekly ritual hosted at a different lady's home at Crawford Park
each time, aimed for the somewhat hipper bunch among the
residents.  It was only the younger housewives who attended and
the few singles who might be around.  Cindy was often the
youngest of the bunch - her youth, not to mention her fair looks,
was met with some envy for sure...  Cindy was working at a
marketing company now, but she'd gone through college as a
cheerleader and part-time model.  She would have stuck with the
modeling business too, but her family was far too conservative
for that...   Besides, she did want to meet Mr. Right after all.
 
Despite some jealousy, she'd nevertheless managed to charm all
the ladies in the cocktail club.  All but Bree   there had been
instant rivalry between the two.    As far as Cindy was
concerned, Bree was a ruthless bitch...  She didn't like
competition one bit.  A younger, prettier woman in the group, not
to mention one that had some tongue on her, just did not suit
Bree...  Not that Bree looked bad herself   she knew she was
still a looker at age 33, fit and pretty, and would normally be
the choice of any man in Crawford Park   except for Cindy
perhaps, which was reason enough for Bree to be mad...

She would  constantly pick up arguments with Cindy in the
Wednesday Cocktail Parties and make jokes about her   her floozy
ex-modeling-days, her fast-changing boyfriends, her trivial
job... never mind Bree was a housewife herself...  Cindy dished
back as much as she could and the two women had even almost come
to blows one time over catty comments, but other ladies had
quickly stepped in of course...

Things had gotten worse when Bree won the job to lead the
Committee that made all the internal rules in Crawford Park Homes
 - one of her first decisions had been to install cameras all
over the gated community to ensure safety as she put it...  For
Cindy this was just too much Big Sister at work - arguments had
flared up in the Wednesday Cocktail Party, but things had really
blown up in the public meeting of the Committee, when Cindy
showed up and started by calling the scheme fascistic   and wound
up calling Bree a 'nazi bitch', drawing a big laughter of
agreement from the packed room.  'Or maybe I should say Red
Commie Bitch' she'd followed, referring to Bree's fiery red hair,
and drawing more laughter.  Bree  wasn't used to such bruises on
her ego and had adjourned the meeting, screaming in anger...  

But that had not been the final straw   Bree had been having an
extension built to her house, in violation of the Crawford Park
rules as far as Cindy could tell, and causing a huge mess and
disturbance   but of course no one dared screw around with the
President of the Citizens Committee.  That is, until Cindy
sneaked the issue into the public meeting of the Crawford Park
Citizens Committee, revealing a big presentation with glossy
pictures about how Bree Van de Kamp's house extension was in
violation of condo rules and had to be halted.  Bree had never
been so badly humiliated; she was reduced to mumbling and making
lame excuses on the spot, finally promising to abandon the
project until she could further study the by-laws...

Cindy was glad to see the ugly monstrosity across from her house
stopped cold.  And she was all the more thankful to see all the
Mexicans Bree had been employing for construction disappear from
her street   the savages had no qualms at all about checking her
out whenever she got in and out of her house...   Bree's
extension stood half-finished, no doubt infuriating the bitch
further...  Well, Cindy figured, the nasty barracuda had to learn
she couldn't have her way all the time...

Cindy saw Bree walk up all the way to her door and prepared
herself for the doorbell. 

She'd actually seen Bree at the Wednesday Cocktail Party hosted
by a close friend of Bree just last week and the two women had
politely exchanged pleasantries, so evidently they were  not on
not-speaking terms.  Too many friends in common...  And since
Cindy seemed to be the winner in the extension battle, she was
sure Bree did not want to look like a sore loser, even though it
was impossible to imagine Bree gracious in defeat... 
 
Either way, a visit was certainly more than Cindy would have
expected and she was hardly eager for it.   Especially, having
left the worst week of her life behind...  She could finally
start to breathe easy after what happened.  And while Bree Bitch
De Kamp was a minor annoyance compared to what she went through,
she did not wish to chit-chat with her just now...

But there was no bell   she just saw Bree drop off something in
the mailbox and take off the way she came in.  She waited till
the red-headed bitch was gone and picked up the large manila
envelope sitting in her mailbox, wondering what on earth it
was...  maybe another legal move in the ongoing battle of the Van
De Kamp house extension....

When a disc popped out of the manila envelope, her curiosity
peaked.  She placed it in the DVD player to see what it was.
It was a camera recording of the Crawford Park Pathway at night,
the road leading into the gated community from the back and going
through the bit of the greenery that was left inside Crawford
Park.  Normally, it was a fairly deserted spot, especially at
night.  One felt fairly safe of course, it was still inside the
gated community.  

The easily recognizable convertible BMW sped onto the road, then
braked and screeched, and clearly hit a man who'd been crossing
the road.  A thin, homeless man by his looks, who'd probably
managed to wander in despite the security.  He flew off the front
window shield of the sports car, like a scarecrow.  The car's
door opened, and out came Cindy.  In a party dress and clearly
drunken state.  She went back and forth, kneeling and looking at
the lifeless body over and over again   she was shaking
uncontrollably.  At some point, she just leaned against the car,
threw up all over the road.  Finally she went back to the body on
the ground, started pulling on it.  She struggled a good 15
minutes to stuff the body inside the small trunk of the BMW.
And soon, the car was speeding away again...

The disc stopped.  Cindy was trembling.  Too shocked to sit, she
just dropped on the floor.  

She was scared to death.

Her cell phone rang   it was Bree:  Cindy turned it on with
shaking hands and managed to utter "hello", her voice awfully
wobbly:

"Cindy honey, now listen to me and don't make a sound...    Yes,
the cameras on the Crawford Park Pathway are new   I had them
added just two weeks ago.  I bet you didn't know about those
ones, huh?    Well, as the President of the Crawford Park
Citizens Committee, I have access to all the tapes, and I like
reviewing them occasionally.  I could turn this one over to the
authorities any time I like of course...  I believe vehicular
homicide is punishable by a minimum of 10 years...   hiding and
disposing a dead body   well, I'm not sure, but sounds like a
really big ticket... "

"So I think I will soon be calling the Cops.  And I think I will
have a nice, cold glass of Pinot Grigio while I watch the Cops
take you away.  I will then come to your trial every day, and
watch you being slammed as a murdering bitch - for fun.   And for
the next 10 years at least I will go to bed wondering whose cunt
you are sucking on at the moment, and I will laugh my ass off to
sleep.  I bet your parents will be wondering the same   not sure
they will be having a laugh for it...  You should have thought
twice before fucking with me, little murdering bitch..."

Bree didn't even wait for a reply from Cindy   she just hang up.
Cindy was left holding the phone...  until she collapsed on the
floor and began shaking in panic...

She was still trembling on the floor when the phone rang again  
it was Bree once more...

"Actually, I've thought about it some more   I might hold off
calling the Cops for now...  If you do exactly as you are told...
  So, it's your choice... You can rot in prison for the most of
the rest of your life...  or you can do what I want...  And what
I want is a new portfolio for you...  You know, just like your
modeling  days in college...  Only this will be a much bolder
portfolio...  you'll see...  if you're up for it, be at my place
in 1 hour.  Wear nothing but a bathrobe...  Because exactly in
one hour, I will be placing the call to the Cops   and there will
be no putting back your life together after that..."

Cindy could hardly make a sound...  She'd ran out of tears for
now.  And despite all her dread, there was maybe a sliver of
hope...

"So, are we clear girlfriend?"  Bree asked with a snicker in her
voice.

"This is not how friends treat each other" Cindy managed to
retort.

"Fine..." Bree replied with a touch of anger in her voice.  "This
is then how an owner treats her property... Because your ass is
now mine, isn't it?"

There was a long pause at the other hand of the line...

"Say it..." said Bree, her voice icy and cruel.  "I want to hear
it..."

Cindy swallowed: "My ass is yours" she whispered into the phone.
"Say it louder..."

A short pause... "My ass is yours"   this time Cindy's voice was
louder, but came out with a teary note.

"No crying..." Bree warned.  "No crying ever...  if I ever hear
you crying again, I will call 911 right away, so that you will
have a real reason to cry your eyes off, and a nice little four
by four cell to do it in...  Is that understood?"

"Yes.." the younger woman replied, stifling her cries at once.

"Good - one hour Cindy...  that's all the time you have before
you show up at my door to do exactly as you are told... otherwise
I will be making the call and your spoiled, murdering ass will
rot in prison..."

*****

Cindy stood nervously in a guest room at Bree's house   the evil
bitch had escorted her there as soon as Cindy entered the house.
The room was set-up like a professional photo studio; Cindy felt
cold dread rising inside her.

"Take off the robe" 

Cindy untied the robe slowly with a sinking feeling, baring her
toned body in its full nudity  - she stood naked in the middle of
Bree's guest room. 

Bree snickered   "you're gorgeous honey buns...  you must
literally live in the gym.  And a natural blonde, I see..."
Cindy's face reddened   she always had a close shave but it was
revealing all the same. 

"Take a seat" Bree pointed at a slick red chair, which faced a
digital camera standing on a tripod.

 Cindy swallowed and stood her ground for a few seconds   until
Bree gave out a sigh of exasperation and took out her cell phone,
mumbling "now where is the button for 911..."

She hang up, when the younger woman crossed the room in a hurry
and seated herself on the chair.  She was now faced with the lens
of the camera, and a sickening feeling seemed to grasp her
stomach.

"I don't like making empty threats" Bree said in anger, as she
moved behind the camera.  "So, if I find myself having to pull
this trick once more, I am dialing for real, understood bitch?"
"Yes..." Cindy replied in a defeated voice.

"Good" Bree was playing with the camera, looking through the
lenses and making adjustments. Finally, she lifted her head and
shot a mean smile at Cindy.

It was too much for blonde -  a small plea escaped her lips even
though she'd resolved to remain strong.  "Please don't photograph
me, Bree."

A loud click! and a flash of light was her answer.
  
"Aren't we informal, addressing your owner by her first name."
Bree asked.  Another click! sounded.   "Now, as I direct your
little photo session, I want you to respond with 'yes Ma'm' to
every command.  Do you understand?"

She lifted her head up and shot a look at her younger neighbor  
and was satisfied to see Cindy reply with a meek 'yes Ma'm'.

"Alright, okay... time to record the details...  spread your
legs..."

Cindy said "yes, ma'm"   the very words tore at her tongue,
having to address this evil bitch whom she was so sure she'd
bested with utmost obedience and inferiority.  She reluctantly
parted her legs, almost against her will   and she was rewarded
with a fresh click! and flash...

"Wider..."

"Yes, Ma'm"

Click! and flash...

And so it went. 

Cindy was captured from every angle   extreme close ups revealing
every intimate detail to the viewer, and wide shots making sure
her face was clearly visible and recognizable...  Cindy just
could not say no.   Every order for a new position, or a "wider"
exposure, was met with an obedient "Yes, Ma'm".  Bree made her
lift up her own breasts and lick at her nipples, made her stick
her finger inside her pussy, had her lean forward for the
"hanging" shot, all with a slutty smile, and shot picture after
picture.

Bree loved it.  Cindy had to be corrected occasionally into
producing a wanton smile for the benefit of the camera, but Bree
didn't mind   she could tell from Cindy's face that it was almost
more than she could stand.  And Bree loved the derision she was
inflicting.  Cindy would pay for sticking her nose into Bree's
business and humiliating her in the committee meetings   she
still burned with the memory of that.  There would indeed be
payback and more...  'Stupid little bitch' she almost chuckled as
she took shot after shot...  These very pictures would keep Cindy
as her little puppet to toy with in any way she liked, as long as
she wanted...  And she had such delicious ideas   delicious to
her, terrifying to her defeated adversary...  By the time Bree
was finished, the poor bitch would be a walking, crawling synonym
for public humiliation; she'd be a ridiculous amusement for
everyone, dying in shame as she was laughed and leered at...  
And Bree would have shown everybody that she was to be respected
and feared, and never to be screwed with.
  
And she loved breaking and humiliating the beautiful Cindy anyhow
she had always possessed a natural cruel streak, but now
without any limits on her, any reason to restrain herself, she
was free to unleash her spite on her well-deserving little bitch
of a rival...    

The anxious expressions that slipped through Cindy's careful
choreography, the little involuntary moans or cries of distress
or disgust that escaped her lips as she performed the commanded
acts absolutely thrilled Bree.  She was going to have endless fun
with the younger woman...  

"Ok  slut..." Bree said, and noted with great pleasure how that
one word was enough to strike a nerve with Cindy   so, she was
still too proud to be called a 'slut', wasn't she?  Probably all
her life people had looked at the body on her and the sexy face
covered by all that blonde hair, and thought of her as 'slut',
and she'd fought so hard to battle that image...  Except now, she
was busy posing for nude pictures of utmost disgrace, like a true
slut...  Bree had lost boyfriends and attention of men to sexy
blondes like this all her life even when she knew she was
good-looking herself...  Gentlemen preferred blondes, after
all...  But now it was time for pay-back on all blonde bimbos...
in the form of Cindy...  

"Now, hop on the bed, slut..."

Cindy winced at being called a slut, yet a new wave of fright
flooded her mind when she turned her attention to the bed.  It
was covered with red satin sheets, slick and outrageously  bright
...

"Chop chop...  atta girl, on the bed..."

Bree had started jiggling with her phone again, so Cindy gave a
quick 'Yes, Ma'm' and climbed on the bed on all fours...
"Good girl...  Now, slut, open the top drawer on the bed side
table, take out what you see..."

Bree had already turned the camera towards the bed, took a few
quick pictures as the young woman leaned over to the side and
opened the drawer, and turned back with an almost comically open
mouth   she was holding a dildo.   A giant, black one, that had
to be nearly 10-inches...  It was incredibly realistic, too, the
shape and texture almost life-like, nearly impossible to tell
apart from a real, outrageously large, African penis...
Cindy looked at Bree almost with empty eyes   did she really
expect her to be able to accommodate something of these
proportions...  

"Ok Slut   for this next act, you need to get yourself wet if you
know what's good for you..."

"Bree, please don't make me do this... Please..." Cindy begged
despite herself.

It was sheer music to Bree.   This was just too much fun, seeing
the blonde slut beg like a little girl...

"Well, it's your call...  one way or other that thing is going in
you... if you prefer dry, we can get started right away..."
It would tear her apart -  seeing no choice, Cindy laid on the
bed, slightly spreading her legs, and began fingering herself to
provide a modicum of comfort even as her other hand held on to
the giant African member...

And Bree shot away as expected:  Click! and flash, click! and
flash...

"Wider slut...  And smile" Bree ordered and Cindy obeyed with a
confirmatory 'Yes, Ma'm'   as if taking orders and sounding her
obedience were already becoming her second nature...

Finally Bree decided, Cindy was ready:  "Enough of that, slut..."
she said.  "Get on your knees..."

Cindy complied, sitting up on the bed.

"You know," Bree said...  , "it is customary to give a good
friend a little kiss, no?"

Still maintaining the fixed frozen smile, Cindy brought her lips
to the giant silicone member.  She pressed her lips and planted a
soft kiss on the head and the camera exploded once more.  

"Good slut... now lick it..."

Cindy did as she was told, licking along the full body of the
silicone tool and at the head, even as Bree shot picture after
picture.  Next, she was told to take it in her mouth and
demonstrate how far back it can take it in her mouth.

Eventually, she even managed to fight against her gag reflex
under strict orders from Bree, and swallowed more than half the
giant, producing surely outrageous pictures for Bree's camera. 
She'd worked the camera, catching every second of Cindy
struggling on the long black rod.

"Good girl...  now, why don't we do away with the pleasantries,
and get that thing to work on your pussy..."

It was hardly a suggestion -  for a second, Cindy's plastic 
smile faltered, delighting Bree even more.  She mimed a grin and
pointed at the upturned corners of her mouth.  Cindy miserably
complied all the while giving the singular impression to any
observer of being overjoyed. 

Bree clicked more pictures as Cindy slowly removed the silicone
giant from her mouth and positioned it in front of her pussy. 
And she started invading herself with it, as more and more
pictures were taken of this intrusion for posterity.  Eventually,
when the giant stretched her to the brink and went in as far as
it could possibly go, surprising Cindy of her capacity to
accommodate, her mouth was hanging open, parted by  a mix of
surprise, discomfort, and natural reaction to unwelcome
pleasure...  Bree was catching every lewd detail, and to the
casual observer it was a scene of a blonde slut fucking herself
shamelessly with a giant dildo worthy of an insatiable
prostitute...

Cindy was ordered to withdraw and insert the fake cock repeatedly
and to Bree's delight, the young woman managed to force a
pretty convincing smile through it all, leaving no doubts to the
viewer that this was an act performed willingly...

Bree finally ordered Cindy to stop and just as the blonde thought
the worst was over, she was ordered to pull out the bottom drawer
of the bedside table   there were two more dildos there, of same
gigantic size and make, but  in two different colors   a
Caucasian white, and a mixed color, that could be Indian or
Hispanic...  In a final degradation she was told to perform the
same act with the other two "ethnicities", and then was made to
entertain two at a time, pushing one inside her stretched pussy
and another in her mouth - Bree congratulated Cindy for
exhibiting real cultural sensitivity with a chuckle and finally
stopped her.  She had taken an hour's worth of most intimate and
humiliating pictures of Cindy, not to mention incriminating   no
one looking at this extensive collection would ever believe there
was anything decent about Cindy...

"Down on the floor slut... on all fours" Bree ordered.

Cindy got off the bed and got down on the floor, and she was
ordered to fuck herself with the black dildo in this position a
few times, as Bree shot more pictures.  Finally, Bree declared
"That's it hon   it's over..."

Cindy removed the black dildo and attempted to rise from the
floor when a snap of Bree's fingers echoed in the room.  She
looked up at Bree, and what she saw caused the greatest horror
she'd felt ever since her ordeal started:

Dangling from Bree's fingers was a burgundy velvet dog collar
studded with little fake diamonds.  In her other hand was a
delicate leash, the type that a grand society dame from New York
might employ.

"Crawl to me, bitch," she ordered, pointing at her feet, and made
a kissing sound, like calling for a dog...

An outraged, painful look was set on Cindy's pristine face.  She
wanted to rise and flee so badly, but there was no way out:  She
hung her head in shame, unable to do much with her helpless anger
and devastated pride.  Feeling abject humiliation, she began
crawling towards Bree, who was smiling superiorly, in total
satisfaction with her work...  

Soon Cindy found herself staring straight at her  mistress' feet,
her blond curls curtained over her reddened face.  

Bree looked down at the supplicated posture of her nude neighbor
at her feet and thought it just couldn't get better.  She leaned
down and whispered at Cindy's ear   "so now tell me slut, who's
bitch are you?"

Cindy paused for a second or two   but she knew she'd give Bree
what she wanted to hear one way or another:  "Yours..." she said
with a low voice.

"Come again, slut?"

"Yours Ma'm" Cindy replied in total defeat.

"Give me full sentences slut" she was corrected once more.
"I am your bitch, Ma'm..." Cindy almost screamed in frustration.
Bree smiled evilly and murmured "yes you are..." and locked the
collar on Cindy's tender neck...

She was sure no one had ever lost as badly as Cindy, or won as
decisively as Bree, In the history of female rivalries...  - and
it was time for the victor to have even more fun...

*****

Bree pulled on the leash and began making her way towards the
backyard...  with Cindy crawling behind her.  She stepped right
out into the yard.

"Where... where are we going?" Cindy asked as they stepped out
into the open.  The backyard was secluded, but a peeking neighbor
could see Bree leading a completely nude, crawling Cindy by the
leash through it...

Bree chuckled:  "Honey, you'd better get used to being naked
outdoors   I plan a lot of that for you...  worthy of a hot,
shameless slut like you to prance her stuff out in the open...
but I doubt good old Mr. Harrison next door is around today to
catch you naked...  we'll have to fix him up another time!"
Cindy shivered in shame as she crawled behind Bree, being totally
nude in open air, led away like a pet...  The crawl of shame felt
like it would never end, but they arrived at Bree's half-finished
extension at last.  Bree led Cindy inside, where she saw lots of
woodwork, construction tools and paint buckets lying around, and
yet another bed in the center, much like the one inside the
guestroom, covered with the same red sheets.

Bree led her directly to the bed and told her to hop on... 
Cindy's leash was attached to the bed post as she once again
found herself naked on a scandalously covered bed in rising
dread...

"Work here will be resuming soon, since there will not be any
more complaints from you..."  Bree explained helpfully...

"As for the bed set-up, well, slut,   the workers I hired for
this little extension project have been sitting idly for 2 weeks,
not getting paid...  thanks to you... and  they are royally
pissed off.  So, I had to offer them a bonus to bring them back
to work...  "

Bree sneered at Cindy superiorly: 

"Such as the limitless sexual favors of the hot little
cockteasing slut that caused them two weeks of pay...  You will
be spending the rest of today making up to them, dear...    and
if I so much as hear a single complaint out of them, well... 

there will be far more humiliating and terrible consequences for
you..."

Cindy tried to open her mouth in protest but nothing came out...
Bree chuckled and left a horrified Cindy behind,  walking back to
the house...

She was seated in front of her computer by the time the Mexicans
arrived and walked into the house extension   she was watching it
on hidden cameras she'd installed the day before.  She couldn't
wait to see Cindy's reaction when she'd let her know her entire
performance was also caught on tape...  She played with the mouse
to zoom in as the first man treated himself to a blow-job from
the sexy neighborhood blonde...

Bree leaned back - she had such wonderful ideas for Cindy...
Keeping one eye on the screen, she began working on the web site
she'd set up   the web site for high-end prostitute Cindy... 
Perhaps, not so high-end since Bree would be picking the
clientele.  After all, a slut fucking half-a-dozen Mexican
construction workers, would fuck just about anyone, no?  Cindy
would cater to any kind of man... and any kind of desire...  It
would be nice little pocket money for Bree too...  She started
picking a choice collection of Cindy's fresh pictures to promote
her shameless services and licked her lips over the humiliating,
subservient, encouraging slogans she'd use to advertise Cindy's
availability to any man, in any way at all...  She'd have to
employ a bit of face-blurring technology of course   as long as
Cindy behaved... She was always talking about how conservative
her family was...   

Her phone rang   it was Liz Sheridan, one of her closer friends
from the Wednesday cocktail parties...

"Aha, yes..." she spoke into the phone... "Indeed, I am hosting
the party this week...  Yes, 6 PM as always..  No, I don't need
any help hon, thanks for asking...  yes, Rebecca and Ashley will
both be coming...  Amanda, too.   What?  Oh yes, Cindy will be
coming...  we sort of made up...  No really... you'll see..."
Bree hang up the phone with a wide smile...  She noticed Cindy
was servicing a fat Mexican by now.  

Yes, Cindy would be present at the Wednesday cocktail party.  But
in a whole new capacity this time...  And she'd be dying in shame
in front of her neighbors...  while Bree had one hell of a fun
afternoon.  

And everyone would know   she, Bree Van de Kamp, was a woman to
be respected...  And Cindy, just the stupid little slut who made
the mistake of her life by trying to screw with Bree...


Cindy Silver Eyes

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Cindy_Silver_Eyes/www/
cse1986@rocketmail.com
*****
Do you like my story?  So, what is it that you like then?  The
one thing that you really like the most?  
Please let me know:  cse1986@rocketmail.com (That's the only
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