Once Upon a Weekend

Julie Campbell was sitting at her work desk reading the lovely card from her lover, Star, describing their last twelve months of passion and discovery, tenderness, and devotion. Smiling, she put down the note and recalled that weekend when she met Star, and everything in Julie's life was turned upside down, and she arrived at this indescribably delicious chapter in her life.

I'd like to tell you the story of that life-changing weekend and how these two amazing people moved from coworkers to friends, to lovers.

*****

Julie was working as a social worker at the Greenland Community Center. The job was okay, but she didn't get along with her bosses. To make matters more challenging, she was living with her Grandfather, who had raised her, and now she cared for him. Every morning, she rose at 5:30, set out his medications, and threw meat, potatoes, and veggies into a slow cooker for their dinner that evening. Work, home, and life were humdrum. She had a boyfriend, a big-shot finance guy named Jay, who had a teeny-weeny weenie that he was very proud of. Julie often had to go into the bathroom and finish the job that Jay couldn't do himself. Hey, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.

All of that changed last year when Winter melted into Spring. Jay went away for an extended business trip, and Julie suspected he was cheating on her. [She later discovered he was.] That same day she spent fighting with her Grandfather's health insurance company—that crap can frustrate the finest of souls. Then she cursed her fate, driving through a blazing thunderstorm to work.

She was the first to arrive at her office, decorated with bright prints and potted plants. Settling at her desk, she sipped exotic tea from her mug emblazoned with "Things Could be Worse" and opened her email messages.

She was shocked to see Glenda's message criticizing the folders she had painstakingly prepared for the center's new members. Then she read a message from the Director explaining that from now on, the social worker [Julie] should respond to any non-physical disturbances occurring in the exercise rooms, not security.

Julie was miffed and disappointed that no one had told her about this policy change. She absently drummed her fingers on her desk and wondered if a job change was in order. Perhaps a master's degree could improve her professional life. "Hm," she thought, "I wonder if the local college has a Master's Program in social work?" She went to their website, clicked the dropdown menus, and discovered they did. Tuition was more money than she expected, but she probably could get help from her Grandfather. Just then, her coworkers began arriving, and she clicked off the college's site before being discovered.

Returning to her email, she read the announcement that the new yoga instructor was beginning work that day.

"Meet Star Townsend. She is from Connecticut, single, and enjoys yoga, rollerblading, and antiques."

Julie clicked on the PDF containing her picture. "Whoa," a deep breath escaped from her lips. Star was a dazzling, exotic woman with a golden-bronze complexion and smoldering almond-brown eyes. A riot of dark dreadlocks framed her gorgeous face; she had full, pouty lips.

Wow! She must get a ton of guys, thought Julie. Then, noticing the time, she clicked off Star Townsend's picture and got to work. Around 4 o'clock, Julie received an urgent call about a disturbance in Exercise Room 1, down the hall.

When Julie entered the crowded room, she witnessed an older man with a fierce look and large, rounded shoulders shouting at a second, more petite man.

"Orientation! I'll tell you who needs to get oriented around here." The man advanced on his victim. Shocked, Julie pushed past the circle of people and grabbed the man by his sweater. She wasn't expecting his strength. He spun her around, shoved her hard against the mirrored wall, and she cracked her head.

Fire rescue was called. They placed Julie in a wheelchair, and Glenda turned to Star, the new instructor, and told her to stay with Julie.

An hour later, Star sat quietly, listening to the doctors explain to Julie that she had experienced a mild concussion and would have to stay in the hospital for one night in case there were any complications.

"But she's going to be alright?" Asked Star.

"Yes, it's just a precaution."

"What are visiting hours?"

"Until ten."

"Tank yuh," Star assured Julie that she would keep her company until they threw her out.

"But you don't have to do that, Star. I feel okay now, and you've been helpful enough and should go home."

"But what if I don't want to? Maybe there's nobody home to keep me company."

Julie was grateful for the company, and when an orderly brought dinner on a tray, Star glanced at the food, sniffed it, and made a face.

"Is something wrong with the food?"

"In school, we used to call this mystery meat. Why anyone would eat it is a mystery to me. I'm going out and getting both of us something edible.

While Star was gone, Julie phoned her Grandfather, updated him, assured him there was no need to worry, and told him that dinner was in the Crock Pot. She called Jay and was leaving a voicemail when Star entered the room like a tropical breeze, carrying takeout. She laid out the dishes from the neighborhood Thai restaurant. It smelled delicious.

"Thank you. It smells heavenly. I'm glad you're here; I'm starving."

"Me too." The girls dug in. As Julie ate, she glanced at Star and began wondering about her. She wanted to know more about her.

"So tell me, is your name really Star?"

"No, it's Nyota, which means Star in Swahili. When I moved to the States to finish high school, some girls made fun of my name. 'Nyota-Toyota,' they called me, which I hated, so I started calling myself Star, and it stuck."

Julie considered this explanation. Star had perfect skin, a glowing complexion, and dark eyes that recalled a velvety night sky. A primal urge swam up from deep in Julie's soul, and she wished to reach across the bed and caress Star, but she maintained her cool.

"—It fits you."

"Thanks." Star grinned.

"Was that your boyfriend you were calling when I walked in before?"

Julie didn't hear her question.

"Julie?"

"What?"

"That phone call to Jay, is he a brother or your boyfriend?"

"I guess he's my boyfriend."

"What does that mean?"

"I don't know... it's just that... oh, never mind."

"You don't want to talk about it?"Julie shook her head, no. "That's okay with me, so tell me how long you've lived here."

"All my life."

"You must like it then."

"It's all I know."

"How about you?"

"I just moved here from Connecticut to take this job."

"Where are you from originally?"

"Jamaica, mon, my mom is Jamaican, and my dad is from the West Indies. You might say I'm a mixture of naughty, nice, and West Indian spice—a Caribbean Queen." She laughed, "How about you? Where did you get your gorgeous auburn hair and those enchanting green eyes?"

Julie blushed. "My dad was Irish, and my mom was from Scotland. I'm a Scottish goddess," she chuckled. Do your parents live here?"

"No, mon, both of my parents live in Jamaica. They're doctors and busy with work and entertaining their rich, stuffy friends. They never had time for me. When I was sixteen, they shipped me to Connecticut to attend an all-girls boarding school, and I lived in dorms ever since, until now."

"Wow. That's different. Where did you go to college?"

"Wesleyan."

"Did you like it?"

"It was okay."

"I mean, living in a dorm, away from home. It must've been lonely at times."

"It could be, but I managed. I wasn't the only lonely girl." Star bit her lip and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. Julie thought she was cute.

"So there were other girls with you. What did you guys do on breaks? How did you get by?"

"Let's just say we ate a lot of sushi," Star giggled.

"—What? What do you mean? I don't get it."

"Sorry. It was a silly joke. Enough about me; how about you? What's your story?"

"My parents died in a car accident when I was young."

"—Omigosh, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay; I was only two or three. I've lived with my Grandfather ever since. He raised me."

"How did that work out?"

"He was great—is great, accept that now I feel like I'm taking care of him."

Star didn't respond. She was thinking about how different her life was from Julie's, but now they were in the same room, working for the same employer, and she suspected they shared the same emptiness.

Meanwhile, Julie looked at Star. She was tall, at least five feet eight inches, with long, agile legs and arms. Her dreadlocks hung down her back to her waist, and her smooth abs had a bright jewel winking from her belly button. She was in great shape.

"Did you ever model?"

"I did some modeling in my teens."

"I thought so; how did that happen?"

"On a dare, I entered an amateur modeling contest. I didn't win, but my height caught a photographer's attention, and I did many shoots for clothing and swimwear magazines."

"No lingerie?" Julie teased.

"No, sorry to disappoint," Star grinned.

"Did you like it? Was it exciting?"

"Not really. In bed by ten and up before sunrise for the shoots. We couldn't go out late and had to watch everything we ate."

"I guess that could get old real fast."

"Yes, mon." Star regarded Julie and then changed the subject. "So tell me, how long have you worked at Greenland Community Center?"

"Two years as of last month."

"Did they throw you a party on your anniversary?"

"No, sometimes I think they'd like to throw me out."

"Why's that?"

"They just don't understand my role there. They treat me like a babysitter. To tell the truth, today I was thinking of leaving."

"That was before you met me." Star looked playfully at Julie, making Julie ponder what she was thinking.

"I thought about going for my Master's. There are more opportunities and more money, too."

"Ya, mon. I hear that. How old are you?"

"Twenty-four."

"Oh, same as me; it's not too late to start."

Right then, the nurse walked in. "Sorry, but visiting hours ended about thirty minutes ago."

Star drew up to Julie's bedside, leaned forward, and drew a line down along Julie's cheekbone with her index finger, making her tremble: "Inna di morrows. See you tomorrow, Julie. We can continue this, then."

As Star exited, Julie found herself following Star's exquisite ass in those yoga tights and wishing she could leave with her.

The next day, Star picked up Julie and drove to work. Her VW bug was a stickshift, and Julie cast her eyes downward when she shifted. She noted the soft, downy hair on Star's forearm and wanted to place her hand over Star's hand. She was confused by these feelings and made small talk, but the more she talked and listened to the chimes of Star's voice, the more she yearned to touch this woman—to feel her warmth.

At the office, Julie daydreamed and wondered why these affectionate feelings continued creeping up like high tide at the beach. She clicked on the photo of Star and saved it at the bottom of her screen.

Her coworkers stopped by her desk to ask how she was feeling.

"I'm okay, thank you."

"Did they keep you long at the hospital?"

"They kept me overnight just to be safe, but Star stayed and kept me company."

"Star stayed? How nice. Did she stay all night?"

"Goodness no. She stayed until they asked her to leave. Then she picked me up this morning, and we drove together to work. My car has been here since yesterday."

"I see. Well, welcome back."

Moments later, Julie overheard the girls giggling in the next office and overheard someone say, "A budding office romance."

"Tee hee, we need a little drama around here."

Julie ignored this comment, settled into her work, caught up, and tried not to think about Star until late afternoon, when Star poked her cute face into her doorway, catching Julie off guard.

"How is the patient?"

"Hey!" Star's hair was pulled back with a headband, bringing attention to her sweaty brow—her eyes shone like dark sapphires, and radiated warmth. There was an earthiness about her that Julie hadn't seen the previous night. Omigosh, she is gorgeous even when she works out, thought Julie.

"I have a class at 6:30 tonight, but discovered a cute vegan place nearby. Do you want to catch an early dinner? "

"Um, sure," Julie replied. "I'll meet you in the lobby at 5."

Julie was waiting in the lobby when Star came in. She paused at the front desk to speak to a manager, and Julie couldn't stop stealing glances at her. She loved the way the soft material of her tights encased her sexy ass and toned body—getting her own panties in a bit of a knot. When they reached the cafe, she excused herself and went to the restroom, splashed some cold water on her face, and told herself to get a grip. She joined Star in a booth and sat opposite her. "So, how was your day?" Star's elbows were perched on the tabletop, her chin resting on her entwined fingers, her bewitching eyes boring into Julie's eyes, as a warm feeling rushed through her body like she was getting into a hot bath, floating away in a fantasy.

"Julie?"

"What?"

"Are you okay? Your head's alright, girl?"

"Hm? I'm okay... I just remembered I must call my Grandfather and tell him I won't join him for dinner."

"Go ahead and call him; I'm getting the food and something for us to drink."

The poke bowls were delicious, and nobody spoke until Julie broke the silence.

"It was nice of you to invite me for dinner."

"Sure, I like your company. I'm a bit lonesome, you know." Julie looked at her and swooned.

"A girl with your looks, Star; I can't imagine you being lonesome."

"I am. What do you do here on weekends?"

"Nothing. I stay home, read love stories, and watch Netflix and sports with my Grandfather."

"You're kidding me. You don't go out, a pretty girl like you?"

Now, that sounded like a come-on.

"What about this boyfriend? What's his name?" Star said this as she sucked some sticky gravy off of her fingers; she was driving Julie crazy.

"You mean," she answered hoarsely, and took a sip of water. "Ahem, you mean Jay?"

"That's the one. Don't you go out with him?

"Sometimes..."

Julie told Star all about Jay, his frequent trips out of town, and her suspicions about his loyalty. The two heartily laughed when she told her about his teeny-weeny weenie that he was so proud of.

"—Do you like dancing?"

"Sure, what girl doesn't like dancing. The problem is there's nowhere to go without being hit on by a gazillion guys."

"What would you say if I told you I know a place where no guys will bother us?"

Julie peered closely at her. "No, guys; it's not one of those places, is it?"

"What do you mean—those places?" Star smirked.

"You know, it's not a lesbian place, is it?" whispered Julie.

"So what if it is?" Responded, Star," You don't have to be a lesbian to dance there."

"Do you go there?"

"Uhum, sometimes. We can go tonight, unless you want to stay home and read love stories." They laughed.

Julie agreed to go, and that night Star took her to a small, quiet bar frequented by older women.              

Star sat next to Julie at a booth in a corner, and her heart was beating pitter-patter whenever Star stole glances at her generous cleavage. When the DJ played "Lonely Heart," Star surprised her, standing up and taking Julie by the hand.

"Let's dance."

Star was in great shape, and Julie loved watching her shake her hips. Then they played "Anthem." For an instant, Star wrapped an arm around Julie's waist to see how she would react. Julie liked the attention. She felt secure and longed to embrace Star, but resisted the urge. When the song ended, they returned to their seats.

"Phew, I'm outta shape."

"Too many hours sitting on your ass at the community center," Star chided and gave Julie a playful slap on her rear. It stung, but Julie loved it. "You should start rollerblading with me. I go every Saturday to Dyke's Park. What do you say?"

The thought of spending a Saturday morning rollerblading with Star, watching those long lovely legs and staring at her perfect butt for an hour aroused Julie.

"Sure, I'd like that. Let's make it a date." Oh my, she said, "date," blushing. Star giggled, and the two of them froze, locked in a gaze that any passerby would be jealous of.

"—Do you want another drink?"

"Sure, thank you."

Star walked to the bar to refresh their drinks. Julie's eyes followed the seductive sway of her hips. Could I get up the nerve to make a move? She wondered.

Friday night, after leaving the bar, Julie found herself home beneath the covers, reliving each moment, Star's shining eyes, lovely full lips, bright white teeth, her golden-bronze complexion and willowy form, the musical rhythm of her accent.

Her hands crept beneath her pajamas as she fantasized about their naked, sweaty bodies mashed together as their hands explored each other's dripping folds. She began pinching and pulling on a nipple as her other hand nestled in her Golden Valley, and she fingered herself to a shuddering orgasm.

"Ohhh!"

Star lived less than ten minutes away and was also beneath the covers. She was unsure about Julie. She'd had some straight girlfriends over the years and was able to control herself, but Julie radiated a sweetness and sensuality that she could not resist. She longed to comb her fingers through Julie's red curls and suck on those mouth-watering breasts. But she knew that if she made a wrong move, she might scare her away and not have a friend or a lover. One thing she was sure of, her pussy was throbbing, and she stuck two fingers inside of her, rubbing vigorously and bringing herself to an orgasm.

Saturday morning was warm, sunny, and with a slight breeze, perfect for rollerblading. Julie put on a skimpy top, displaying her savagely lusty bust, her nipples poking through the thin material. A pair of denim cutoffs that barely covered her ass completed the sexy ensemble. Then she teased her auburn hair into a high ponytail when her phone chimed.

Star: I'm on my way.

Julie stood by the window and watched Star exit her VW convertible. She wore a dark blue micro-mini dress and a neon headband to set off her dark complexion. Julie sucked in her breath as she bounced up the walkway in that oh-so-sexy outfit. She introduced Star to Paul, her Grandfather. Paul had a lively disposition and was fit and vibrant. They chatted before he left for his Saturday morning Bridge Club.

"You have to keep active, you know." Star smiled and nodded in agreement, "Absolutely."

"He seems like a nice person, your Grandfather."

"Oh, Paul is wonderful. He's been my lifeline since I was a child."

"You are so fortunate. I never had that from my parents."

Once in the park, the girls circled the path, turning the heads of all the guys—and some girls. It wasn't every day you saw a fair-haired Scottish goddess in denim cutoffs rollerblading with an exquisite Caribbean queen, the hem of her short dress blowing up whenever there was a breeze. After two or three revolutions around the park, they stopped to rest beneath a shady elm tree.

"That was so much fun."

"I love coming to the park; the quiet, the sunshine, never gets old."

"I should do it more often. I don't get out often enough."

Star didn't answer. Her mind had taken flight. When she took this job and left Connecticut for good, she felt she was being guided by an unknown force, an invisible hand, and decided to let fate play its hand. She thought of the previous night in the bar and how she was so at ease with Julie and yearned to tell her how she felt without scaring her away. She decided to say nothing; instead, she stood and extended a hand to Julie, inviting her to skate more. Julie took it, and moments later they were racing downhill, hand in hand, and Julie's heart was racing too. She squeezed Star's hand, and she squeezed back, and everything and anything seemed possible.

At that exact moment, Julie saw Jay jogging towards them and slowed to a stop. There was an awkward pause, during which both girls held hands and nobody spoke. Jay looked dumbfounded, staring at Star, who stood almost six feet tall in rollerblades.

"Hi Julie, fancy meeting you here."

"Yeah, I thought you were home resting."

"Well, I did rest, and now I'm getting some exercise. Who's this?"

"Oh, Jay, this is Star. Star, Jay."

"Oh, so this is Jay," grinned Star, rolling her eyes before she skated away. She stopped, waiting at some distance for Julie to rejoin her.

"So you've recovered from that crack on the head?"

"Yes, fully recovered."

"Good thing."

"Yes, I guess I was lucky."

"I guess so..."

With Star waiting nearby, Julie wondered what she had ever seen in Jay. "Well, have a nice day, Jay. It was good talking to you." She rolled away before Jay called her back.

"Who is she?" Jay asked, incredulously.

"—You mean Star?"

"Yes."

"She's a coworker, why do you ask?"

"You just seem very friendly with her."

"Well, maybe we're more than coworkers. Perhaps we're lovers," she grinned lasciviously and skated away, leaving Jay with his tongue hanging out.

They got back in the car and drove to Julie's house. Paul wasn't back, so Julie invited Star inside.

*****

Is this story making you hot or what? I know what it's doing to me, and I haven't even gotten to the juicy part. Julie, the Scottish goddess, was smitten with a Caribbean Queen, and this was what happened next.

*****

Julie made a couple of smoothies, and Star made herself comfortable on the sofa.

"Have you made any inquiries into graduate school?"

"No, I haven't had time." Star nodded in understanding as Julie came around the kitchen island carrying the smoothies. She handed Star a glass and sat beside her.

"You have to decide between two more years of school or putting up with the fuckery they give you at work."

"—Excuse me."

"That's Jamaican for bullshit. You put up with too much crap at work. You deserve better."

"Oh, I know."

"If you were to ask me, I'd say you're too soft with your colleagues. You must assert yourself more, or else they'll walk all over you." Julie knew Star was right and liked how she stood up for her. "You know I could teach you how to get more respect from dem rude gyals in the office."

"Really, how so?"

"You need to go to Glenda when no one is around, look her in the eye, and say, 'I've got a problem.'"

"That's it?"

"Uhum, and then you list your grievances. Be concise, know what you'll say before you say it, talk and taste your tongue."

"—Sorry?"

"It's a Jamaican expression: think before you speak, and be firm but polite. Then they'll respect you. That's very important."

"That sounds like practical advice. Thank you."

"Sure, mon—say, why do you call your Grandad by his first name?"

Julie was staring at Star's shapely thighs and wondered what she would do if she placed a hand on her leg. She didn't hear her.

"Julie?"

"Hm?"

"Why do you call your Grandad Paul?"

"Oh, when I was young and introduced him as my Grandfather, my classmates would snicker or make cutting remarks, so I just started calling him Paul. Suddenly, my classmates were in awe of me, addressing an adult by their first name, and I got respect."

Julie looked up at Star, and the two exchanged long glances. Star's dark eyes were mesmerizing. Julie could smell her scent, and her heart started racing like it had while rollerblading.

"Interesting. Did he ever consider remarrying?"

"I don't know; he doesn't talk about it—least not to me, but I'd like to see him meet a nice woman. I think everybody deserves to have another person in their life. Don't you?"

"Every hoe have dem stik a bush."

"What's that?"

"There's someone out there for everyone. Actually, I've met somebody." Star casually draped an arm over Julie's shoulder, making her shiver.

"Oh? That's nice," answered Julie, disappointed.

"Yeah, someone who is very, um, how should I say it..." Star seductively poked the tip of her tongue between her lips as she looked for the right word—"sweet." Julie resigned herself to fate. She put her drink on the floor and pondered the crazy pattern on the living room carpet.

"But there's a problem."

"What's that?"

Star scratched the back of her neck, arching her spine, bringing her tits forward. Julie wasn't wearing any panties and knew that if she squeezed her legs together, she might make a stain. "They don't know that I want it to be more than friends, and I'm afraid I may scare them off if I say the wrong thing. I don't know what to do." Star's hand dropped onto Julie's thigh. If Julie shifted her legs even slightly, a discharge would occur between them.

"Ahem," trying to control herself, Julie said, "Well, does he give you any hints that he wants it to be more?"

Star enjoyed this little passion play and grinned like a Cheshire cat before answering.

"Julie?"

"Hm, what?"

"Look at me." Julie looked up and all she could think about was kissing those lovely lips. "It's not a he."

"Sorry?"

"It's not a he, Julie." And here, she ran a hand back and forth over Julie's thigh. "It's a she." Julie's knees began to tremble, and Star looked into her lovely eyes. "It's a she, and she has beautiful, thick auburn hair," Star ran a finger through Julie's hair, "stunning green eyes," her hand lightly brushed Julie's brow, "and a gorgeous figure." Using her index finger, she traced Julie's side before stopping and placing her warm hand back on her thigh.

"She works at the community center. Maybe you've seen her?" Julie was short of breath when Star lightly placed her fingertips beneath Julie's chin and held her gaze. Their faces were inches apart. In a soft, sultry voice, Star breathed, "Do you know her, Luv?"

"Oh, Star," Julie sighed. Star grinned and moved her mouth close to Julie's ear. She stared down the front of Julie's top and noted her chest rising and falling with every breath, and was overwhelmingly aroused, having this Scottish goddess next to her. She leaned over and whispered in Julie's ear, "You are so beautiful. When you first ran into my class, my hopes and dreams became more important than my own flesh or bones, and I've wanted to kiss you ever since." Julie could feel Star's breath on her face and was woozy with desire. Star's lips were coming closer and closer, and Julie closed her eyes. Star's lips crushed against hers, and the Caribbean Winds blew into her soul.

Never had any man kissed her that way. She leaned into it, folded her arms around Star's neck, and kissed her passionately. A low moan escaped from her lips. Star pushed her tongue against Julie's lips; she opened her mouth, and the two deeply tongue-kissed. Star's wonderful tongue painted erotic pictures inside of Julie's mouth. Julie opened up as they used their hands to explore each other. Julie thrilled at the feel of Star's body beneath the thin material of her outfit. She swooned when Star's hands fluttered over her breasts and squeezed them.

"Ohh!"

Star grinned as she slipped her fingers beneath the stretchy fabric of Julie's skimpy top and tugged at it. "Are you okay, Luv?" Julie nodded, raised her arms, and Star pulled off Julie's sports bra and dropped it to the floor. Star gasped at the sight of Julie's rosy, puckered nipples as they bristled to attention. "They're more lovely than I imagined." Star brushed them with the tips of her fingers. "Can I have a little taste?"

"Ohhh, Star," Julie moaned, as Star dipped her head and pursed her lips, gently sucking a pert nipple into her mouth. "Oh," groaned Julie, the warmth of Star's soft lips coursing through her breast. She brought her hand to the back of Star's head and pressed firmly so that she could suck with greater intensity. Star's eyelids were half closed; her cheeks reddened with passion. Julie thrilled as she watched Star lick, suck, and imbibe her tits; it was like having an angel perched on her nipple. She combed her fingers through Star's lovely dreadlocks and keened softly. When Star finally released her, she looked at Julie with ardor and asked, "When does Paul return, Luv?"

"Oh, a couple of hours." Julie managed to squeak out.

"Perfect. Won't you take me to your chamber, darling? I want to love you." Julie stood, her legs shaking. She took Star's hand, lacing their fingers together, and led her into the hushed stillness of her bedroom.

Star guided Julie down to her bed. Julie's body was exquisite to touch, and Star loved how she responded to her advances. Star sucked on the soft part of Julie's neck, eliciting wonderful girlie mewls from her. Then, slowly, meticulously, she pulled off Julie's leggings and

soaking

wet

panties.

She sighed at the sight of Julie's damp pussy, a dusting of red pubic hair covering it.

Julie tumbled onto her plush, satiny blankets with a gentle push of Star's hand and watched as Star slowly undressed, leaving only her panties on. Star knelt next to Julie, who mooned over her and, with passion and wonder, ran her hands through Star's hair, kissing her deeply, squeezing her tits, and sucking on her inviting dark nipples. Star trilled softly, and Julie was so pleased that she could bring pleasure to this Caribbean queen.

Shortly, Star pulled back, making Julie whimper with the departure of that nipple from her mouth. "Oh, baby. I am so wet; please take off my panties." Julie reached down as if in a dream and peeled off Star's lace thong. She noted how it stuck to her center and gathered the lacy garment against her nose, inhaling Star's sweet and musky scent. She embraced her waist with one arm and with her free hand explored Star's shapely ass, marveling at its firmness and delighted to find her wet. Star grinned and mounted Julie, pushing her down and wrapping a leg around her. She bent her leg so her knee was pointed out for added thrust, and they settled into a comfortable position with Julie's mouth buried in the crook of Star's neck. Julie kissed and sucked the milky satin of Star's neck as they mashed their tits and pussies together. It was an arousing tug of war. Julie pressed her hand to Star's firm ass and gave her cheek a strong squeeze.

"Oh, baby, that's what I mean by asserting yourself."

Julie giggled as the fingers of her other hand spidered on Star's bare, sweaty back, and she pushed harder into her lover's pelvis.

"Oh," exclaimed Star, who gyrated her pussy in faster circles against Julie.

"Ah, uhm."

Star grabbed both of Julie's arms and held her down by the wrists as she changed to a simple back-and-forth motion, her dreadlocks and pert nipples brushing against Julie's nipples, sending tiny jolts of joy to her pussy. Julie's eyes opened wide, and she stared back into Star's eyes. Star peered into Julie's face, twisted in an expression of rapture; her brow pebbled with sweat. She kissed Julie's luscious mouth and pushed her tongue inside, sucking on her tongue before she released her and rose slightly, allowing Julie to dip her mouth down to suck a hard nipple into her mouth, causing Star to cry out, "Oh, Luv!" Star yearned to taste Julie. Releasing her wrists, she scooted down her form, trailing kisses and prying Julie's trembling thighs wide. Julie's pussy lips were swollen and glistening. Star kissed up and down the inside of Julie's thighs and ran her tongue around Julie's pussy without touching it, sending Julie into a frenzy. Using her tongue, she traced around and around Julie's pussy, only stopping to blow her hot breath on her swollen lips. "Mmm, you are so wet, baby."

"Oh," Julie moaned, "take me, Star. Please, eat my pussy and make me come." This was music to Star's ears. She stuck out her pretty pink tongue and slowly pushed it into Julie's aching pussy, eliciting a cry of pleasure from the desperate girl. Julie thrust her hips against Star's mouth, grabbing the back of her head with one hand as her other knotted into the bedsheets.

"Ugh! Ahh!!!"

Star lapped those pink folds with the flat of her tongue, her tongue gliding through Julie's soaking folds, the pearly white of her precum-coating Star's tongue and lathering inside her mouth. Star paused a moment before plunging two fingers into Julie's hot pussy, causing her hips to rise off the bed.

"Ohhhh!"

Julie wasn't prepared for those fingers, and as they thrummed inside her pussy, her head thrashed side to side. She felt her pussy walls contracting and wantonly met Star's thrusts, trying to increase the pleasure. Star moved her digits in and out before turning her hand over and curling her fingers inside Julie's love tunnel.

"Omigosh!" Julie winced. She fiercely thrust her hips forward, trying to fuse her kitty to Star's hand. An exquisite tension, like the tightening of a seatbelt, banded through Julie's core. She squeezed her eyes shut and felt like she was on a swing soaring over a tranquil blue sea and white sandy beaches. She watched a flock of birds streak across the sky. One leg started trembling when Star captured her desperate, determined clit and gently sucked on it. As Julie whined and winced, Star sucked harder and pulled a trigger, and suddenly, there was a burst of light behind Julie's eyelids; the birds scattered into a thousand pieces, casting her skyward.

"UGH! OH, STAR! AHHHH!!!! OH, OH, OHHH FUCK!!!!" She shrieked, shuddered, and shook, pressing her pussy against Star's mouth, emptying her briny gravy into her lover's mouth, who greedily sucked as Julie's cum filled her mouth and slid down her throat.

Julie had never experienced such an orgasm. Her brain floated down like a balloon, settling in a field of tall grass. She imagined an exotic bird fluttering through the room and never felt this wonderful, this complete. When she opened her eyes, Star was kneeling between her legs with a look of tenderness and affection. Julie extended her hands to her lover and beckoned to her, "Hold me!"

They tongue kissed. Julie ran her hands over Star's lovely face, rubbed her finger along Star's top lip, and noticed a glistening line.

"Is that my cum on your lip?"

Star wiped her lip with a finger and tasted it. "Yes, it is; you gave me a little mustache, a cum-stache. Do you like it?"

The girls giggled and caressed, and it wasn't long before they began moving against each other—Star's knee in Julie's crotch. Julie rode Star to another orgasm, not as powerful as the first, but deeper and sweeter.

"It's my turn now," said Star as she rolled Julie onto her belly. Julie shrieked as Star placed a pillow between Julie's tummy and the bed. "What are you going to do to me now, you nasty girl?"

"This will be for both of us," answered Star.

She began massaging Julie's ass. Julie's lips were open and dripping wet. Star leaned in to lick around her anus. Julie moaned with delight, and Star stuck her fingers in her mouth to moisten them and then ran her fingertips over Julie's pussy. "Oh!" Her ass jumped up, and Star took this as an invitation, slipping two fingers inside her Royal Wetness. Julie groaned loudly. Star moved up to straddle a leg, simultaneously driving her fingers in and out of Julie's pussy, while rubbing her throbbing pussy against Julie's ass cheek.

"Oh, Fuck me, Star," Julie whimpered. Star pressed harder. Julie was panting, and she could feel her quivering beneath her; she was so close. Star added a third finger, and Julie bucked fiercely, "Oh fuck, FUCK!" she yelped as her body shook, and she squirted on the mattress as Star's body tensed, and she came too, gushing all over Julie.

Star rolled off of Julie, a bracelet of pearly cum connecting her pussy to Julie's sweet ass cheek. They cleaned themselves up, and the girls nestled close together, grinning, looking into each other's eyes, and kissing cheeks, noses, forehead, and ears.

Julie felt so free and uninhibited and started laughing uncontrollably.

"What is it? What's so funny?"

"I just got your joke."

"What joke?"

"You know, the one you told me in the hospital. The one about being in the dorm with the other lonely girls... eating sushi... haha... I just got it."

"That's so funny, and I was so afraid that I scared you away with that joke."

"It went over my head until now."

"You know, we called Wesleyan, 'lesbian university.' The girls heartily laughed, cuddled, and kissed some more. "You are wonderful, Luv."

"So are you, Star. I feel so, so fulfilled. But you better be going, Paul will be back soon."

Star got up and began dressing. "Well, the good news is you won't have to finish things off yourself, like you did with Mr. teenie-weenie."

"Definitely not," chuckled Julie.

Star grinned, leaned over, and the new lovers passionately kissed.

"I'm off, but I'll text you later. Don't let Paul catch you bare."

And she was out the door.

*****

Geez, I'm writing this in my kitchen in my oh-so-silky pajamas, and my nipples got so hard just now. But I did a good job restraining myself from sticking my hand inside my bottoms. Writing this story would have taken me a week if I hadn't.

*****

Julie wasn't sure how long she'd slept, but when she awoke, she jumped into the shower, reliving the steamy, passionate lovemaking she'd experienced with Star. She wondered when there would be more playtime. Paul had returned when she exited her room and was drying her hair.

"Hey, how was the rollerblading?"

"Pretty intense."

"Really? I didn't know rollerblading could be intense."

"Oh, yes, with Star it is; I'm exhausted." She blushed, carrying her bedsheets to the washing machine, they smelled like a briny bog, marinated in sweat and cum. Then she made some tuna sandwiches for Paul and herself.

"Star seems like a nice girl."

"Oh, she is, Paul; she is so nice. You have no idea." She answered in a hoarse voice that belied her intent.

"Is Star her real name?"

"No, her real name is Nyota, it's Swahili for Star."

"Interesting, is she single?"

"—Yes."

"And how is Jay?"

"Ahem, Jay has become increasingly boring, and I have reason to believe he's fooling around behind my back. I'm thinking of breaking up with him."

"Really? Then why is it that you've been nothing but smiles of late? In fact, right now you look as happy as someone who.... well, never mind. I don't want to say it."

"Well, I guess my little bump on the head woke me up to the finer things in life." She grinned. "How about you? Seeing anyone?"

"Dana."

"Hmm, Dana, who is she?"

"She's a woman I met playing bridge. A widow. She's ten years younger than I."

"Look out, world!" Julie cracked.

"I can handle it... I think."

Julie smiled and nibbled at her sandwich. After today, making love no longer sounded like a phrase to loosely throw around. Now, everything in Julie's world had a bright halo around it. But she wasn't about to share this with Paul; instead, she thoughtfully changed the subject.

"Paul, I was thinking about returning to school and getting my masters in social work. It would make me more marketable, and I could earn more. What do you think?"

"Hm, if there's anything life has taught me, it's that when you think a change may improve your circumstances, it's best to make that change, and the liabilities can go to hell, if you know what I mean."

"I thought you might say that. It's a bit more expensive than I was expecting. I could get a loan, but then I'd have to pay interest, so I was wondering if I could borrow the money from you?"

"That would be fine. But—"

—DING

Julie's phone chimed.

Star: Hey, did you have a good nap? Are you up for having dinner tonight?

Julie was thrilled to hear from Star, and the prospect of going out to dinner with her was exciting.

Julie: Yes!

Star: I'll pick you up in two hours. Wear something sexy. Panties are optional.

Julie forgot about grad school and told Paul she was going out for dinner. "I won't be home till late. But, I can whip you up something if you'd like."

"No, it's unnecessary; I'll order from Wan's. Have fun!"

Two hours later, Julie's phone chimed again.

Star: I'm on my way, Luv.

They enjoyed an intimate candlelit dinner beneath the fairy lights on the terrace of Pointe of View, a romantic dining spot on the highest peak outside of town. They dined on mussels seasoned with saffron and yellow tomatoes with a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc, and talked about their lives, interests, and plans. But honestly, between the wine and Star's enchanting eyes, Julie would be happy if Star were reading her tax return aloud. She was hypnotized. For her part, Star was thinking about all the girls she'd ever known, the kisses, cuddles, and amorous moments when she pretended it was love. Star had to resign herself to the truth: she was falling for Julie in a big way. When she reached across the table and clasped her hand, Julie squeezed it in return.

"Let's go for a walk, Luv."

She stood, not letting go of Star's hand, and left the restaurant to stroll down cobblestone streets canopied with drooping maples, Julie's arm looping through Star's. They walked over the stone bridge that crossed the canal and sat on a bench overlooking the quiet waters.

Julie dropped her head on Star's shoulder and inhaled her vanilla scent.

"Today, after you left, I remembered something I had blocked out."

"Oh, what's that?"

"When I was in 5th grade, I was sitting in the cafeteria with three or four other girls—classmates. They were talking about boys: which ones were cute, who had the nicest hair, you know that sort of thing."

"Go on."

"And I said, 'What about Tricia, isn't she pretty?'"

"—No! You didn't?"

Julie laughed, "I did. She had beautiful, long blonde hair and soft blue eyes."

"—Stunning."

"She was."

"So what happened? Did the other girls say anything?"

"They looked at each other and laughed at me. Like, isn't she a weird one?"

"Did anything ever happen between you two?"

"No."

"Damned. I was hoping to hear a good story."

"No story. She found Jesus in high school and was stuck-up. But, from then on, I understood that you didn't talk about girls that way, even if you felt that way."

"Wow!"

"Yes, I just buried that impulse and behaved like all the others: giving guys BJs beneath the bleachers, sleeping with them in college, and never enjoying the sex."

"Seriously, until now."

"Yes, until now."

"Today was something special, yes?"

Julie sighed, "Yes, it was wonderful. It was such a relief to get things right finally. It was a real breakthrough. Thank you."

"You're welcome; it was special for me, too, Luv." Star caressed Julie's sweet cheek. Julie responded by kissing the soft spots on Star's neck, and soon, Star was nibbling her earlobe. She suggested that they go to her place.

Meanwhile, Paul was cleaning up in the kitchen at his house when he noticed something on the floor, peaking out from beneath the love seat. Stooping down, he recovered Julie's skimpy top. After considering the big smile on Julie's face when she left to meet Star, and her admiration for her new friend, he concluded that it was no accident that her top was on the floor, instead of the laundry where it should be, and let out a hearty laugh. He was happy for her. Then he phoned Dana, his girlfriend, and invited her to stay the night.

"My granddaughter won't be coming home tonite," he told her.

Back at Star's house, while still in the foyer, Julie wrapped an arm around Star's supple waist, pinned her against the wall, and moved her hands over her body, eliciting a sigh from the pretty Island Girl. Then, she ran her fingers through Star's long "dreads" and an index finger along her strong jaw, kissing her deeply.

"Ummm."

They made out for several minutes, first on the lips and then a deep tongue kiss that filled Star with need. Sensing this, Julie deliberately unbuttoned Star's top, revealing her excited breasts, the dark nipples protruding from her large areolas and begging to be sucked. Julie lowered her head and took a taut nipple into her mouth while pulling up the hem of Star's skirt as high as it would go.

"Ohh! Somebody is feeling frisky."

Julie sucked, licked, and kissed an aching nipple, making her lover moan with satisfaction. Then Star spun Julie around and pressed her against the antique sideboard cabinet. She pulled Julie's shirt out, unbuttoned it quickly, and dropped it to the floor. Julie wasn't wearing a bra, and her lovely breasts were at attention. Star licked her lips in anticipation, squeezing Julie's breast with one hand while lovingly sucking the other, eliciting cries of pleasure from her lover. Julie looked down and watched that pretty little tongue flick over a ripe nipple before lightly biting it, causing her to roll back her head, close her eyes, and groan.

Star lowered her hands and pulled up Julie's tight skirt, pleased to see she wore no panties. Julie's back was against the sideboard, and Star easily lifted her onto it. She played with her tits a little longer before Julie slid back down to the floor, and reached down to spread her outter lips with her thumb and index finger, asking Star to venture south. Star methodically explored the swell of her pussy, her index finger gliding up and down Julie's slit. It was as slick as a landing strip covered with oil, making Star dizzy with desire. "I need to taste you, Luv," and she dropped to her knees, her tongue earnestly licking Julie's pleasure patch. But an instant later, she changed her mind, stood, turned Julie around, pressed her over the sideboard, and pulled her skirt down to her ankles. Star bent down and buried her face between those golden globes, before standing and using her left hand to massage Julie's anus as she guided the two fingers of her right hand and stuck them from behind into Julie's slick slit.

"Ohh, Geez!!!"

Star thrummed the fingers of her one hand in and out of Julie's sopping wet pussy, simultaneously Julie could feel Star's other hand against her anus, pressing against the inside-back of her vagina. The double action was exquisite, and Julie bent over and stuck her ass out as far as possible. Star's hand and wrist were drenched with juices, and Julie's pussy began dripping onto the parquet flooring like plumbing gone bad—plop, plop, plop...

"Oh Star... mmm," she mewled like a cat in heat. "Don't stop... ughh!"

Star's wrist was sore, but she increased the tempo, gunning her digits like a power tool; she wouldn't let up. "Come for me, baby, let yourself go," demanded Star. Julie's breath came in ragged intervals, like pages torn from a book.

"Oh, just like that, just like that," she cried, her voice rising an octave.

"Come, Luv, let it go, let it go!" Julie was on the edge. She caught her reflection in the mirror, her hair a mess, beads of sweat on her forehead, her face flush with unrestrained passion. Star thrummed faster. "Yes, yes, just like that... ohhhhhh Star... I'm going to cum!!! UGHHHHH," she cried, throwing back her head. "OHHH..... I'm cumming, I'm cumming, Star!!!! AHHHHH!!!" Wave upon wave of bliss blasted through her. Her body shook, and she collapsed across the antique sideboard, cum dripping down the inside of her thighs.

Star had to brace her against the furniture, lest she collapse; her legs were shaking from her spine-tingling climax.

Once recovered, Star took Julie's hand and led her into the living room, where she settled into a wingback chair and opened her legs. Star's panties were still on and Julie got on her knees, and kissed the swell of Star's pussy through the thin lacy material, eliciting a sigh from her lover. Pleased that she was giving her pleasure she ran her tongue from her pussy right up to her clit, stopping to squeeze her vagina with her lips. Then she moved to her thigh, placing soft kisses as she journeyed down to her knee and back, before switching to the other leg. Star began rolling her hips and softly moaning. Encouraged, Julie sat up and kissed her smooth belly just above the waistband of her panties and then used her fingers to pull down her panties and take them off slowly. She bent forward and inhaled Star's sweet fragrance. The feel of Julie's breath near her aching pussy was torture, and Star spread her legs and held her feet in the 'baby pose,' begging for relief.

Star was astounded when Julie told her on the ride home that she wanted to lick her pussy. Even after attending "Lesbian University," she'd never seen a girl move from men to femme so fast. And Julie was so fucking good at it, she was sure the girl's tongue descended from Gaelic goddesses.

Julie spread Star's outer lips, and the bright pink flower blossomed at her touch. "Mmmm, baby," Star muttered under her breath. Julie watched Star's head roll back on her shoulders, and she knew what her lover was feeling. Using the edge of her lips she kissed lightly around her vagina, and on her mons, teasing her.

Star was shaved clean and her vagina called her. She lightly flicked and fluttered her tongue from the bottom to the top of Star's satin-smooth slit. It was her first pussy, and one day she would worship it, but today she paid careful attention to Star's reactions and learned fast, going up and down, and licking at the soft wet petals of Star's pussy for several minutes. She peered at her lover, who appeared lost in a misty dreamland, and Julie's tongue curled up inside of Star's kitty like a pussy cat cuddling into her favorite sunlit corner. She sucked and pulled on the lips as Star groaned with satisfaction. Julie knew it was because she made Star feel this way, and with renewed confidence, she stuck her limber tongue in deeper to elicit a rasping moan from Star and began licking higher and higher.

Star let go of her feet and spidered her fingers into Julie's scalp, encouraging her sweet love to continue. She exhaled loudly and cried out, "your tongue feels so fucking good inside my pussy."

When Star's clit made an appearance, Julie thought it a rare jewel emerging from the lusty folds of Star's pussy. She shut her eyes and found Star's spirited clit with her mouth, capturing it between her tongue and swollen anxious lips.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

As Julie nibbled at Star's lucky lady, Star's essence contracted to a single luminescent point. "Oh, Julie," she rasped as Julie raised a finger to her glory hole and seized the kingdom. The first seismic waves flowed from her core, and she dug into Julie's scalp more forcefully. Her body tensed and hitched. She surrendered to her lover's ministrations, tumbling into Shangra La without a crash helmet, "Oh, yes, ohhh yesss, right there, right there," she crooned and then came with a torrent, "AHHHH!!! FUCK, FUCK!!!" emptying everything she had onto Julie's slick tongue.

*****

Omigosh, right now, my pussy is an inferno, when my baby comes home, I'm not bothering to pull her into the bedroom; I'm bending her over the couch, flipping up the back of her short skirt, and pounding her from behind with a strap-on!

*****

That night, they enjoyed a feast of rapture, crossing uncharted waters and bringing each other to higher and higher levels of pleasure. Julie fell asleep with the cries of Star calling ringing in her ears.

The morning sun shone through the opaque curtains, shimmering on two blissfully happy sleeping angels. Julie was the first to stir. She opened her eyes to see her sleeping darling in her arms. She stroked Star's bare arms and kissed her until she opened an eye and grinned.

"You were amazing last night."

"And how was I yesterday morning?" She teased.

"That too." Julie was so fulfilled and happy. She lightly ran the tip of her finger over Star's brow, jawline, and lips. Star breathed a heavenly sigh and, placing a hand behind Julie's head, brought her close. The two lovelies passionately kissed.

"You know, I may not let you leave your job at the center, the thought of having you in my bed at night and down the hall during the day is something I won't easily part with."

Julie grinned and ran a hand along Star's smooth, strong body to rest on her delightful butt. "It's challenging. I've changed, and I'm not going anywhere without you."

"For real? You mean it? If you are serious, I want you to do something for me right now."

"What's that, dear?"

Julie hadn't finished speaking before Star grabbed Julie's phone and was scrolling through her contacts.

"—What are you doing?"

"Calling your bluff."

Jay answered on the third ring, and as Julie tried to pull the phone away from her, Star spoke: "Hello, Jay? Good morning, big guy. This is Star... That's right, the girl that was with Julie in Dyke's Park. Listen, Julie wants to say something to you. Hold on, she's right next to me."

"Uh, hello, Jay... hmm... I'll keep this short. I've just spent the most amazing weekend in Star's bed. She can do more with her fingers and tongue than you ever could with your teeny-weeny weenie...." She paused, waiting for a response, but there was none. "We have to break up, Jay. Goodbye."

She hung up, and the two lovers laughed. Star couldn't be happier. She kissed Julie on her lips, her head, and her arms, tickled her smooth tummy, and kissed her everywhere she could reach. Julie couldn't stop giggling.

Then Star got up, stole across the room to her dresser, her sexy ass looking extra perky in the morning light, and removed an eight-inch long purple silicone dildo out of a hot pink bag.

"Oh, my, is that for me?"

"Only if you say please."

Standing above her, Star turned the dildo in her hands, stuck it between her legs before putting it in her mouth and giving it a good suck, making it slippery and wet. Then she lay down next to Julie, and setting aside the toy, she pressed her fingers into her scalp, indicating that she wanted to kiss. They molded their mouths together, moaning with satisfaction, their tongues twirling with erotic amour. Star's mouth lowered to suck on Julie's large breasts, and Julie cried and keened with pleasure as Star loved on her tits and played with her pussy. Once Julie was wet, Star withdrew her hand from her pussy and reached for the gargantuan silicone beast. Julie, always the obedient one, spread her legs as Star dragged that dildo back and forth over Julie's swelling kitty, showing no mercy.

"Mmmm, how's that feel, kitten?"

"Oh gosh. I'm so turned on."

"Do you think you can handle it?"

"Oh yes. It will feel so good. Put it inside of me."

"What's the magic word?"

"Please, darling. Please."

Star grinned and pushed the head against Julie's opening.

"Oh!" she grimaced.

And Star slowly inserted the dildo into the folds of Julie's lovely hot pussy, watching her beautiful hole grow wider, her sweet juices oozing and dribbling onto the sheets as she pushed it further inside of her.

"Ohhh, ohhh," she cried.

Twisting the toy back and forth, Star got so hot watching the beast disappear inside of her lover. Julie's face was screwed up in an expression of absolute rapture. Her hips rose up to meet Star's thrusts. Still stretched out alongside her, Star sucked on her nipples, now very hard, while moving the monster in and out. Julie's juices coated the enormous thing; her brow was covered in sweat, saliva formed at the corners of her mouth, and dribbled down her chin as she began thrashing on the bed. The sensation of Star's lips sucking on her breast and the movement of the dildo was too much for her.

"Omigosh, baby." She whimpered. "Don't stop, don't stop."

Star ran the silicone colossus in and out one last time before pulling it out entirely, giving Julie a wicked grin.

"Wha? Put it in. Fill me! I'm dying!"

That's what Star wanted to hear, and she pushed the monster back in with one fluid movement.

"OHH FUCK!" Julie screamed, arching her back to meet Star's thrust. Hormones were released, the muscles in her midsection began contracting with a rhythm all their own, and like wild horses suddenly set free, neurotransmitters fired staccato in her brain. She nearly jumped off the bed.

"Ahhh! Oh Fuck! FUCK! FUCK!!!!!!" Julie's body coiled and stretched, her cum spraying all over Star's hand, and the bed sheets. She blindly swung her hand, swatting Star's hand off the dildo as she tumbled down the ravine, splattering into pieces.

It was the most erotic thing Star had ever seen, and as Julie's orgasm subsided, Star slowly removed the tool, and each of them licked it off with pleasure. Tears of joy filled Julie's eyes. She was totally satisfied.

*****

Returning to the present, at her desk, Julie recalled how she had come out to her Grandfather and employer after that weekend. She moved in with Star. [And Dana moved in with her Grandfather.] She also changed her mind about graduate school and demanded that her employer give her a raise and show her more respect.

Julie placed the radiant purple roses from Star next to the photo of her on the desk. She looked at her coffee mug with the slogan "It could be worse" painted on the side, tossed it in the garbage, and considered all the ways she would please her sweetheart tonight. She remembered that it had been a year ago this weekend, when she received a bop on the head and everything in her life was turned upside down, but she landed right side up and thanked her lucky Star.

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