High cirrus clouds slivered across the moon, shedding shreds of light on the beaten, weathered cabin where Kathy McGuire lay entangled with her young lover on the barren mattress. All was silent except for an occasional snore from one of the drunken teenagers and the crickets who serenaded the strange and rowdy newcomers to the peaceful country side. For a hopeful moment, the night animals thought quiet would fall over the forest again… until Lydia Johnson stampeded through the woods, the pine boughs cracking under her sandals.
Resting her hands on the rotted window ledge, she shaded her eyes against the moon's glare and peered inside the cracked glass. Jim was raised his leg off Kathy's thighs, the moon light catching the blonde highlights of his hair. Infuriated, she clawed at the glass, her fingernails making an eerie, spine-tingling squeak.
Inside the cabin, Kathy lurched. "What was that?"
"Nothing," yawned Jim. "Probably just the trees rubbing against the window." He rolled over, contemplating whether or not he should tie up Art McGuire's wife, wondering if she would try to fool him and run out in the middle of the night.
The door bust open, swinging on its rusty hinges to slap into the cracking plaster on the yellowed wall.
"A great show, Jim! Just great!"
Jerking, he raised his head to stare at a dark shadow standing in the doorway. The voice… Lydia's voice! OH, Christ! She stood there with her hands on her slender hips, her long raven hair shimmering in the moon light. How the hell did she knew where he was? He smelled trouble.
"You bastard!" She took another step forward. "You stood me up for a date tonight, or don't you remember? Leaving this note on my window sill… how stupid… maybe you didn't realize this, you moron, but the paper you wrote this note on has the plans to your little kidnapping all spelled out. Wouldn't Art like to see that?"
"You… you wouldn't!"
"Oh, wouldn't l?" she spat venomously. "You don't have time to take me out and fuck me, but you have time to fuck this woman who's old enough to be your mother. Your ass has had it when Art finds out about this."
"Who is she?" whimpered Kathy, holding her dress up to cover her naked breasts, hugging her knees.
"That's Lydia… my girl friend," Jim answered miserably.
"Was your girl friend, pal," Lydia said bitterly, her full mouth curling in a snarl.
"Get out of here!" Jim said, his mouth white with anger. "If you tell Art or anybody about this, I swear to God I'll break your fucking neck!"
Although taken aback by his threatening words, the young girl stood defiantly as she composed herself, scheming. "Take a flying fuck at the moon, Jim. I plan on getting my revenge. You let me have a crack at the cop's wife and my mouth is sealed. That simple."
"I'll… so help me!" Jim blurted out, starting to reach for the young girl, but suddenly thought better of it. Maybe she wasn't lying… what the hell.
"Okay, you win, Lydia."
"No!" Kathy screamed sharply, mustering up as much dignity as a woman stark naked with her lover's cum still dripping her pussy can manage. She eyed the beautiful teenage girl coldly.
"I just changed my mind," grinned Lydia sadistically. "I want both of you together." With a smile, the black-haired teenager began stripping her clothes off. She looked at Kathy's wet cunt and said, "Jim, you sure dropped a load of cum in her hot little pussy – I've just got to lick that up first, even if its secondhand. Kathy – you don't mind if I call you Kathy, do you? – lie down and open your legs!"
Dazed and shocked as she had never been before in her life, Kathy watched the now-naked young girl advance toward her as she half-crouched on the bed that was still soaked with the mixture of her cum and Jim's. For the first time she took a good look at Lydia's face and found it impossible to believe that any youngster so evilly could be so beautiful!
For Lydia was indeed beautiful. Her smooth flesh was deeply tanned and her hair shone blue-black. Her face was classically sculpted, with a slight almond-tilt to her dark brown eyes. Her full mouth was a sensuous slash, needing no lipstick to make it glisten provocatively. Her eyelashes were too long and thick to be false. And her young, thrusting breasts fairly begged to be caressed, even to be squeezed tightly together while a man ran his long cock up between them.
Lydia's waist swept out to hips and thighs that were made to cradle a man. Her cunt was covered with hair as dark as that on her head, softly curling. Her legs were long and slenderly tapered in proportion to the rest of her lush young body. As she lowered herself to the mattress and reached for Kathy, Lydia's pink tongue flicked across the wide fullness of her lower lip in lewd anticipation. Then her searching fingers touched Kathy's tense body for the first time, causing the young housewife to close her eyes and groan in abject humiliation.
The redheaded woman had never even considered having sex with another female, yet she knew full well that she had to submit to this licentious debauchery for the sake of saving her own life. Kathy's breath came in stifled gasps. She looked to Jim for help, but he obviously had no intention of stopping his girl friend. Then, as Lydia snuggled her lithe young body close to her own, Kathy realized the teenaged girl was trembling as violently as herself. She felt the younger girl's finger caressing her breasts and moving over the flat plane of her stomach and then fluttering down between her still wet thighs, sliding in on the thick coating of cum that Jim had spewed out there when he had fucked her only minutes before.
Art… Art was right. The morals of teenagers these days was downright deplorable. And it all had to do with drugs! It was true. What was immoral was illegal, too. My God, these children would stop at nothing to debase and humiliate her only because she was married to a man who tried to help.
"Why do you want to do something so vile?" Kathy murmured even as Lydia forced the older woman's tense thighs apart and climbed between them like a man, crushing their pussies tightly together. Unconsciously, and against her will, Kathy found her own body responding to this flagrantly immoral lovemaking, feeling the heat beginning to surge once more through her rebellious loins. She could see the stunned face of young Jim across the room, and could see that his bulging eyes were glued to the forbidden scene that was unfolding before his eyes. She felt her full, aching breasts pressed hotly against the teenager's firm bosom, her nipples rubbing together suggestively and hardening erotically. "You're really so beautiful, you don't need anything like this!" Kathy gasped, trying to sound motherly, to convince the young girl that the difference in their ages was an added perversion.
"I know what I need," the young girl murmured. "It's called sex. S-E-X!" Her dark eyes looked mockingly down into the redhead's glazed features. "And so do you, Kathy. Now I'm gonna show you the other side of the coin – how great it can be with another chick! And Jim is gonna get so hot watching that he'll fuck me twice as wild as he did you!"
Stunned by this lewd lascivious declaration of lust, Kathy could only lie absolutely still as Lydia slowly began to run her lips over the housewife's body. Her tongue was like cool, wet fire as it flicked and laved every inch of Kathy's flesh. Kathy could not prevent her yearning body from betraying her. Nerve-ends tingled with just the feather-light brushing of Lydia's hair over her smooth flesh. Whereas Jim had been urgently male in his licking and kissing of her body, Lydia was torturously feminine, and Kathy suddenly realized that something she had once heard was turning out to be true – that only a woman really knew how to make love to another woman, and knew all the erogenous zones that can set a healthy female on fire! And that was exactly what this dark-tressed beauty was doing to her right now.
Kathy heard herself moan and felt her legs involuntarily parting as the girl's face disappeared between her thighs. She tried to concentrate on Art, on the love she felt for him, their marriage, the motorcycle ride, but with Lydia's flicking tongue tip dancing wetly up and down the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs, and her delicate fingers spreading the flexing lips of her cunt, baring the soft, pink, inner mouth of her cunt, she realized there was no distraction strong enough to shut out the agonizing pleasure.
Lydia bent low over the older woman's splayed thighs. She had never thought it possible that she would actually get to eat Kathy McGuire, wife of Art McGuire, the town's favorite narc-cop.
Lydia brought her lips lightly in contact with the hair-lined warmth of Kathy's pussy, blowing her breath softly across her naked little cunt furrow, almost laughing at the way the redhead writhed and involuntarily raised her hips to every caress. She could scent their mingled cum, see the glistening droplets still oozing from the moistened entrance to Kathy's cuntal passage. Sighing, Lydia tightly fastened her soft lips to the young wife's dilating pussy and sucked voraciously even as her skilled young tongue swept the length or her quivering pussy slit, butterflying from side to side, eagerly licking up the copious sex juices that the couple had orgasmed forth just a short while before. She was rewarded instantly by feeling Kathy's smooth, hot thighs closing around her burrowing face and Kathy's hands pulling her head tight into her seething genitals. Kathy was moaning incoherently as Lydia licked away every drop of their lewdly intertwined cum before devoting herself to driving Kathy wild with her tongue and lips.
"Oh, my God!" Kathy moaned in helpless surrender to this new form of unbelievable torture. Wouldn't these children stop at anything? The way the dark haired girl was kissing and licking and sucking her pussy – it was even better than the way Jim had done it to her!
Relentlessly, Lydia kept up her oral ravishment of the now wantonly undulating redhead. With her wide experience, she was able to judge perfectly Kathy's mounting passion, and sensed when she reached the point of no return. At that instant, Lydia raised her half-contorted cum-slick face, only to have Kathy groan and pull it down to the "vee" of her loins again. Lydia raised her face up once more and began to mock her.
"I've had all I need – unless you want to do the same to me," she said, a licentious grin on her semen-smeared lips. "You want to lick my pussy, don't you Kathy?"
Already debased beyond belief, yet out of her mind with desire, Kathy could only mumble, "Yes… oh yes!"
With the grace of an acrobat, the younger girl wriggled around on the mattress and slid her leg over Kathy's staring face, rocking on her knees and slowly lowering her pussy with its dark, softly curling hair toward Kathy's nervously flicking tongue. The redhead was aware of Jim gaping at them, and though she didn't want the young boy to think ill of her, she could not help herself as the heady aroma of Lydia's young pussy filled her nostrils. Sighing, Kathy reached up to pull the perfect hemispheres of the girl's buttocks downward. Less than an inch from her parted lips, Lydia's cuntal flanges were steadily dilating with anticipation, and Kathy could see the pale inner flesh of her cunt. Abruptly, Kathy thrust her pelvis downward, gluing her pulsing cunt to Kathy's waiting mouth. Kathy hesitated only a second before urgently spearing the hot, wet tip of her tongue far up into the teenager's lust-swollen pussy, trying to lick and suck this young girl to an earth-shattering orgasm.
"Ummmm," Kathy moaned involuntarily as for the first time in her life she tasted the piquant sweetness of another female's aroused cunt. With her tongue she fucked-deep into the exposed pussy folds, then let the tip slide snakelike through the girl's quivering cuntal furrow until she found the erected button of Lydia's clitoris. She thrilled as the wanton younger girl jerked and ground her cunt downward in frantic response to the slightest touching of the sensation-filled bud. Just above her face, centered in the raven-haired girl's perfect buttocks, was the tight puckered ring of her anus. Remembering how it had felt to her when Jim had fingered her there, Kathy began working the middle digit of her right hand against the tiny aperture, forcing the tightly resisting rectal muscles to give way to her prodding pressure. As she got her finger in to the first knuckle, the redhead was rewarded by a muffled cry of animalistic joy from the avidly tensing teenager. Lydia screwed urgently back on the invading finger and Kathy quickly inserted a second – and then felt Lydia doing the same to her!
Wildly, the two beautiful young women finger and tongue fucked each other, rolling on the bed, gasping, sucking and licking, and moaning in wanton sex, savagely devouring each other's sweating bodies. With her greater experience, Lydia held back until she could feel the first tremblings of orgasm begin to wrack Kathy, and then as the redhead's spasming pussy spewed forth its sweet fluids into her sucking mouth, she let her own released come surging down the streaming tube of her cuntal channel to Kathy's eagerly awaiting mouth. The flood inundated the red-haired woman's lust-twisted face and she mindlessly swallowed the fragrant juices as they spilled into her gaping mouth and joined the male sperm that was still churning deep within her belly.
Her beautiful face still buried in Lydia's cum-flooded cunt, Kathy began to sob out her shame and humiliation. But quickly she rationalized the emotions aside… Art need never know. She had been forced to do what she did – and she was only human! Could she be blamed if her body betrayed her? Certainly not! What would they have done to her if she'd refused?
She could not look young Jim in the eye as she turned to lie on her side. She let Lydia's hands rove at will over her trembling flesh, all guilt vanquished by the very touch of the sex-skilled young girl. With a satisfied grin, Lydia winked at Jim.
"Well, I feel much better now that I've had the cop's wife… and hey, is that a hard-on I see? Bring it over here and let me check it out."
Jim wanted to break her neck! The little bitch had him in her grasp, all right. He'd have to please her or she'd go running to the cops, tell everything. That would be the end of his short career. His dad had been able to get him off the possession and selling charge back East, but kidnapping… that was a Federal rap! Damn it! He'd planned on just keeping Kathy McGuire around for an afternoon, letting her go home that night. It would have been her word against theirs, but when they started smoking dope and drinking that whiskey, everything seemed to fall apart.
Slowly he stood up and walked toward the bed, stepping over Mark's and Robert's legs, the both of them awake now, groaning and rubbing their aching heads. Jim's rigid cock jerked with each step, his balls already filling again with semen because of the way the blatant display of lesbianism had aroused him. Like a helpless slave in old New Orleans vendue, he allowed Lydia to finger his swollen genitals, even to guide the pulsing head of his cock to her soft lips and suck it appraisingly into the hot vault of her mouth. He felt her dexterous tongue swirl around the length of his cock shaft while her hand squeezed his bloated testicles.
"Not as hard as I've seen it before," the girl said. "But it will do," she teased. "I've been waiting a hell of a long time for this fuck, and you'd better make it a good one, Jim boy!" she threatened. "Lie on the bed on your back while we get you nice and wet. You, Kathy, come on, we're going down on him together, and then he's going to fuck us both until neither of us can walk!"
God damn! thought Jim, a crooked smile growing on his face. He stared over into the dark corner of the room, watching Robert stagger to his feet, gag dryly, then crawl on all fours over to the bed.
"Hey! How 'bout me," grunted Robert, his long hair hanging in his eyes that looked like roadmaps, so red were they. "That ain't fair! You got two women and you already had Kathy once… me and Mark don't get anything!"
"Get lost, creep!" spat Jim nastily. "I'm the leader of this gang, I get the women! Now go outside and throw up before you smell up this whole damned place!"
Robert's eyes crossed with hatred, his lips curled with anger. Who did Jim think he was, talking to him, Robert, like that and in front of women, too. And what had Jim offered him for risking his neck, except five lousy bucks and a couple of joints? Shit! He stumbled out the door.
Jim lay down, his long cock sticking up in the air as the two women bent over him. Kathy gagged slightly, staring down at mushroom head of Jim's young cock. She hadn't even done that to Art… ever! Faltering, she waited, hoping Jim would not miss her mouth, praying Lydia could do the work of two. But it didn't work.
It was Lydia who protested, "Hey, come on bitch! Get down on him! I can't do this all by myself."
Obediently, her tongue slithered out to touch Jim's trembling flesh. "Suck his balls!" she heard Lydia mumble from where she labored over the head of his cock.
Kathy experimentally sucked his young balls into her mouth and rolled them on her tongue as Lydia's avid lips ovaled tightly around the mushroom-shaped head of Jim's cock. Between them they licked the thick staff until it was slick and gleaming with their saliva. Then Lydia pulled Kathy back and straddled the boy, her hips over his rigid phallus, her wet cunt lips sliding up and down the length of his stiffened cock.
"Hold it straight up and aim it right at my pussy!" she ordered Kathy. The redhead obeyed, thankful that they'd granted her a reprieve. She watched the bulbous head disappear into the soft lips of Lydia's pussy as she held it upright by the thick base. The young girl, who couldn't have been a day over fourteen, closed her eyes in blissful anticipation of being fucked to the depths of her belly with a rampant male cock. Suddenly she dropped her entire weight on the trembling youth.
"Eeeeyyyaagghhh!" the dark-haired girl cried out as with a wet sluicing sound as Jim's cock was buried to the hilt in her hotly straining young pussy, and his fuzz-covered balls were wedged in the wide-splayed crack of her ass-cheeks. "Oh, fuck! What a sweet prick!"
Furiously, the raven-haired girl began to rise and fall on Jim's blood engorged cock, groaning in wanton, lewd ecstasy, swinging her churning buttocks in a wide raping circle.
Groaning, the blonde haired boy screwed wildly up into the thrashing young cunt as Lydia labored frantically over his upheaving pelvis.
Fascinated, Kathy watched intently as his long, slippery pole of male flesh fucked in and out of the girl's tightly-clasping pussy and saw the sheer animal lust on Lydia's passion-contorted face. She realized this was the first time she ever seen two people fucking, and it had a wildly arousing erotic effect on her. She found her hand straying under the tossing buttocks of Lydia to cup and fondle Jim's hairless bouncing balls while her mouth came down on his belly, her tongue making hot, wet little circles on his hard-muscled flesh.
"Put your cunt on his mouth and let him eat you!" the girl rasped.
Quickly Kathy swung her leg over Jim's gaping mouth and squirmed her still-wet pussy down onto his feverish lips. Without hesitation he spread the tip of his tongue like a burrowing snaked far up into her clasping cunt. Now she and Lydia worked on the boy together, rocking back and forth, facing each other. Suddenly Lydia reached out to pull Kathy's face close and kissed her full on the mouth, driving her swirling tongue deep into Kathy's eagerly parted lips.
For Kathy time seemed to stand still as they ravaged each other's straining bodies. Now all conception of right and wrong vanished from her mind. She was aware only of the wild perverse sexual pleasure the three were enjoying here in the old dilapidated cabin.
Strangely enough, it was the raven haired teenager who gave out first. She had cum convulsively time after time as the boy's relentless cock slammed into her wetly dripping cunt lips, crying out her lewd, obscene completion, her lovely young face a frenzied mask of lust.
But Jim was riding high! He felt like he could fuck forever! Better still, he had two women to fondle and fuck him. Life couldn't be sweeter. Kathy was so drained from her earlier orgasms that she couldn't climb to the peak again, but it was fantastically stimulating to have Jim's young mouth working on her cunt so laboriously while Lydia sucked her tongue and urgently squeezed her jouncing breasts. Finally with a final cry of completely sensual satiation, Lydia ended the three-way coupling.
"Ohhh… aahhhhh! Again! I'm cumming again, you beautiful fucker…! Stop before you tear my cunt in half!" With a quick movement, Lydia dislodged herself from the boy's savagely impaling cock and rolled away on the mattress, hands covering her ravaged pussy. She shook like a bowl of jello for a minute as Jim pushed Kathy off his face.
"And what the hell do I do with this?" Jim demanded, taking his slickly wet cock in his fist and pumping it at the two women. "This was all your idea, Lydia. Everything was just cool until you came by." Shit! What good were two women when neither of them had the energy to make it?
"Okay, fella, you asked for it. We're gonna show little Miss Copper here what fucking is all about. Your husband ever fuck you in the ass, Kathy? Or hasn't Art got it in him any more?" Lydia rolled over onto her belly and then raised herself up on her hand and knees, salaciously waving her smooth, round buttocks in the moonlight. "Put your cock in my asshole – that's really tight!"
On the other side of the room, just below the yellowed old calendar that hung from a two-penny nail, the month turned to March, 1962, Mark struggled to open his liquor-crossed eyes to stare at the mattress where Lydia was waving her ass cheeks in the air. He reached out his hands on the floor to support himself in one last effort to get to his feet, but everytime he turned his head his stomach started to revolt, sending a shot of warm saliva to his mouth in warning. Tomorrow, he promised himself, his eyes closing. Tomorrow he'd get in on the action.
Lydia wriggled until her knees were wide apart, her smooth white ass cheeks splayed open with the tiny rose of her anus centered above the hotly swollen lips of her wetly dripping cunt, she dropped to her elbows leaving her slowly-churning buttocks elevated high in the lewd invitation. Jim didn't see how he could get his long, thickly throbbing cock up into the tight rectal opening his girl friend offered, but he sure as hell wasn't going to turn down the offer. With a groan he knelt behind her, hovering over her subserviently positioned young body. He took his cock in his hand brought the passion-swollen knob to the little target and pressed forward.
Lydia moaned aloud and tried to screw her anus back onto his prodding shaft, but her efforts only dislodged the impatiently seeking tip, letting the glans slide down the crack of her buttocks and plunge once more into the well-reamed depths of her fourteen year-old cunt. Twice again the nervous youth tried and failed until Lydia, now beginning to grown in frustration, said to Kathy, "For God's sake, help him fuck it to my asshole!"
Filled with dread wondering what would stop these immoral teenagers and deciding nothing would, Kathy, afraid to disobey, took Jim's hot, slippery cock in both hands and held it tightly to the constricting ring of the girl's contracted anus. Jim grasped her undulating hips and held her tight.
Then he lunged forward with all the strength of his muscular young body.
"Eeeeeyyyyeee!!!!" the dark-haired girl yelled as she felt her rubbery muscle expand and yield – and his cock was in!
Almost bug-eyed, Kathy saw Lydia's tender rectum expand to many times its normal sized as the plundering glans of the blond boy's cock forced its way up into her tightly-constricted anal hole. She heard Lydia gasp in pain, yet saw her jerk her hips back to absorb even more of the unnaturally invading cock head. Jim paused for a moment giving the kneeling girl a chance to adjust to the anally-stretching intrusion, then pushed further up into the clenching confines of her rectum and slowly began to fuck in and out. With each outstroke, a ring of pink anal flesh clung to his cock, and then was pushed deep up into the straining girl's buttocks again as he fucked forward.
Back and forth he fucked his stubby young cock, each time going a little deeper up into her wide-stretched asshole, bringing along low moans of masochistic pleasure from Lydia.
The dark haired girl swung her hips from side to side and began to rhythmically rotate the creamy moons of her buttocks, wishing he would fuck his boated cock all the way into the butt of her spine. The initial entry was part that hurt – and it hurt like hell! But she knew that once his cock was fucked all the way up her grasping rectum with his balls flattened against her straining soft ass cheeks and his hard cock pushing almost into her trembling young belly, it would be good, even wilder than being fucked in the cunt! To urge him on she began to sway her impaled buttocks back and forth in time to his slow fucking movements up into her hungrily seething anus.
"Harder!" she gasped. "Deeper! Get it in meeee!"
"You asked for it!" the boy retorted, and put every ounce of strength into one great inward fuck.
Her eyes wide with disbelief, Kathy watched the entire length of Jim's cock slam up into the teenager's widely-stretched anus, and heard his cum-laden balls slap wetly down against the softly curling strands of Lydia's cum-soaked pussy hairs. From the way the raven-haired girl screamed, Kathy was sure she would faint, but instead she began to jerk and fuck furiously back with her hotly churning ass cheeks.
I can't believe it! thought Kathy, bug-eyed. These kids… and they are no more than infants… know more about sex than Art and I could even imagine!
Art…! Kathy clapped her hands over her ears! Art! In her lewd, new found sexual pleasure, as she responded to the girl called Lydia's perverted assault, she had forgotten him completely. Now she dared not think of him, think of how he would react were he ever to find out what had just transpired. Dear God! What had possessed her? What evil demon had taken control of her body and soul, leading her to such unexplainable depths of degradation? What? And why?
Wide-eyed, Kathy watched as Jim's rod of flesh drilled in and out of his girl friend's tautly stretched anus while Lydia tossed her blue-black hair wildly from side to side, her sensuous lips twisted in a grimace of pure animalistic ecstasy. It had taken her a hell of a long time to get this blonde haired boy to concede to fucking her in the ass, but maybe it was worth the waiting and the put-downs – particularly as the way things worked out, she had both Jim and the over-sexed cop's wife at the same time! The girl, gasping out her lustful pleasure, swept all thoughts from her mind except how good it felt to be obscenely fucked in the ass while the woman she intended to make her lesbian partner watched! She'd never thought that Kathy McGuire, wife of the blundering narc, would ever turn on!
Then the savage fucking had its effect on her straining body and she knew she was going to orgasm at any moment. Lydia cried out, "Jim, oh Jim… I'm cumming! Cum with me – fill my hot little asshole with your cum, you wild fucker!"
"You bet I will!" the nearly exhausted boy groaned, speeding his strokes, feeling the seminal fire race the length of his laboring cock and then begin to spurt into Lydia's tightly clenched anus.
Kathy had never seen anything like the way the two teenagers reached orgasm together. Their bodies twitched and jerked against each other, and she saw the boy's cock swell and spasm, and then the super heated gush of his white cum exploded into Lydia's obscenely milking anus, draining her lover of every drop of his adolescent semen. She heard the loud, wet popping sound as Jim finally pulled his flaccid cock from the girl's clenching ass cheeks, bringing with it a long thick string of cum that eventually broke and left a sticky stripe across the upturned buttocks and thighs of Lydia.
The entire lust-inciting performance had been something Kathy had never dreamed possible even in her most obscene dream. It was wild, something perverted farmers did to their sheep and cows, certainly not to women of stature. She covered her head with her arms, and heaved a suppressed sob of complete despair. Images of Art, proud and stern, passed before her eyes, along with an arrogantly leering Lydia, and a cruel, hateful Jim. They whirled in Kathy's tormented brain, chasing one another until at last everything dissolved in a blur of exploding confusion and Kathy fell into a light, troubled sleep.