Hondo I. Sackett
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{Prime Hondo and Molly’s shopping trip in Tech Town Continued…}
Hondo shrugged, “Hard to tell ‘bout Maggie. She is sweet, but very nervous an’ vulnerable. I know Jefe will try to make her feel safe, at least. Regardless, she needs to get use to bein’ out there an’ with him. “
“Why? I thought she wanted to be your slave?” Molly asked.
He nodded, “That is her wish, but she also wishes to learn more how to help the group with her medical skills, an’ learn more. That is Jefe’s department, not mine, so she’s goin’ to have to learn how to live under my ownership an’ work an’ learn from Jefe, since those are her wishes.”
“Why not set her free?” Molly asked.
“Because she doesn’t want to be, honestly.” He replied. “I didn’t want her to be a slave to begin with, but she begged me to be her Master. I’ve had a few other short talks with her an’ she always confirms it’s what she wants, an’ I’ve given her outs. If she wants to be free, she’ll have to ask now. Until then, I own her an’ she will do for me an’ follow my orders.”
Molly frowned, “That’s a little mean, isn’t it?”
“What would be meaner, is lettin’ her think her words an’ actions don’t have consequences. She told me what she did at that lab, an’ Jefe knows too, she told me he told her he knew. How? I’m not askin’ that. But right now, she has been given a pass from everythin’ but her own conscience, which might seem like punishment enough, but it’s amazin’ how folks can beat down their conscience after a while, to where they don’t feel bad ‘bout doin’ wrong.” He replied.
She nodded, “I think I understand. As a slave, you know you have to do what you are told, no matter how bad it is, but you can believe it was your master’s actions, since they own you and ordered it. It might eat at you, but it was always just orders given to someone seen as an item. If a slave is told to murder someone, and is caught, they are killed and their master pays a fine. If they are not caught, they did their job well. If the refuse, the are killed or beaten so badly they wished they were dead, or some other form of horrible punishment. The punishments are often the same, no matter the task refused, so a slave learns to just do. Once you are free, those thoughts can haunt you, but you always try to rationalize it as orders.”
“You been through somethin’ like that?” He asked.
Molly shrugged, “Nothing so bad as helping cut people up and kill them in the name of perverted science, like she has, and yeah, she cried and told me what she had done at the hanger one day. But, I wasn’t innocent either. Mostly picking pockets or planting cards on someone to make them look like cheaters. The old man and his wife that owned me were kind, but he always said no one made a living being an honest gambler. I told myself what I did was just orders, and then when I was free, and near starving, I told myself it was survival… *sigh* … I didn’t do much to help change the image of free wessen being little more than cheats and pick pockets.”
“Yeah, well I get it too. Hard to be honest in a society that won’t let you make an honest livin’… I hope you know you don’t need to live like that anymore.” He said.
She nodded, “I know, and I am grateful to you for that, and Fernando too. I just want to be a good mate for you, a friend to the girls, and a help to the camp.”
“You are an’ you’ll get there. Some things take time.” Hondo replied.
“I know.” Molly replied. “… Uhm, so when you said you were holding Maggie accountable for something, you meant her request to be your slave, right?”
Hondo nodded, “That’s what I mean. I gave her outs, an’ asked her point blank several times. I still need to sit down an’ talk to her ‘bout what I expect, but I need to talk to Jefe too an’ see what his thoughts on teachin’ her are, an’ how he can use her for medical help. Even if we resorted to buyin’ slaves an’ bein’ masters, it would be to take someone from a bad situation an’ make them useful, not just for ourselves, but for the camp. We don’t need that though. An’ I only agreed to own Maggie ‘cause she feels she needs me too. Those rabbit wesse sisters, I’ve got a feelin’ I’ll need to do the same, but not because they beg me to, like Maggie did, but because they will run off an’ get killed if I don’t make them my slaves until I can teach them better. We’ll see, though.”
“I understand that too. I was a mess after being set free. So lost, and unsure how to care for myself even. I was pretty sure I was going to die, several times, a few of them from really wrong decisions I made, as I did not know better. I didn’t want to be a slave, but I might have had an easier time, if someone like you had made me their slave, and taught me how to live, while giving me purpose.” Molly replied. “My first real money was from jerking off some drunk in an alley. He gave it to me and promptly tried to kill me to get it back. I have a scar across my back and across my belly, that I know you’ve seen, from that. That was my first stake to start gambling with.”
“If you look, that scar is gone or faded.” Hondo replied.
Molly looked up at him quizzically, “Faded? How??”
“You know that pill that healed you an’ the side effect will make you virgin tight?” Hondo said more than asked.
Molly’s eyes got wide, “Really?! I thought it just kept fresh wounds from scarring, but it fixes old scars too??”
Hondo nodded.
Molly pulled up her shirt and looked down at her stomach, before looking up at him with a startled look and with her belly still exposed, “It is gone!”
He grinned, and shook his head at her, “Heh! I told you! … I’m sure if you look there are others gone too. Most of the damage on your body should be undone from that, or close to it. Those like Maggie with more long-term damage might need another dose, but should be fine with one dose. I bet if you really looked in the mirror you’d see you look younger too.”
“Younger? How much??” She asked, adding “I know you thought I was older than I am, from the stress and hard living. You said I looked like I was closer to your age, in my early thirties, and not my early twenties.”
Hondo shrugged, “I don’t know how much, honestly. I know your age, so its harder, an’ I’ve been ‘round you as you healed. With Jastrey it was easy.”
“The general had one?” Molly asked, having not seen Jastrey before the pill. “She looks to be your age, maybe a couple years older. What was wrong with her?”
Hondo smiled mischievously, “Would you believe she’s well over sixty?”
“There is no way!” Molly replied.
Hondo shrugged, “Well, it’s true. When I first met her she was grey hair, wrinkles, an’ crows’ feet. She didn’t have many more years left of bein’ able, an’ not just from her age, but from hard livin’ too. If she doesn’t get hurt bad, she probably has another forty years now, maybe more.”
“But, with that much of an age reduction, I’d be in diapers again!” Molly exclaimed.
“Ha!” Hondo chuckled more loudly, “No, darlin’, it doesn’t work like that!”
“Don’t laugh!” She pouted, “I’m just stupid and don’t understand this stuff.”
He shook his head, “You’re not stupid at all, it was just funny an’ cute. I’m sorry if I hurt your feelin’s.”
“Its alright… *sigh* … It’s just that you are so smart, and I’m so dumb. I can read a little, barely write, and can only do basic math!” She exclaimed. “You know how to fight, read, right, do math I can’t even begin to understand, how to fix engines, and guns, and radio… There’s so much more too, and I just can’t begin to keep up with you!”
He frowned a bit and shook his head, “Don’t worry ‘bout that stuff. I want you to learn, but when I agreed for us to be together, I knew this all mostly. I know there is a lot ‘bout you that I don’t know, an’ I’d like to know someday, but that doesn’t change who you are now. You will learn more as we go, but knot knowin’ how to do these things doesn’t make you stupid. Stupid is the inability to learn, an’ I know you can learn.”
“I know.” She said quietly, “Still doesn’t make me feel good enough for you at times.”
“I’m sorry I make you feel that way.” He replied.
She shook her head, ”It’s not you, my love. Just my own insecurities.”
“Well, I’ll try to be better ‘bout not makin’ you feel bad.” He replied. “An’ I wasn’t laughing at you. It was just pretty cute, that look on your face an’ all.”
She blushed a bit, “Never thought of myself as able to be cute… So, if that pill doesn’t make you age backwards, how does it make anyone look younger?”
“Well, after a certain age, we stop growing, mostly, an’ the appearance of getting’ older is just visible wear an’ tear on our body. Skin weathers, wrinkles, gets blotchy, sags, eyes grow dull lookin’, hair gets damaged, loses it color, muscles fade, posture gets bad, movements slow down, all make us look older, but all are damage to the body from just livin’. The harder you live the more rapidly these things show up, an’ the older we can appear. The pill just puts the body’s repair systems into over drive, an’ rejuvenates our body an’ it’s natural healin’ processes. So, that’s why one would look younger an’ have more time. It is basically erasin’ the ravages of time from the body, though the older you get an’ the more you take them, the less effect it can have on overall age. It can boost someone’s lifespan, but can’t make you live forever by takin’ them regularly, even if we had an infinite supply.” He explained.
“So, if you took too many, when you needed them to heal they wouldn’t work anymore?” She asked.
“That’s basically true, though its more complicated than that.” He replied “But, like I said, they are limited in supply, very limited. An’ if word got out ‘bout them, we’d be hunted an’ killed for them. Honestly surprised the spirits haven’t tried already. Unless, they got their hands on some an’ are able to replicate them. Even still, I doubt a replicated version would be as strong.”
“I understand. I won’t talk about any of this to anyone, don’t worry.” Molly replied.
Hondo nodded, “I knew you’d understand, darlin’. See? Not stupid, right?”
She smiled softly and blushed a bit, “I’m glad you don’t see me as stupid, but hopefully I’ll learn enough that I won’t feel so stupid someday.”
Before long they arrived at the outerwear store, and went in. The shop owner here was far less creepy and helped them find what they were after quickly, getting Molly five every day overshirts, a rain slicker, a hooded sweatshirt, a light jacket, a heavier jacket, two nicer shirts, and a nice light jacket. Those with the wind breaker he had gotten for her earlier in the day, he figured to be enough to get her through the mission and longer.
From there they went to the shoe shop, and talked to the cobbler. He had a pair of hiking boots Molly’s size, so Hondo bought her those, along with a pair of sandals and a pair of moccasins. She asked about a pair of boots like Hondo wore, but the store had nothing like them in her size, so measurements were taken and he said he could have a pair her size finished by the next afternoon. While there, Hondo ordered himself another pair of boots, and a pair of moccasins, as they had none that large, as he wore a 13 medium, which is wider than normal but not as wide as what Fernando wore. They also found some running shoes, and got Molly a pair, and talked about bringing the girls by later to get some for them as well, as Hondo had talked about getting an exercise program for the camp together. Before leaving that store, Hondo also got instructions on how to measure feet for shoe sizes, as the rabbit wessen sister would be too weak to come into town, but they would need supplies.
After that, it was to the sex shop, which amazingly resided on a main street, and not some scummy alley like one would expect. The store front was painted in black, with purple and pink highlights, with neon lights spelling out the shops name ‘Naughty Necessities’. A mural painted under the sign showed several nude women tied up, chained up, bound, spread eagle, and one on a leash held by a partially nude, apparently dom, woman, while the leashed women knelt in front of a man with a large, erect penis who sat on a throne made of bones. It seemed like some scene out of some adult graphic novel or animated movie from the 80’s.
When they entered the store, they stopped and looked around for a moment. Purple neons lit the black painted walls, and a few modified pre-chaos lava lamps were strewn about. The only regular lights were setup to light ‘erotic’ art work that was placed here and there, besides the one lamp by the checkout counter, that had a shade made of black lace with wolf fangs dangling from it. Along with that, other decorations gave the place a gothic look, and the air hung heavy with the scents of cleaners and perfume. Even the tall wooden shelves that lined the large showroom floor were painted black, and lit by dark neons, giving the place an almost haunted look on top of it all.
The chime of the bell on the door alerted the shop keeper that someone was there, and she came out from a back room, through a beaded curtain and stood seductively. She looked at the newcomers for a moment, giving a slightly seductive smile, as she looked over the big cowboy. Though she smiled, there seemed to be a darkness behind it that Hondo noticed, but wrote it off as her just being a dark person, given her looks and attire, and the smile he figured was just put on to draw in customers.
The woman looked to be in her early to mid-twenties, was about five foot in height, barely, and of small build. She wore fishnet stockings that were only seen on her thighs, due to the knee high, tall healed boots she wore. Besides the boots she wore a puffy black skirt with some purple lace on it, that only covered her ass and hips, as the front was completely open, showing her black lacy G-string panties. Around her middle she wore a black, topless corset with purple lace trimming, that made her small waist look smaller, and pushed up her smaller B-cup breasts, which were barely covered by a lace bra, that showed her pierced nipples through it. She also wore a choker made of leather and lace around her long, slender neck, lacey fingerless gloves that showed her pale, dainty fingers with the nails painted a dark purple, and a pair of slave wrist shackles with a small, long chain that connected them to D-rings on her collar. Her hair black, with bangs cut in the front, and one side was cut to a length that went half way down her neck and the other side was much longer, hanging down below her breasts. A black ruffled piece sat atop her head, and a lacey veil hung over her face, but it did not hide her powder pale face, black eyeliner, dark purple lipstick, or the tiny round glasses with orange lenses she wore, which was the only bright pop of color on her, outside of her pale skin.
“Welcome to Naughty Necessities sex shop.” She purred in a sultry tone. “I am Winter, half owner and operator of this establishment. Do not be afraid to look around or ask questions, as the only thing you have to fear here is me, and if I snare you, I promise more pleasure than pain.”
As she spoke she sauntered to the checkout counter and leaned against it, before pushing herself up onto it.
“We have lingerie, night wear, swimwear, robes, natural supplements, chems of all kind, art work, erotic picture books, naughty moving picture viewing rooms, and toys of all kind, though I imagine with a wessen cutie like that, you are not in need of toys for yourself, but maybe for her?” She said as she spread her legs and moved her panties aside to show off her pink pussy with pierced clitoral hood. “Too bad as I have the perfect measuring instrument here, if you were wanting toys. You can just stick it out and I can tell you the perfect toy for your size, and maybe teach your wessen a few tricks that are guaranteed to increase both of your pleasure when you #$@! her. You do, #$@! her, I assume?”
Molly blushed a bit, though she did not know why. It’s not the first nude woman she had seen, and not the first time she had been referred to as a sex object. Being a sex object was the lot of most wessen women, and even many human women, if they looked good enough, and often started at a young age, so that was not it. There was just something about how easily the woman came on to Hondo that made her blush and feel like a sex toy. She had learned to be a strong, hard woman at times, and knew she had acted like a bitch in the past, and let that escape from time to time, much to her regret, but despite all that, she had a feeling that if Hondo were to take on this sprite of a woman, that though Hondo could dominator this woman, this woman would be dominating her and the other women who were around him. She glanced up at Hondo to see him just raising an eyebrow at the woman, while looking rather unimpressed.
“That’s between us, an’ if we do, we can figure all that out for ourselves. An’ I know my size, though I’m not after toys, just some sleep wear an’ swimwear for my wessen. Maybe a couple fancy bras or a some other nice underwear set.” Hondo said.
The woman slipped off the counter and strutted up to them, “What’s wrong, cowboy? Think you might hurt little old me, if we tussled? Because, I can take a lot of abuse, believe me. I can probably take more abuse than what you give that wessen, I guarantee it.”
“Just not interested.” He replied.
“Oh, little goth girl scare the big, mean cowboy?” She asked in an annoying baby talk voice.
“Seriously? I just came to grab a few items, but we can do without.” He said starting to turn to leave.
“Sounds like someone might be a big man but he has a teeny peeny and is ashamed of it!” She said in the same annoying tone.
Hondo was about to walk out, not seeing her as being worth the time of day, but he stopped as he heard Molly speak up.
“Don’t you talk about him that way, bitch! He’s got a big penis and knows how to use it!” She growled.
Hondo turned and put a hand on Molly’s arm, “It’s not worth in. Let’s go.”
“Big to you, maybe, but to me?” She said as she strode up and grabbed Hondo’s crotch. Her eyes got big as she felt him, and she looked up at him quickly. “Whoa! You are damn big!”
Molly, grabbed the woman’s arm and pulled it away from his crotch, before pushing her back hard, to where she fell to the floor.
“Touch him again and I’ll rip your damn arm off!!” Molly snarled.
“Calm down, darlin’, it’s not worth it.” Hondo said coolly, but firmly, trying to get Molly to settle down, before they had to deal with that ass-hole sheriff again. “Let’s just go.”
Molly sighed, “*sigh* … Alright, my love.”
They started to turn to leave but the woman scrambled to her feet, “Wait, please!”
“Why should we?” Hondo asked as he started to open the door, but stopped at the woman’s words.
“Do you love her?!” Winter asked quickly.
Hondo stopped and looked at her, “What?”
“The wessen with you, do you love her? Or is she just your good little slave to #$@!?” She asked.
“I’m not sure how it’s any of your business.” He replied coolly.
“Maybe not.” She replied, “But I heard you call her darling and her call you her love. She did not call you master, and she defended you. Maybe you are just a good master, and I applaud that, but it seems like more.”
Hondo turned back to the door, “Like I said, it’s not any of your…”
Molly’s face wrinkled a bit as she caught a scent of something she had missed earlier, due to the perfume, and as it hit her what it was, she cut him off, “Yes! He.. he loves me and I love him. He is not my master, but my mate, though I respect him as if he was my master, as he is as my mate.”
Hondo turned and looked at Molly, “I thought you wanted that quiet when in town?”
“I did.” Molly said, “But that was to protect you from being looked down on. Here, the truth is better for you.”
“What about the other wessen women?” Winter asked.
“Other women?” Hondo asked.
“Two are his adopted daughters, and the others are slaves he rescued that need him.” Molly said. “Some are staying as his slaves as they are too damaged to be free, but he is caring for them, providing for them, and teaching them to go past what they were forced to be. Some need physical love from him, especially during heats, and though he offered to be mine alone, I told him that was not fair to him or others. He had a human wife first, but she was taken and damaged by a lab town. Though she is back, she has issues. She needs him too, as I think he needs her, so I share and am happy to share him. He leads our pack, protects us, provides for us, and loves us all, as we love him and try to care for him and those he holds dear.”
Winter nodded, “I understand. It sounds like you have a good man. Cherish him. … Please forgive me for all that earlier. I thought you were coming in to get things for you sex slave.”
“Well, I need some things explained first, as I’m right plum confused.” Hondo said. “First, why tell her all that, darlin’? I’m not ashamed of any of you, but not sure we should shout all that to the world.”
Molly looked down, “I’m sorry, my love. I’ll explain… With all the perfume in the room I could not smell her, until just a moment ago, and when I did, I understood.”
“Smell her?” He asked.
The woman took off her veil and head piece, and brushed her hair back to show the two, floppy canine like ears that had been hidden.
“I’m a dog wessen, or half dog wessen, actually.” Winter said. “I know of humans like you who care about wessen, and even love them as mates, but they are few and far between. I see too many masters come in, dragging some poor wessen girl in to chem her up, and buy gear to use on them to show them off as if they were toys, and fulfill their own lusts. I don’t see an issue with that when it’s shared in love, but when its forced…”
“That explains a few things, but not everythin’. You do own a sex shop. You expect just to get lovin’ couples in a place like this?” Hondo asked.
Winter frowned, “No, I don’t. I see all sorts of sicko’s and perverts in here, honestly, but it’s worth it all to occasionally be able to save someone. Most men I’m able to woo in initially with the dick measuring line, but you I saw were resistant from the beginning, so I thought to try to piss you off instead. Being only half wessen, and not having pointy ears like other canine wessen, I can make myself look human. Most people know that even a sex shop worker, if human, is protected by law in towns like this.”
“Still sounds dangerous.” Molly replied.
Winter nodded, “It can be. I’ve had guns held on me before, and nearly been choked to death too. But luckily this is tech town, or a tech town, I should say. We aren’t the biggest or best tech town anymore, but still we have tech, and every store has cameras. Mine is linked to record elsewhere, and I have silent alarm buttons hidden everywhere. It has been close before, but I’ve been through worse and survived. I’m not afraid to die, either. Especially if faceing death means another life saved from the misery I have seen.”
“So, you let everyone with a wessen #$@! you to get info?” Hondo asked.
She looked down in shame, but tried to hide it with a smile, “Would that be so bad, if I saved a few lives?”
“I reckon that’s for you to decide.” Hondo replied.
“True, but, no, I don’t #$@! them all, though I have #$@!ed a few as sometimes they are not interested in much else, and they have girls who really need saved.” She said, before pulling her panties down a bit, and lifting her corset a bit showing off a tattoo of a ruler that went up to eight inches starting right above her womanhood and going up on her belly. “Usually this is enough. Let them get excited, measure them with my tat, and get them talking. Many of those kinds of men love to boast of their fetishes and conquests once you get some of the blood from their brains to rush into their peckers. I have a feeling that would not work on you, even if you took an interest in me. Even so, my ruler would not have been long enough from what I felt in there. I congratulate you. You honestly threw me off my game for a minute there. It’d almost think you were part horse or bull wessen from what I felt.”
She pushed her corset back down and pulled her panties back into place, “I’d not mind a ride from you, cowboy, but I’d understand if you said no.”
“Yeah, I’ll have to pass on that.” Hondo replied.
The woman nodded, “I understand. If it were most, I’d think it was because I was wessen, but I know that doesn’t bother you.”
“We’re all human.” Hondo replied. “Damn spirits might have tried to play at bein’ The Almighty by makin’ wessens, but they can’t take your humanity from you.”
Winter smiled a soft, genuine smile, “Even a lot of people who care about wessens don’t think that way. It is nice to hear, though. Sometimes you feel awfully alone in those thoughts and start question if you are right, when you hear so many say the opposite. *sigh* … I can pretend to be human, but I still know deep down I’m a freak. Maybe that’s why I still dress and act as I do sometimes, I don’t know, but still.. Just hearing another human say that gives me hope.”
“Speaking of being human, I’m sure not having a tail must make it a lot easier. Must be nice. I’d get rid of mine if I could!” Molly said.
Winter frowned and shook her head, “No, it’s not nice, and don’t even think like that.”
Molly frowned, “Why do you say that? I can only think how nice it would be to not be in the way, and having people gawk at it and make fun of you for it. It can’t get caught in doors, or be pulled, and buying clothes is so much easier, as well as dressing! It’s either have it ball up under your clothes, try to stick it through an awkward hole in them, or have that little strap and button that goes over it, so you don’t have your butt-crack showing!”
The woman looked down again and smiled a soft, sad smile, “I wish I had those problems again.”
She took off her odd skirt, and turned her back to them, and bent over slightly, as she pulled the string from her panties down on her ass a bit, to show them an indent right above her butt crack that did not look natural.
“I had a tail once. Some pulled on it, I got it caught in things, and some clothes were harder to wear, though I did not wear even this much back then. What I would give now to be able to wag it when happy, of have a lover pull on it’s base when he is making love to me.” She said before standing back up and fixing her panties. “I can still feel it there at times, but it’s like it is always in pain now. No good feelings, no happy expressions. Just pain and emptiness… I guess it matches my heart.”
“I’m sorry.” Molly replied. “I just always saw it as something to be ashamed about. I.. I never thought of it like that.”
“I know the military used to dock tails as a punishment, but I take it that’s not what happened to you.” Hondo said.
Winter shook her head as she motioned them to the back, “It is not, but please, come with me. I will tell you my story, but not here by the door especially. Come to my sitting room, so I can fix myself up and you can be comfortable while we talk.”
Hondo nodded, “Alright. We don’t have a lot of time, but we can stay a few minutes as I am curious ‘bout a few things.”
They followed her through the bead curtain and through another door, into a white painted room, with a couch, a couple chairs, a small kitchenette, a table, a radio, and a vanity, with makeup and such on it. She hung the skirt on a rack, and pulled on a black and grey silk robe, one that looked almost of oriental design, before sitting at the vanity to hide her ears and fix her hair again.
“Please have a seat.” She said, motioning at the couch before she set down at the vanity.
“Do you live here?” Molly asked.
She smiled softly and shook her head, “No, though I do have a bed and wardrobe up in the loft. There is another room I use for storage that used to be for the madam that owned the place before me. She entertained a few clients of her own. The private viewing rooms here were sex booths at one time as well, as she owned a few wessen girls that you could rent for a quickie. When we bought it we got rid of all that. The girls came with the place, and we set them free. They all work for my mother now, and I still have a room at her place.”
“Your mother is the other half owner?” Molly asked.
Winter nodded, “Yes. And I call her my mother, but she did not give birth to me, though she did save me, take me in, taught me how to read, write, do math, run a business, and even how to defend myself. She taught me how to read people too, and when I find someone to save, she helps.”
“Not your mother, so you were purged or born to a slave, I take it.” Hondo said.
She shook her head, “Neither, actually, though it was much like being purged, I guess… My birth mother was a human and my father was a wessen, though he looked only half wessen. He saved mom from bandits when she was only seventeen. She was walking back from town, and was attacked. My father was a traveler, who traveled to farms helping with planting and harvest, for a price. He happened on them, and luckily their weapons were down, as two were trying to hold her so the third could rape her. He took out a corn sickle he carried with him and killed the three bandits before they could even go for a weapon. When he took her back to her home, they found her family dead, and when he tracked those who did it, the tracks lead back to the three who had attacked my mother and three more, of who he hunted down and killed using a rifle he took off the other three. Mom could not run the farm alone, so he offered to stay and help her run it for half ownership. She agreed, but he had to pretend to be her slave to make it work, as in that area, wessen could not own anything. They fell in love not long after, and decided to be mates, though it was not allowed. Two years after he saved her, to the day, I was born. They gave me a name, a joyous name, and we lived together as a happy family, until in my tenth year a traveling salesman happened by and heard me call my mother Mom and my father dad. When strangers were around, I usually played a slave child, and my parents claimed they bought me as a baby from a wessen woman who was starving. Unfortunately, we did not hear him coming, and dad did not smell him until it was too late. Dad chased after him, but he had a horse and fled before Dad could catch him. He road into town, told people that a wessen chased him after catching be here the part wessen girl call him her father, and the human woman her mother. Though they could not be sure, the sentiment against my kind was great, so he easily gathered a mob and came back to dish out their own brand of justice.”
Winter paused, and looked down for a moment, as the memories ran through her mind.
“You don’t have to finish, you know, if it’s too hard to tell.” Hondo said.
She looked up at him with a soft smile, “That is kind, but I feel I owe you this much at least.”
She looked back down and the smile faded, “It is hard to talk about that day, so I will not go into details. They.. hung my father for accused rape of a human, and when my mother tried to fight them, she was declared mentally and physically corrupted. They did not kill her in front of me but what they did to her, I cannot talk about. I was told she died a few days later from a mix of her injuries and sorrow. Seeing as I had no parents, was a child, could not own property as a wessen, and was born of what was claimed to be an unholy union, I was sold off to slavers. They beat me, tried to mindwipe me, and filled my body full of chemicals to start infertility treatments and make me more compliant, and horny. After I was ‘conditioned’ I was sold to a place called the Sexy Kitten, and made to work as a waitress at first, and then when I started to blossom, they finished my infertility treatments, so I would not get pregnant, and so my growth would be stunted, as small, young, and petite is what brought in their clients. They did not wait for the pain to stop from the treatments before they started throwing clients at me. Soon after they made me learn how to work the pole and dance some, if you can call that dancing, so I could work the stage as well. They trashed my name when I was bought, as they said it was not sexy, and gave me a new name. First it was Yukiko, as they tried to pass me off as some oriental girl to make me seem exotic, as exotic sells. After a couple years, they bought an Asian mouse wessen girl, and we looked too different, so they gave me a new name and persona, of the dark goth girl. I was dead inside, so I identified with it, and I became Winter. When I turned fifteen they got me pierced, and that hurt a lot, but I had already learned to interpret pain as pleasure, so I was wet for days without chems, after that. All I needed was to dangle some weights from my piercings so they pulled and bounced when I danced, or have someone flick one of them and I was wet and ready. The crowd loved it and because of that, most of the other girls were pierced as well for a while, and it made me more of an outsider, even from those like me. I got the tattoo a couple years later, and a few others, that are hidden, at customer requests. The owner had developed a gambling problem, and was losing money, so they had started selling raffle tickets. The winner got to pick the girl and the tattoo from an approved list. I’m ashamed of them, but I was not given much choice, and it was a big money maker for a while. Luckily, most I can cover with the corset, the boots, the choker, and the gloves.”
“Sounds like you’ve had a hard life.” Molly said. “I can understand that, though I feel bad for thinking I had it bad now.”
Winter shook her head, “Don’t feel bad. You can’t judge someone’s traumas by someone else’s. My adopted mother taught me that, and she said everyone’s traumas are real to them and affect them just as badly, despite them seeming less due to the action that caused them.”
“I hadn’t thought about it like that before.” Molly replied.
Hondo raised an eyebrow but said nothing, as that sounded strangely familiar.
“It is true, and I had not thought about it like that before either.” Winter continued, smiling softly again, “But Mother made me change how I looked at traumas, and how I looked at myself. I’m darker in mood, personality, and dress than she would like, but it became such a part of me, and she accepts that, even if she’d like better for me.”
“So, how did she come to adopt you?” Molly asked.
“I’m getting there; sorry it’s a bit of a long story. “She replied. “Well, the tattoo raffle craze wore off after a couple years, so it was back to finding a new scam to make money. Our owner got the bright idea of hosting a gambling tournament and have each participant buy in five thousand dollars to the house. That gave them the ability to bet in a high stakes game, most players having two hundred thousand to stake in the game, though there was a table reserved for those with a million-dollar stakes, but that cost an extra ten thousand to enter. To draw in a crowd, all players were given ten raffle tickets, those at the million-dollar table were given fifty, and the prize was to be the oldest of his sex kittens. I wasn’t the oldest, as there were three older than me, so I figured the craze would die off before I would be raffled. Unfortunately, the oldest girl ran off before the game, the next was killed by a customer, and the third got a sickness, and would have been an insult to the players if she was put up for the raffle in that condition, so I was taken for the raffle. It did not seem like a horrible deal, being someone’s private sex kitten, especially since they all seemed to be fairly well off, but I did not figure on the other tickets that were being sold.”
“That’s how you lost your tail, I take it?” Hondo said more than asked.
She nodded, “Yes. I was won by a drunk traveling merchant who came in to drink while waiting for some cargo to show up, and he bought a single ticket. He was a rough, crude man, and he did not like my tail. He did not like that I was a wessen either, but he was possessive and did not want to sell me, though he was offered good money. I came to learn he was a terrible business man, and a lousy lover, as well as being selfish and greedy. He had my tail docked before leaving town, and found a way to hide my ears to make me look more human, as some of the towns we went into did not allow wessen. I became his human slave girl, and as such, I had more pain, and humiliation thrown on me in those years, than in my total time as a sex kitten. I also went without food, and slept out in the rain many times with him, as he was often broke or being thrown out of some town for over charging or trying to scam someone out of money. I got so sick I thought I would die a few times, but as much as I wanted to die to escape him, I survived. One day we came here, and there was a celebration in town. He never played cards but this time he did for some reason, and he lost a lot of money. He tried to cheat to win some back from the saloon owner, but she caught him. He was not good at anything, but he was a proud man, and when she called him out, he drew on her and she shot him. His gun went off into the table and hit one of the gold ingots he was gambling with and they found it was a fake too, nothing more than lead covered with gold. Because of that, the local law awarded her all his possessions, which included me. I was already twenty-one by this time, but I knew little. She took me in and taught me to be a woman, officially freed and adopted me, though much of the town frowned on it at the time. She was the first human that treated me like a human, and I love her for it. For her saving me, I wanted to do something to help others like she did for me. Because of that she helped me buy this place. I find men who have wessen girl with them, and I feel out how much of creeps they are and if the girl needs saved. I try harder with the younger ones, but even those teens like her need saved.”
“I’m not a teen.” Molly said.
“Really?” Winter replied. “I’d swear you are maybe eighteen.”
Molly smiled and shook her head, “No, I’m twenty-three. My mate gave me some old-world medicine to heal me up after I was attacked by some anti-wessen bikers. He said it would heal me up so I looked a little younger, but I didn’t think I looked that young!”
Winter gave her knowing smile, “I see… Mother gave me something like that too, a couple times. You’d not guess how old I am.”
Molly shrugged, “About my age, I would guess.”
Winter smiled, “Add about twenty-five years to your age.”
“What?! Really??” Molly asked surprised.
Winter nodded, “Really, I’m not lying. Mother gave me half a pill when she rescued me that healed me up. I made it through the attack on the town, six years ago, and helped Mother while she healed, but then one of my attempts to rescue someone went bad, and he beat me up pretty bad before help could arrive. She gave me another then and I went to looking twenty again. Mama explained how it works, but all I understood was it’s old world medicine and there is not much left. I’m honestly surprised to find someone else that knows of it.”
Hondo meanwhile eyed her a bit as he through, and finally asking, “What’s your last name?”
“I didn’t have a last name at birth. Wessen don’t have those, unless their master gives them theirs.” Winter replied.
“No, I mean your adopted last name.” He replied.
Winter frowned, “Well, Mother said I should not go spreading it around, but I see no harm in telling you, especially you. It’s Sackett. My full name is Winter Elizabeth Sackett. Elizabeth was my birth mothers name. I tried to honor her by taking that as my middle name. I did not feel as I identified with my birth name anymore, but wanted to honor her still, somehow.”
Molly’s eyes got wide and she looked over at Hondo, quickly, who seemed to not flinch, though he took on a soft smile.
“Understandable. So, you an’ Ruby save abused sex slaves, usin’ this place, then?” He asked.
Winter nodded, “Yes. She’s always tried to help save those who needed help, to make up for what she did in her past to you and the ideals you and Fernando had in the beginning before things went bad.”
Molly’s eyes got wide again, “Wait, what?!”
“You are Hondo, are you not?” Winter asked.
He nodded, “I half figured that Molly’s explanation gave us away, when I figured out you were rescued by Ruby.”
“Who is Ruby?” Molly asked, seeming confused.
“She.. is another Valentine from another group of ours that went through a time loop, an’ had a worse go than my Val had an’ destroyed her relationship with her Hondo to a point they couldn’t fix things, though it wasn’t her fault.” Hondo said.
“How?!” Molly asked.
“She was brought earlier, without Hondo, and experimented on by spirit scientists. They messed with her mind, and ultimately her life. In the end, they turned her into a weapon and controlled her mind. She killed one of her Hondo’s adopted girls and one of his mates in front of him. Fernando managed to subdue her and fix her after years, but he could not bear to look at her anymore. He saved this town after they lived through the happening, and set Ruby up here with a hotel and saloon, swearing to never come back unless she lost herself, and then only returning to end her.” Winter said sadly.
Molly shook her head, “That doesn’t sound like my Hondo!”
“I would fully explain, but it is a long story. Short story, they endured much hardship, and the losses weighted on them all. And even the strongest cannot remain unchanged though such hardships.” Winter said in his defense.
Hondo turned to Molly, “Darlin’, I’m glad you want to defend me like that, but I know there is darkness in me. I fight it, but who knows how much I could take. If Val had shot you that day she got angry, or hit Zoey, I’m not sure I could forgive her. Even if she was under another’s control… Maybe it’s wrong but.. I don’t know.”
“If she killed your Hondo, could you so easily forgive her?” Winter asked, adding in the thought.
Molly frowned and sat silently for a moment, before shaking her head, “I don’t suppose I could… Make’s me sad that another Hondo suffered like that, but you are right… Losing my first mate, James, it.. it had a effect on me that changed me too. I’m a little less excited about diving into danger, but value the lives of those I care about more. I might have gotten quieter and become less bitchy in some ways, and more fearful in others too.”
Winter nodded, “Things like that change us all. It’s a reality. If I could have looked as a child to who I am now, I would not believe this is what I became. As much as I would like to change it, I cannot, so I embrace the darkness who made me, and suffer a little more to ease others sufferings. It’s the least I can do to honor those who came before who worked, stove, and suffered to save others, which lead to my being saved. I cannot let that chain be broken, even if it means a little more suffering, a little more hardship, and being looked down on by many. Ruby was looked down on too, and still is by some of the more pious citizens of our town, for owning a saloon and taking in girls like me, but she bears it and saves others. She is my inspiration, as are you, Hondo. Please know she does not hate you, her version of you, in any way. She understands and found him merciful and just, despite the hardness in his heart, and coldness of his ways. I know she hopes you never have to travel down the road he did, but it may be inevitable.”
“Why are you tellin’ me all this?” He asked.
She shrugged again, “I don’t know, exactly. Maybe I felt bad about judging you wrong. I should have known who you were the moment you walked in, as her description was flawless, but I saw Molly here with you and just saw red. It was not until I grabbed your dick that I knew who you were, as I was so stunned everything came into focus.”
“Don’t tell me Ruby described that too?” Hondo asked a bit grumpily.
Winter grinned, “Yes, in vivid deal! How it looked, tasted, smelled, felt, the whole deal!”
Molly giggled despite his frowning at them both.
“Please don’t take it the wrong way.” Winter said, still grinning, though her face fell again, “Mother.. she never could forgive herself for what happened, and never quit loving you. She understands why he sent her away, but it is still hard on her. She is sure he has not forgiven himself, either, and that weighs heaviest on her. Maybe, I want you to know that despite things not always going right, you are making a difference, and maybe.. maybe I want you to know that it is good to forgive yourself. It is something I still have to work on too, but just know, for your own good and the good of those around you, who care about you, forgive yourself. You good, and Fernando’s are touching lives.”
Hondo chuckled softly and shook his head, “Heh… Despite the spirits an’ the time loops… Wish I could take some credit for it, but that guy isn’t me, yet. An’ even If I became him, I reckon it’s time allowin’ some good, to flip those spirits the bird. Time don’t like bein’ #$@!ed with, an’ neither do I.”
“I understand, and I hope you don’t think I am #$@!ing with you.” Winter said. “Despite all that happened between him and Ruby, she still tells good stories of him, and her time with him she considers the most important part of her life. It has made him, and in a sense you, an important part of my life too. Maybe that is why I had to tell you my story.”
Hondo nodded, “I understand… Well, I don’t mean to rush you, but we’ve had some slaver trouble, so I hate to stay away from the camp too long. We do have some shoppin’ to do here, if you don’t mind.”
Winter stood up and walked to the door, So Hondo and Molly got up as well, and followed her back out to the shop.
“I understand. Please, look around all you want and I will help you if I can. If you have any questions, feel free to ask, and if you want me to show you anything, or try on anything, let me know. We have dressing rooms, but Molly can use my sitting room if she likes, to try things on. It is more secure and easier to use. The changing rooms here are just stalls with bead curtains. They make things hard to see, but I can tell if someone is messing around or shoving items in places that way, if you understand my meaning.” She said.
Hondo nodded, “Reckon I do.”
“I have some nice chems I could suggest too, and a few others that I am wary to sell, and just use to see what people are made of, though maybe you would find them handy for other things.” She said.
Hondo shook his head, “Not into drugs or druggin’ anyone.”
“Some of them are sort of drugs, like the tranquilizers and knock-out pills, or date-rape pills some call them. I fill the containers on the shelves with other things, though. Sugar pills and vitamins mostly, but I have the real stuff hidden away.” She said. “But everything we have is approved as safe, and not just by the supplier. Mother and a chemist contact of hers have checked into them. I believe Fernando, the one who is friends with her Hondo, has checked them out too, as he does contact her and visit occasionally. I think he feels bad for her. I’ve met him a few times; definitely a hard man, but there is a kindness to him too. I would have liked to get to know him before he got so hard.”
“So, what are these chems then?” He asked.
“There is a variety of items. Most are to make you last longer, have more volume, or induce a heat like state in any woman, wessen or human. There are some that help prevent pregnancy during heads, and a few that help lessen the heat effects as well.” She said.
“Lessen the heat effects, those I might be interested in, as well as the preventin’ pregnancy stuff, as long as it’s not like an abortion pill or the like!” He replied.
“Trust me, it is not, as I do not like that anymore than you do, though I feel for some of the scared girls who find themselves pregnant without a man to provide for them and love them.” Winter explained. “Mostly what we have are spermicides and fertilization inhibitors. We have one that if taken before a heat supposedly changes the PH in a woman’s vagina and uterus, just enough to kill sperm and make the egg unable to be fertilized. Most of them are plant based, and Ruby and I have tried all of the female ones, and some of the male ones on ourselves for side effects, though some of the effectiveness I cannot guarantee. Some of the male ones did make me hornier, though not as much as the female ones. The heat reducers work, but I am not sure if it is because they are working, or because you feel like you have the flu the whole time you take them. There are a few others but they do not always seem to help. I had one that made me worse, but other than that it had no side effects. Ruby said it just made her pussy feel dry.”
Hondo frowned, “Doesn’t sound very good, but… I don’t know. I’m not the person to ask ‘bout all that.”
“Well, I will put together a selection for you to have, and if you like anything, you can always get more. But, if you are after anything for wessens especially, do not go to the drug store in town. The Druggist hates wessen. We’ve not been able to prove it, but I think he’s poisoned a few free wessen and made several free and slave wessen infertile, men and women. He fancies himself as a wessen vet too, but he’s just a butcher who gets off in hurting them, so watch out for the bastard.” Winter replied seriously.
Hondo nodded, “Alright, I’ll keep that in mind.”
After their exchange Winter went into the back for a moment, while Hondo and Molly looked through the items. Molly looked at some things and giggled, while trying to make Hondo blush, and Hondo pointed out some things and successfully made her blush. After some brief looking around, and poking at each other, they set to looking at swimwear. Molly was not a fan of the single piece suits, though she got a couple to wear as sort of a leotard. She was much more fond of the two piece suits, picking a couple out that she liked and agreeing to one Hondo liked too. The sleepwear section was closer to lingerie than useful sleepwear, but she did pick out a couple spaghetti-strapped night gowns, that were very light weight. She eyes one with an almost see-though gown and teddy that matched that she thought Hondo might like, but she played it off as like she was just looking, when he asked if she was interested, as she did not feel she was worth such a sexy outfit, let alone the waste of money on something so trivial.
About then Winter came back out and joined them for a minute, showing them some pajama pants and shirt sets they had missed, along with some light-weight robes. Though Molly said she did not need them, Hondo grabbed a nice pajama set for her, as well as a light weight silk robe, fashioned much like the oriental style coats he and Fernando had gotten the girls, but of a single color, smaller, and made to be a robe. As they started to browse the lace panty and bra sets, to find something to go with the dresses he had bought for Molly earlier, a lone man came into the shop, so Winter had to excuse herself.
“I will be right back.” She said softly before heading to the counter.
“Welcome to Naughty Necessities sex shop.” She purred in a sultry tone. “I am Winter, Half-owner and proprietor of this sexy little shop. How can I help you today?”
Hondo had glanced at him, and though he had no features that really stood out, he looked a bit rough, and a bit unhappy, so he kept an eye on him while they browsed.
“Are you her?!” He asked angrily.
Winter tried to look unphased, “I am a her, but other than that I do not understand the question.”
The man growled, “Don’t play coy with me, bitch! You the one with the dick measuring tattoo?! The one that helps that old bitch at the saloon steal slaves?!”
“I have no clue what… Eeep!” She was cut off as the man pushed her back onto the counter, yanked open her robe, and roughly pulled up on the bottom of her corset.
He looked at it, let go of her corset, and then roughly grabbed her by the arm, “You lying bitch! It is you!”
“I have the tattoo, but I don’t know what you are talking about, stealing slaves!” She said, seeming to start to lose composure.
“Let go of the lady!” A firm voice said from behind him.
The man turned to look at where it came from, and Winter seemed to breath a sigh of relief as she saw Hondo standing there with a hand on his gun. Neither of them noticed him approach, and the man had missed him being there entirely, having only seen Winter when she came out from behind the tall shelving.
“Where did you come from?!” He asked in an angry, yet surprised tone.
“My mother.” Hondo replied drolly.
“Oh, wise guy, are ya?!” The man snarled. “Listen, wise guy, my business is between me and the bitch here, not you. So, butt out if you know what’s good for you!”
Winter looked at Hondo, “It is alright, Sir. I have everything handled.”
Hondo nodded, “Well, if you need help, you know who to call.”
Winter nodded quickly.
“Help her? You know what she is?? Just some lowly wessen!” He said, as he ripped her head covering off and exposed her ears. “Little bitch hides her ears and had her tail wacked off to pretend to be human! That alone can get her kind strung up! And you have no idea who you’d be messing with, if you messed with me, so back off!!”
Hondo nodded and took a few steps back into the shelves to get Molly from where he told her to stay, which made the man think he had scared them off, so he turned back to Winter.
“No, listen, bitch! I work for Lord Lucifer himself, so you really do not want to piss me off any further than I already am!” He growled.
Winter trembled but did her best to recompose herself, “Uhm, Alright so I am a wessen and you work for Lucifer. At.. at least we have that straightened out. I also have a tattoo of a ruler on my belly so I can measure my lover’s cocks, of which there have been many. Except for that, I have no idea what you are after.”
“Don’t toy with me, bitch! I know you wessen are little horny whores, and if you cooperate, I’ll throw my sausage in you and #$@! you good and hard, before hauling you off to the sale house and selling you as a slave, as that is your rightful place! Make this harder on me, and I’ll #$@! every hole, and cut on you while I’m #$@!ing! And if you don’t talk then, you’ll die a painful death!” He snarled.
“Pain does not scare me, ruffian, but none of this gives me any questions to answer.” She replied calmly now.
She glanced around trying to spot Hondo but she saw him nowhere. She feared he had left, leaving her to whatever outcome fate landed her. Normally should would have positioned herself on the counter, in such a way that she could hit one of the silent alarm buttons, but this man had come in angry, and surprised her so that she was no where near being able to reach one now. She blamed herself for being distracted, but she could not blame Hondo. He did not know her and only had her word on being adopted by Ruby, the word of a wessen, to go on. Maybe he thought she was lying, or it just was not his fight, and he did not want to stir up the slavers against there camp. Whatever it was she harbored no ill will against him. One thing she was sure of, was that she could not talk her way out of this, and if he was after what she thought he was, she would be dying a painful death, as she would never give up that information to the likes of this man.
“You know what I mean! We’ve suspected you and that whore who owns the hotel and that saloon, for a while! Just never had the evidence, and Lord Lucifer is kinder than you all deserve and will not make a move without evidence! Well, I got all the evidence I need, now! You tricked my buddy to take you and the wessen with him for a drink, and when you got him drinking, you got that bitch Ruby to play him at cards, and cheat him out of the wessen! The problem is, we both owned and shared her, and I know it was all a scheme! All I need is for you to spill your guts on her and her operation, and you’ll get #$@!ed and then be sold to live as your kind should! But #$@! me over, and I’ll spill your guts once I’m done with you, and make sure you’re alive to see what your insides look like!” He snarled.
Winter swallowed hard and shook here head. Her voice and body trembled a bit, but she held eye contact and answered clearly.
“Then I am afraid you must have your fun with me, and end my life, as I do not know what you mean… I know the words of a wessen are not .. GACK!” her cry was choked out as the man grabbed her by the throat.
“Listen Wessen! You Will Talk, I Guarantee That! But IF You will live, THAT is all up to You!” He growled.
He was about to hit her, but the sound of someone clearing her throat caught his attention and they both turned towards the door to see Molly standing there.
“Another Wessen?! You #$@!ing Try ANYTHING And You’ll Get What She’s Gonna Get!” The man barked at her.
Molly shook her head, “You don’t have to worry about me, but you should worry about someone else.”
“Huh??” The man grunted, though that was all he got out.
*THWAP* *Clunk*
The man hit the floor dropping Winter, who slumped back against the counter, coughing. As he fell she saw Hondo standing there with the barrel if his pistol in his hand, and a bit of blood on the grip.
Molly rushed and knelt down beside Winter, checking on her, while Hondo checked out the man on the floor.
“Is he dead?” Molly asked.
“Might be… Might have hit him a bit too hard… Never mind, he’s still breathing, but who knows what shape he’s in.” Hondo replied before looking over at Winter. “You alright?”
“*Cough, Cough, Gasp! … Pant, pant* I’m *pant* fine, but .. *Cough, wheeze* There.. there might be others! They *pant, pant* rarely travel alone! If we don’t get rid of him … *pant* Others might come, see him, and it will be big trouble!” She exclaimed raspily.
“What are we going to do??” Molly asked. “Is there a back door out of here?”
“Yes but…” Winter started but Hondo cut her off.
“Wait. Let me try something.” He said firmly, pulling his cane out from seemingly nowhere.
He twisted the knob on the cane and hit the floor with its tip, pushing the knob in two clicks at the force, as he seemed to look at the man but through him at the same time. In a flash of light the man disappeared and Hondo stood there for a second before frowning.
“Damn. I’m not good enough to do that, that fast without a memory spot.” HE muttered. I’ll hear about that later.”
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Not far from Yellowstone Lake, nestled into a hill that overlooks the lake sits a well maintained hot spring and stone cabin. Jackie and a couple of her friends sat relaxing, while staying out of the way of the camp, leaving Jamie to keep watch and inform them if their beloved and his friends needed help or not. It was taxing, even on one as powerful as Jamie, to watch, and keep her friends hidden, so until needed or they were to move, they stayed in their safe spot, even seeing Jackey and her friends pop in occasionally to relax in the springs or to inform them of happenings in the camp.
Jackie had settled back in the springs, an a shallow worn rock, that acted as a relaxation bath, and had closed her eyes, when a loud *Splat* sound woke her from her relaxation. She jumped up to see what was happening, as their two friends came running out of the cabin. Off the edge of the patio were the remains of a man, who had seemed to fall out of the sky.
“Jackie! What Happened?! Who Is he?!” On e of the friends asked.
“*Jackie no know! No See before! Fall from sky, seem. No where in sky to fall from! Confused!!*” She replied.
“Are we.. s.s.safe??” The other asked hesitantly.
Jackie Thought for a moment then narrowed her eyes, “*Need Talk Jamie. Think Safe. Need find loved..*”
(To Be Continued…)
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