Date: Thu, 14 Jun 2012 22:39:12 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Fighting Pirates. Part Twelve.

  This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments, good
or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

   Part Twelve

     We sailed out of Kingston the next morning and spent five days at sea,
passing back through Mona Passage and on towards San Juan. It was late
afternoon when the Wasp signalled for us to hove to and we furled our sails
as we slowed down and came almost alongside it. Their jolly boat was down
and I watched as William, Dinky and another man get into the boat to be
rowed over the short space between us.

     `Welcome aboard the Hornet sir,' I said to William as he climbed
aboard.

     `Glad to be here. Now let's get underway and head in towards the
island.' Our sails were let loose again as he explained that the Wasp was
going out to sea and we would rendezvous again in two days time. Her jolly
boat was now being hoisted aboard and her sails were loosed and she veered
off seawards as we approached the island of Puerto Rico. The man he had
brought with him was called Garcia, a Portuguese who spoke fluent Spanish
and as night fell, we hove to just off the island and the jolly boat was
lowered and Garcia went on board and was ferried over to the island. He was
given three weeks to get to San Juan, find out what he could and get back
to this same place to be picked up again. He'd been given some money so
that he could frequent the taverns for any news that would help us.

     Midge was glad that Dinky had come aboard with William for he knew
that William would be sharing my bed so he would be able to find somewhere
for him and Dinky to have fun with each other at the same time. With just
the t'gallants set, we slowly moved along the coast and hove to a couple of
leagues from the town and would wait till an hour before daybreak to move
in closer. With the watch being notified when to call us, we went down to
my cabin.

     Both Dinky and Midge saw to our dinner and drinks and we waited until
all was finished and cleared away and them told to stay away for the night,
we were finally left alone.

     `It's been a long time now since we were able to spend a whole night
together Jim,' he said as he held me in his arms and we kissed.

     `I know, and I've been looking forward to this,' and began to take his
shirt off. It didn't take long before I had him naked before me and I
couldn't help but gaze at his perfect body in the candle light as I took
mine off. He already had an erection as I did which was revealed when my
trousers came off and I then went and knelt down before him and took the
reddish purple head of his cock into my mouth. It was hot and throbbing and
I ran my hand up and down the silken sheath that covered that bar of steel
that I loved. I sucked and nibbled on him for a moment or two before
releasing him as I wanted it inside me. He smiled and kissed me again when
I stood up and his hand stroked my erection before we got onto the bed and
I had the pleasure of having him behind me again and pushing his pulsating
cock up into my back passage.

     I gurgled with delight as his length filled me and his thighs came up
to my bum and I squeezed him as I nestled myself back towards him to get
him as tight as possible inside of me. He stroked my naked back and ran his
fingernails up along my sides and made me shiver and tingle at the erotic
sensation that it gave me. Then he began his movements and moved himself in
and out as he fucked me to our mutual pleasure and his relief when he came
quite hard inside of me. I didn't have to ask for what I wanted and he
leaned on my back, his cock still twitching inside of me as he took hold of
my erection and masturbated me till I came all over the bed sheet.

     I washed his cock and wiped up my mess leaving the sheet damp but I
didn't care and laid on this patch as we lay on our sides and held each
other as we kissed. Our tongues constantly touching each other in between
the sucking of them.

     It was an hour before his piece rose up again but this time I moved
down the bed and took him into my mouth. This was the next best thing to
having it up my bum, to still feel him throb and pulsate as my tongue
licked over the head. I nibbled and chewed my way up and down his shaft
before getting down to it and rubbing it firmly with my hand as I sucked
and had that lovely gift of having his semen gush out into my mouth as my
lips held the base of the head as he came. He gave out a sigh as he came
and I gurgled with delight and then gargled with his sperm before
swallowing that nectar of my God.

     We nestled together like spoons with him behind me and that's how we
slept. It was a knocking of the cabin door that woke us and a voice saying
that it was an hour before dawn. It was nice to come awake and feel a hard
erection pressing up to my back and I whispered to William that it would
only take a minute or two as I rolled onto my front and he got across my
back and forced his way into my prone body and it was harder for him to
enter this way, but he got there in the end and rode on my back till he
came with some lovely thrusting, creaming my insides with his fertile
liquid.

     He even washed himself before getting dressed and me doing likewise
before going up on deck and telling Parks to rouse all hands. Though he was
the senior captain, I was the captain of the Hornet and so he left me to
give all the orders while he stood by me. He advised me in a low voice what
course to steer and just how far we could actually approach the town before
coming under the threat of their guns from the forts. He wanted us to get
close enough for them to fire on us so that he could mark where the forts
were and if they had built any new ones.

     We came upon the town as day broke and it took the forts some time
before they could man their guns and let loose with their cannon
fire. William had a sketch of the land before him and noted down from where
gun smoke appeared. He'd judged the distance just right for the shot was
hitting the sea about a cable or two short. It was disappointing to cruise
past and not see a single ship in the harbour but we turned about and
sailed past again before William was satisfied that he'd seen where the
batteries had been placed before we moved further out to wait and see if
there were any warships lurking there out of sight that might come out to
chase us away.

                                                            *

     We stayed there till nightfall and slowly made our way back to where
we had parted from Wasp and after dinner, William and I were back in bed
together again for another glorious night of having him fuck me twice and
me going down on him once. He still had the strength to give one final
delightful fuck before we got up and went out on deck and took it in turns
to jump into the sea water tub to wash away the stale sweat that we had
generated on our bodies overnight.

     My crew were now used to seeing me naked in this tub but it was the
first time they'd seen William naked doing the same. I was pleased that I
now had cock and balls of comparable size and so they wouldn't be able to
say that one of us was more well endowed than the other.

     We had just finished our breakfast when we heard the call of a sail
being sighted and we hove to and waited for the Wasp to come up alongside
of us. We said our goodbyes as he and Dinky went over the side to the jolly
boat to return to their ship. Then it was up with all sails and we set off
to look for some ship to plunder.

                                                            *

     William had given me some up to date charts and we were aiming for
Martinique, a French owned island, and as we were at war with them, their
ships were legitimate targets. We sailed half a mile apart to be able to
see further and sailed like this for three days when signals were run up on
the Wasp's halyards.

     `Sail. Ten port. South,' ensign Darby called out. `Plan D.'

     `Acknowledge,' I said and that flag went whipping up.

     `Signal sir. Execute.'

     `Hard starboard wheel,' I called out to the helmsman who acknowledged
and we felt the ship heel over to the right.

     We had been off Wasp's starboard quarter and hull down to the other
ship so it wouldn't have seen us. From the signals, they told us that the
ship was crossing Wasp's bows and heading south and the plan D was for me
to move off in that direction and so to be in its path when Wasp gave chase
and we would then have it between us.

     The plan worked for when she came in sight and saw us, with William
giving chase, she turned to port and luffed, losing the wind. Soon we were
closing in fast and so was William. He also turned to port to bear down on
the windward side and we came up on the starboard side.

     The guns were loaded and ready and as we got close, they were run
out. We'd seen her flag and knew she was French and she also knew that she
was in for a beating from two British ships.

     The Wasp closed first and we saw the smoke from the guns before we
heard the sound of the shot as he began firing at her. The Frenchie replied
with her guns and I saw the Wasp take several hits but then she was out of
sight as my order was passed down to fire when the guns were bearing on the
stern. I didn't hear the order but our most forrard gun fired and I saw the
shot hit the transom and thought that that would have made a mess of the
captain's cabin. The second gun fired and caught the pintle of the rudder
which now rendered her helpless as we drew level and the other guns began
firing in turn as was passed along her starboard side, A few of her guns
replied, one hitting our foc'sle and another taking away part of the
bulwarks on the same side.

     We could hear the Wasp still firing as we reloaded and then gave her a
broadside and up went a cry as the French flag was pulled down and the
order was given to cease firing. We closed right in then and had the
grappling irons thrown over and I led our boarding party to find that
William was already there with his men.

     It appeared she had come from the French held islands just off the
coast of Venezuela and was carrying a considerable amount of gold from
there. This was to have been taken to France to help pay for their war with
England. When she had sighted Wasp, she tried to make for Fort-De-France,
the main town of Martinique, but we had cut her off.

     Half their crew had been killed in our cannon fire including two of
the ship's officers. The survivors were split between the two of us as
prisoners, William having both of the officers taken aboard his ship. Our
carpenter was brought aboard to rig up a jury rudder and we were detailed
to tow the ship which would slow us down considerably. William deemed it
best that we towed the ship back to Kingston and so we began that slow
journey west-nor-west. The Wasp stayed with us until it was time for
William to leave us and proceed to pick up Garcia off Puerto Rico. He felt
that we would cope on our own as we were now out of the usual shipping
lanes.

                                                            *

     It took us ten days to finally arrive in Kingston harbour for which I
was grateful for I was quite tired having spent most of my time up on deck
and only snatching the odd hour or two for sleep. I hired some of the local
soldiers to stay about the Frenchie as guards and had my lot of prisoners
taken ashore to be locked up.

     I had word sent to the Dawkins plantation that there were some more
prisoners for them before I then went to bed and slept for nearly twenty
four hours.

     My crew were allowed shore leave, one watch at a time and I think the
men most grateful were the two fighting ones who'd been denied this
privilege the first time. My brother Percy arrived and made arrangements
for carts again and invited me back to his home which I gladly accepted for
nothing would happen now till William got back.

     Phillip was pleased as Percy was at this new lot of prisoners as they
seemed fitter than the last lot. I told them of how we captured the ship
over dinner and when we retired for the night, I wondered if Carmen would
visit me again.

     She did, and though I preferred the tightness of a man's backside, her
hole was still something nice and hot for me to stick my prick
into. Besides, I did like looking, touching and sucking on her tits. Just
the sight of her entering my room with her candle made my cock rise and she
was soon in bed with me on top, fucking away. I was glad I'd had that long
sleep on board my ship for I was able to stay awake all night, alternately
sucking and fucking her till daybreak. I wore her out so I was told later,
but more than that, I'd even got her pregnant. No other man had been with
her since I last had her and none after till it was known she was with
child, but that was a few months later before this became common knowledge.

     I didn't take money for these prisoners this time but said I would
take the payment in rum before we left the island to return to England. The
crew had liked this new drink while at sea, it having been heavily watered
down and each man being given a tot. They were also able to get it in the
taverns of the town and so many would get drunk on the stuff.

                                                            *

     It was another two days before the Wasp was sighted entering the
harbour which pleased me and as soon as she had anchored, I went aboard
her. Garcia had done well according to William after we had greeted each
other. We were down in his cabin having some wine and he told me that the
town had not been unduly alarmed at a single ship prowling outside and that
they had frightened it off. But the good news was that they were expecting
four ships in soon from the mainland south, (Venezuela and Colombia), to
victual before heading for Spain. In fact, they should have just arrived
and would be sailing again in ten days time. The best bit was that they
thought that by being four, they would be able to cross the Atlantic
without harassment.

     So we stayed another week in Kingston having repairs made to our ships
as William and I took a house over in the town and spent our nights there
in bed together. One glorious week of being fucked every night by
William. I was in heaven and I even got to fuck Dinky twice during that
period and Midge three times, during the day I might add.

     We took on extra crewmen and hired some soldiers for guarding any
ships that we took of this small convoy. We sailed and went south of Puerto
Rico this time and anchored in the lee of the small island of
Culebra. Here, four men were sent up to the highest hill that overlooked
the main island and for them to keep watch with their spyglasses to alert
us as to when the Spanish ships actually sailed.

     It was three days before they were spotted racing down the hill to the
beach. A boat collected them and they told us that all four had sailed on a
heading of east-nor-east. William had told me of the plan to cut them out
and I left and returned to the Hornet and we upped anchors and began the
chase.

                                                            *

     The sail of one was spotted by the Wasp two days later and so we
stayed hull down until dark and then put on full sail in line astern. Wasp
showing a stern light for us to follow and stay in touch.

     Daylight was just approaching when they were spotted and with us still
in the darkness while they were being silhouetted and was able to get
within a mile before they spotted us. We saw flags flying up and down their
halyards and they began to split up but we were not laden like they were
and soon caught up to the one William had selected. He took the port side
again and us the starboard and used the same tactics as before. Our first
two shots to disable it and then just pound it with cannon fire till it
surrendered. We made a mess of this ship but she would still float, so we
took off the remaining crew and left a few of our men with some soldiers
aboard to get off after the others and would collect her on the way back.

     It took us another two days to catch another one but he was a lot
tougher. We took twelve cannon shots and had eight men killed before we
closed in enough to throw the grappling irons and we swung ourselves over
and the hand to hand fighting started. But with William's men coming from
the other side, they were soon being cut down, myself having killed three
men until we had them all herded together on the foredeck before they
finally surrendered.

     The Wasp had nine of their men killed in the exchanging of cannon fire
and three more during the infighting where we lost another four. Their
captain had refused to surrender and went down fighting under the sword of
William before the men capitulated. I now finished up with forty prisoners
in my hold and William a similar amount as we each sent men over to handle
the ship for us to escort it back to where we had left the other. Two got
away but we didn't have the manpower to cope with another and two ships was
as good a bounty as none at all. It took us four days to find the other
drifting ship and then with another reassortment of men and some jury
repairs, we slowly began to return on our tracks. Though this time, we kept
well to the north of Puerto Rico and finally turned south for the Windward
Passage between Haiti and Cuba.

     We sailed into Kingston harbour exactly four weeks after we had
left. We anchored the latest two alongside our other prize and found that
what they contained was worth more than the other four ships that we'd
taken back to England the last time.

                                                            *

     A month passed before our two ships were repaired and I thought that
William might be thinking of going home, but he wanted to use the time we
still had left on our charters to see if we could increase our catch.

     So victualled, we scoured the Caribbean for four months but didn't
find one prize before putting back into Kingston. Brother Percy had been
delighted with that last lot of prisoners and when he got to hear that we
were back in port, he came to find out if we had any more. That was when I
learned that Carmen was expecting to have my baby in a couple of month's
time.

     I was gob smacked and tried to get out of it by saying that it must
have been another man she had gone with, but he said that she had been
under supervision the whole time and there was no doubt that I was the
father. He laughed and told me that he already had two children by two
different women and Phillip had four so one more from the Dawkins wouldn't
be a problem.

     `You're not expected to marry her,' Percy said with a laugh. `With
Carmen being a mulatto, you're baby will be a quadroon, only a quarter
black. Then if, when old enough, that child mates with another white
person, that offspring would be an octoroon and could possibly pass
themselves off as white.' It still didn't seem right to me but then that's
what nearly all of the English settlers were doing for you couldn't get a
white woman to stay out there long because of the heat.

     After only a couple of couplings I'd gotten a woman pregnant and
thought it a bloody good thing that a male couldn't get pregnant. Christ,
the ships would be crawling with babies the way William and I fucked our
cabin boys. That's not counting the crewmen who fucked each other.

                                                            *

     We stayed in that part of the world for another year, well past my
twentieth birthday, Midge was now fifteen and Dinky was coming up to
seventeen and devoted to William as was Midge to me. My baby boy was born
and given the name of Jim which soon turned to him being called Jimbo.

     During this time we caught another three ships and it was then deemed
enough and after delivering the prisoners to Percy, I took my payment in
barrels of rum. Oh, I got Carmen pregnant again by the way, but we left
before it was born and didn't find out for two years that it was a girl
this time and she was called Jiminy.

                                                            *

     It took us four months to shepherd our prizes across the Atlantic
moving at the speed of the slowest vessel. At least it would be summer time
back in England this time instead of winter though I knew I would miss the
sun and heat of the tropics. We took the route through the Windward Passage
and headed north, making our way between those close islands until we were
well clear of lanes that other ships tended to use. We weren't fit to fight
any running battles as all of us were rather undermanned. As it was, I was
standing watch with Mr Blake in command of one of the prizes.

     William, being cautious, had not wanted to risk us being so slow in
going up the English Channel, close to France, so opted for us to skirt
Cornwall and enter the Bristol Channel and put into the port of Bristol. I
had pangs of homesickness as I used my glass as we passed the coast line of
Devon and saw the estuary that led into my home town of Bideford. But our
job was to get the ships safely moored before anything else could be
considered.

     Two days out of Bristol we hit a bad summer storm and nearly lost a
ship with its rudder torn off but we managed to stop it floundering and it
finished up under tow into Bristol itself. I think there was a collective
heaving of sighs of relief when we finally dropped anchor in the port.

     It took us two days to get the crews sorted out and William, by
flashing our Queen's charter, was able to get soldiers from the local
garrison to mount sentries over the ships as they were now belonging to the
Crown.

     With that done and us getting some good sleeping under our belt,
William announced that the two of us should proceed by coach to London and
present ourselves to the Lord Chamberlain in respect of our prizes. Though
I would liked to have visited my home, the prospect of at least three
nights in bed with William was enough for me to agree to going along with
him.

     Four days of riding in a rattling coach is not a good thing for the
bones of the body and it was with great relief after that first day to have
the coach stop at an inn and let us out to stretch and get a room for the
night. Tired as we were, it still didn't prevent William from having the
strength to get behind me twice a night and put his tool up my backside and
give me a good fucking. If it hadn't been for the coaches or they had been
able to run smoothly, I wouldn't have minded the journey being longer and
therefore having William fuck me that many more times.

                                                            *

     We arrived in London and spent two days just kicking our heels at
St. James' Palace waiting with him for an audience. Though I loved being
with William, I wished that we'd brought one of the other boy's along then
at least I would have had an backside to fuck instead of just being
masturbated by William.

     We eventually got in to see the Lord Chamberlain and William presented
the names and nationalities of the six ships we'd brought up to Bristol,
and a list of their cargoes, then he was all business. It was too much for
one day and so we returned the following day to hear what he had to say.

     He informed us that he'd spoken to the First Lord of the Admiralty and
it had been decided to send four of the Home Fleet to Bristol to escort
these six ships up the channel and into London.

     The three nights at an inn had been wonderful for me and William and
we had one more night of loving, read that as him fucking me, before we set
off again for the return journey to Bristol. It had been a total of twelve
nights sleeping with William by the time we reached Bristol for which I was
grateful of having had that much time with him.

     Even so, I couldn't wait to get back aboard the Hornet and Midge was
delighted when I stepped aboard and immediately we got into my cabin, had
his trousers off and I was stuck up his backside giving him what I had been
having from William.

     Our crews had been having shore leave, some money being left for them
to spend before their final pay settlement could be sorted out. Those
others that had only acted as ferrymen, being given the chance to return to
England, were paid off from William's private funds.

                                                            *

     It was nearly a month before four ships of the Queen's navy arrived,
carrying enough spare hands to man the prizes. So it was only another two
days before they set off for that short sea voyage round to the Thames.

     I had spoken to William about our cargoes of rum that we hadn't told
the Lord Chamberlain about and I had asked him if we, the Wasp and the
Hornet, could stop off at Bideford and unload them onto my father. It would
also give me a chance to show him off to my family. I had calculated how
long that it would take the prizes ships to reach London and that we could
spend at least two or three days there and still catch up with the others
by the time they were in the Thames.

     He agreed and if we had been alone at the time, I would have hugged
and kissed him. We spoke to the leading captain of the escort flotilla
saying that we would turn off for Bideford but would catch them up before
they reached London.

     So with the prizes manned by naval men, they upped anchor and sailed
out of Bristol harbour with our two ships following. We met up with the
escort out in the channel and we dropped further back because they wanted
to station themselves with one in front, one off either beam and one
astern. We peeled off in Barnstaple Bay and turned into the river and it
was late afternoon when we anchored in Bideford harbour.

     It must have been unusual to see two frigates like ours anchoring
there, for many people came onto the quayside to look at us and through my
glass, could see that my father and brother were amongst them. I had our
jolly boat quickly over the side and was rowed to the steps and I think it
was only as we neared the steps that I was recognised by them. They greeted
me warmly at the top and we embraced and father was quite proud to tell
everyone in earshot that it was his son that was captain of one of those
frigates. I saw that William had launched his jolly boat too and was coming
ashore.

     When up on the quay, I introduced him to father and David and we were
taken into the chandlery and ale was sent for us to drink a welcome. I
could see that they were impressed by William and were doubly impressed
when we told them that we had a thousand casks of rum for them to feed into
their distribution system.

     A store man was sent off to find the harbour master and when he
appeared and was told that both ships had cargo to unload, he promised to
have those boats that were tied up along the quay would be moved before
daylight so that we could, one at a time, moor alongside to discharge our
cargo. We also found out that we would have to pay to the excise and
revenue men, a shilling a cask import tax. This was of little consequence
considering that we would be paid four pounds per cask. As nothing could be
done till morning, we were invited to dinner at my home, though this was
more for William for I would have gone there anyway.

     The chandlery was closed and because it was too early for Jake to show
up, a carriage was hired to take us home.

     Mother was overjoyed to see me again and couldn't stop fussing over me
and she too was impressed with William. But she was disappointed when I
said that we would have to leave after dinner because of warping the ships
alongside in the morning. Besides, I wouldn't have been able to stand
having William sleeping under the same roof and not being in bed with
him. Something I wouldn't dare do just in case somebody came into the room
for one reason or another. What an uproar that would cause, so after a
grand meal, we said our goodbyes and had Jake take us back to the harbour
in our carriage.

     I had a message taken to the Hornet that I would be staying aboard the
Wasp for the night and went with William and we boarded and went off to his
cabin.

     We lay naked together, him stroking my face, arm and shoulder as I
gently fondled his balls, staying away from his erection for I wanted that
somewhere else rather than in my hand. He laughed when I told him why I
couldn't let us stay overnight in my house but agreed with me that we
couldn't have. I'd now known William for just over nine years and still
loved him and his big muscle that I was now wanting bad, so with a long
kiss, I asked him to service me as I couldn't stand anymore of our
foreplay. I still felt like that little boy that asked him to fuck me in
that tavern in Funchal and when his prick slid up into me, it still felt
the same and gave me pleasure at having it up inside my backside once
again. That he liked fucking me was evident that he was doing so now else
he would have discarded me long ago and found someone else. I didn't count
Dinky as being a rival and I cried out after he had come inside me and
pulled out to be washed. I got back on the bed and slid my body on top of
his and lay and looked into his face, slowly rocking on top of him, my
erection gently getting masturbated between us.

     `I love you William, I really do. I might be a man loving another man
but these tears that you see in my eyes are not that of a child but of a
person in love,' and I wasn't ashamed to have them run down my face and
drop onto his neck and cheeks as he held me tight and rocked me even more
on him.

     `I love you too Jim,' he said hoarsely. `Even I have tears in my eyes
and I sometimes have problems of controlling myself whenever I see you step
up onto the deck. I feel myself getting an erection that I have to try and
hide and stifle the urge to kiss you in front of the crew and take you
there and then.'

     `Oh William,' I sobbed. `If I keep moving on you like I am now, I'm
going to come all over your stomach.'

     `Do it Jim for it's what you deserve and then, if you want, you can
either lick it or wash it off.' I carried on and soon I was moving faster
and felt myself explode as I came in between our squashed stomachs and kept
on moving in the mess till I'd finished spending myself. I gave him one
more kiss before ungluing myself and moving down the bed to lick up my
sperm from his stomach, holding it in my mouth before going further down
and taking his cock into my mouth too. There I swilled it round the head
and sucked on him till I was forced to swallow it.

     I still got out of bed and washed his stomach as well as my own before
going back into his arms for more sweet talk until he was up and ready to
fuck me again, taking longer this time, much to my delight.

     We were woken up at first light and both went out on deck naked to
bathe in his sea water tub and I'm sure that the crew knew that he was
fucking me for the amount of nights I slept in his cabin, but I didn't
care.

     As promised, the quay was clear and we had ropes taken ashore so that
the men could heave the ship towards the quay where we were made fast and
begin to unload the five hundred casks that were down in the hold. It was
late afternoon when all were off and the Wasp was then pulled back out into
the harbour and the Hornet was then moved in to the quay. But night was
falling and so it was to be left till morning before we would unload ours.

     So it was another night with William in bed though mine this time and
it was even better than the night before. Again, we were naked out on deck
for our morning bath and as with his crew, mine must have known that we had
sex together though it was something they would never speak of in our
hearing.

     We were unloaded by lunchtime and it was found that the tally was
correct and father agreed to pay the excise duty from what he owed us for
the rum. Nobody carried that amount of money about and so we were given a
note to collect our money from a London bank that dealt with father's
enterprise in this field for most of the rum was sold there. It was just a
piece of paper but worth three thousand nine hundred and fifty pounds, a
fortune. Even with William being entitled to half, it was a lot of money
for me. We dined at my house again but declined to stay overnight for we
wanted to sail at first light to catch up with the other convoy. Though I
promised to visit them later after everything was settled in London.

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