Note, this a true story, none of the names have been changed, but certainly not the events of the days!, this is taken right from my diary entries of the time.

My (email) name is Joyce Devries and it was a real life adventure that till this day has never been matched for an exciting adventure. I am 5’2", TV, live near Toronto, Ont., Canada, pass quite well as a woman and have done tons of "real life" things as a woman, but this was the ultimate in adventures.

 

Bridesmaid For Real       by: Joyce Devries          joyce_devries@hotmail.com     ICQ: 26082876

 

Part #6

A long adventure of how I became to be a Bridesmaid in a real Wedding when only the Bride and Groom knew my real gender.

 

THE BIG DAY, GETTING READY, NOVEMBER 1989

I was shaken awake by my girlfriend at the "un-Godly" hour of 6:30am, I was groggy and rolled over and she told me, "wake up sleepy head, time to get up and be a Bridesmaid, your appointment at the salon is only a couple of hours away". It took a few minutes to clear my head, but once that was done I was ready to get to the work at hand and climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom, leaving my girlfriend still in the bed. As I got up I heard her say, "take lots of time, there is no hurry, and you have to be really, really clean, I left something on the counter I want you to put on before you come out of the bathroom". I did as she asked and as I went into the shower, grabbed two razors just in case and enjoyed the warm water and spent an hour on my legs, arms, chest and everything, there was not a hair anywhere. As I came out of the shower and dried off, I saw what my girlfriend left out and it was something called "body spray". I had no clue what this was and I stuck my head out of the bathroom and asked my girlfriend what this was and heard her call from the living room that I needed to spray that all over myself. "Too keep you smelling fresh for the day, you really should not be wearing perfume". I closed the door and shook the container and sprayed it all over, they smell was lovely and it was very close to my girlfriend’s Obsession perfume, but not as strong.

I came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and went into the bedroom and my girlfriend had already taken care of laying out my clothes for the morning. She left on the bed, her blue shirtdress, the same one I wore to the engagement party, an older pair of nude nylons (definitely not sheer). My favorite pair of 3" black kid shoes and of course my low backed strapless bra, and a brand new pair of pure snow white silk and lace panties, they looked incredible. As I was looking over the clothes I heard a knock at the door and my girlfriend reminding me to only put on a little makeup for the day as she reminded me I was getting made up at Debbie’s for the Wedding (as if I needed reminding). I slipped on my lingerie and then into the blue shirtdress and made my way to the makeup mirror and applied a little eyeliner and light reddish pink lipstick. I came out of the bedroom and there was my girlfriend sitting on the couch and she looked me over and told me that I was as white as a ghost and "was anything wrong?". I of course told her "no", but she also noticed my hands were shaking like leaves and then I realized it was my nerves. My girlfriend took me by the hand and sat me on the couch, and even though it was 8am, she poured me a wine spritzer and told me to relax while she got dressed. I was shaking like a leaf and as I sipped on the wine spritzer, I had all sorts of thoughts running through my mind about how the day could go terribly wrong. My girlfriend came and was dressed in gray sweatpants and a green sweatshirt and sat next to me on the couch, grabbed my hands and talked to me, telling me, "I know you are nervous, all girls in the Wedding party usually are. Just do what you have been told to do and follow the lead of the other girls and things will be fine, you have made it this far with no one finding out who you are". She was right.

It took a second wine spritzer before I started to believe her and definitely did not want to get drunk before and occasion like this and the timing was right and it was time to go to the salon. My girlfriend handed me my purse and we both checked to make sure everything that was needed for the day was ready to go. The reason was that we would be heading right from the salon, to Debbie’s parents house and she reminded me that, "the next time you come back here, you will be in your Bridesmaid dress". I packed the real and pearl necklace in my purse the evening before when we got home so that was set, and I grabbed my heels for the dress and we were ready to go. As we grabbed our coats in the hall I noticed my floral dress that my girlfriend was going to be wearing was in a cleaning bag, and she told me she had it cleaned for the day, and I could not wait to see her wearing it.

We both helped each other on with our coats and slung our purses over our shoulders and I still remember hearing the door of the apartment shut as we left for the salon. I knew that the next time I walked through that door, I was going to be a Bridesmaid that was just in a Wedding. We got to the car and I slid in and started shaking again, and my girlfriend grabbed my hand and got serious and looked me in the eye and said. "Seriously Joyce, it is REALLY too late, calm down and focus on what you have to do, you definitely cannot back out now". My head was spinning, not from the wine but the thoughts running through my head. Was I going to trip going down the isle?, was someone going to find out what I was?, was I pretty enough?, was Paul going to start caressing me on the dance floor and "discover me"?.

It only took 10 minutes or so and we were at the salon, and this was my first time in a salon so I had no clue what to expect. My girlfriend and I got out of the car and I followed her in and as soon as we walked in a cute blond, about 5’5", wearing a little black miniskirt, very well done makeup, white sweater and low black heels, exclaimed, "hi there!, so this is the Bridesmaid-to-be?". My girlfriend responded back and said, "yes, this is my friend Joyce, her nails need work, and I could think of nobody better than you Sasha, Joyce meet Sasha". We shook hands and after my girlfriend took my coat and my purse, she lead me to a table and I sat down and Sasha went to work on my nails, she asked, "so how long do you want Joyce?". My girlfriend came over just as she was asking that question and I had a total blank stare on my face, what did she mean how long?, I thought she was just going to make them pretty. My girlfriend quickly spoke up, "’active length’ right Joyce?, with a clear coat?", at this point I had no clue what she was talking about and just agreed. Over the next 45 minutes, Sasha applied fake nails to my hands. Sasha would not stop talking and was asking me tons and tons of questions about the Wedding, and if I was excited?, colour of the dresses?, flowers?, etc., etc. Before I knew it I had real nails!, I mean, they looked totally real!. They were not long, maybe a quarter inch past my regular "male" nails, but they certainly made my hands look very, very dainty. All the while my girlfriend was combing and combing my hair making sure it was pretty and perfect as there was going to be no hair styling for me at Debbie’s, once she was convinced everything was perfect she backed off and let Sasha finish my nails.

I had to sit for about 5 minutes while for them to dry and that period of time I stood up to meet Sasha and she gave me a very gentle hug and told me to have a great Wedding. I was in awe and could not believe I would have hands that looked that feminine, and my girlfriend said. "Now, you have to be really careful in what you do Those cost $45, do not try and lift anything, you are a woman today, let the men do that kind of thing". As we put on our coats, and it was really weird as I now had nails and it felt kind of funny, Sasha said to my girlfriend, "see you in hour or so?". She said she would and looked back at me and said as we walked out the door, "do you think you are the only one being pampered at the salon today?". I was still stunned at how pretty my hands looked and took extra care as I got into the passenger side of the car, I saw the clock on the dash, only 10 minutes till we were supposed to be at Debbie’s!.

As we drove, a million more thoughts ran through my mind and a funny thing happened as we got closer to Debbie’s parents and that was that I started calming down and what was fear turned into absolute excitement. We continued holding hands and as my girlfriend turned into the driveway of Debbie’s parents house she said the same thing I did when I saw it, "oh my god!". She pulled up to the main entrance of the large house and out front was a large stretch limousine and ribbons and balloons all around the doorways and on the railings. My girlfriend leaned over and gave me a little kiss and told me to leave my purse and coat in the car and to take my jewelry out. I did and opened the door to the bright sunshine and pulled off my coat and threw it on the back seat. It was chilly and I quickly grabbed my heels and jewelry and headed for the front door as my girlfriend had one thing to say before I went and rang the doorbell. "Remember smile!, and see you later this afternoon ‘my pretty Bridesmaid’".

I made my way to the door as I heard my girlfriend drive off and then rang the doorbell. One of Debbie’s Aunts answered the door and said, "hello Barb, you are the first one here, Debbie is having all the girls get ready in her room and her parents, follow me". I followed her and could tell the house was a "beehive" of activity, as we walked past the large room the rehearsal party was held in, and it looked like a photography studio with the flashes and cameras set up. I could hear lots of voices coming from various rooms and just followed her up the stairs. She showed me to the bathroom and told me that Debbie was not back from getting her nails and hair done. She told me that Debbie’s mother was just getting her hair and makeup done and that there was a robe in the bathroom that I could use and that I could leave my clothes in Debbie’s room. She went on to explain that I was not to worry, the door to Debbie’s room was going to be shut all of the time. So if I was uncomfortable with the robe I did not have to wear it, and to leave my clothes there and I could pick them up the next day. She also commented, "I see you are already in nylons, Debbie has left ones for you to wear today on the vanity, when you are done, come down to the last door on the left and we will get your makeup done". She grabbed my shoes and jewelry and told me that she would put them in Debbie’s room and pointed out which one it was.

I opened the door to the bathroom and nearly died, it was the main bathroom in the house and I had never seen anything like it before. First off, it was bigger than the entire apartment my girlfriend and I lived in!!!, the floor looked like it was marble, all of the fixtures were brass and there was a chandelier!!!. There was a large lighted vanity and separate sink area, there was a large separate showering area and what looked like a huge bathtub. I was totally blown away, but then jolted back to reality of the job at hand.

Quite a few things ran through my mind, as there was going to be no way I was going to be in just bra and pantyhose in front of the other girls. How the heck was I going to get into my dress without being found out?. I thought I was just going to get my makeup put on in the clothes I came in and then discreetly slip into my Bridesmaid dress. My nerves started getting to me again, but I was sure Debbie had made some arrangement so that I could discreetly get dressed. I undressed and slid off the pantyhose that I was wearing, and found 4 packages of new nude pantyhose on the vanity, and written on one was my name. I opened the package and carefully slid them on, I noticed by the brand name "DIM" that these were not cheap pantyhose. I got them on with putting a run in them and then looked around the room and found two white terrycloth robes hanging on the wall and grabbed one. I slipped it on, and even though it was small on me, at least covered what it needed to cover. I gathered my clothes, stuffing the pantyhose that I wore to Debbie’s in the front of one of my 3" black heels and grabbed the blue shirtdress and opened the door. Debbie’s aunt heard me come out and came to help, she grabbed my clothes and told me that she would put them in Debbie’s room and that Debbie’s mother was almost done and to go into the master bedroom.

I slowly walked towards the door and when I turned to walk in was really surprised. There were two women, probably in their early 30’s, very attractive, both in jeans and t-shirts, their makeup was very well done. Debbie’s mom stood up and was done, she was dressed in a lovely cream dress, and the makeup work the girls had done made her look spectacular. She came over to me and gave me a hug and told me that she loved my hair and introduced me to the girls that would be getting me ready, Lilly and Sam. Lilly, who was apparently doing the hair, commented, "oh you are Barb, I see your hair has already been done, Debbie told us you were getting done ahead of time, you should be quick to get done, just makeup and nails. I was seated and a bib put on me, I had no clue what that was for, but listened to my girlfriends voice in my head and "just followed their lead". It was quite the routine, Lilly had me put my hands on a table and commented on how pretty my hails looked, and she very carefully started to put nail polish on them. Sam on the other hand started working on my makeup, she was using things I had never seen before, liquid eyeliner, lip liner, and a tool she used on my eye lashes, finally she painted my lips with liquid lipstick (a first for me). I sat quietly as they worked, and in the background I could hear that Debbie and Teresa had arrived and Debbie came in to see how I was doing. I could not see her, but she commented, oh Barb, you are going to like this look, it is definitely "you". Lilly was finished before Sam, and she then work a little on my hair, adding two little combs that had some tiny white flowers sticking out of them, "baby’s breath" was what I was told the flowers were.

They were eventually done and they held a mirror in front of me and honestly, I swear I almost did not recognize myself!. My eyes, so defined, my cheeks, I had really defined cheeks!, and big pouting lips. I almost started to cry and Sam noticed this and said, "don’t cry dear, it will really ruin your makeup and you are not even at the church yet!". As I stood up, I looked over and Sam had all of our purses on another table and found one with my name in it and said, "ok, you have the same colour of lipstick as you have on now in here. As well as blush, a comb, some dry foundation, tissues, and some other things you may need". I turned with my purse in hand, not knowing were to go next and in came Teresa, wearing the other robe and I heard Lilly and Sam say, "next!". Teresa smiled at me and said, "you look fantastic!. Debbie’s Aunt then told me that Debbie was waiting for me in her room and that I might as well get into my dress.

I opened the door to Debbie’s bedroom and my eyes opened really wide and I am sure my face went flush!. There was Debbie standing there in a strapless merry widow, with ultra sheer white stockings, being held up with garters and silky white panties. Her hair was done up in French curl and her headpiece was already on her head with the organza material flowing down her back as she stood. Her makeup was absolutely perfect, just like mine, when I came in the room she looked over at me and smiled and told me that I already really looked pretty. I froze and really did not know what to do, but Debbie’s mother came out of the large closet and had a HUGE white crinoline for Debbie’s dress and noticed me. She smiled and said, "great one of the Bridesmaid’s, come here and give me a hand helping Debbie into this". I walked over to near the middle of the room were Debbie was standing and I was told to kneel down so that Debbie could rest a hand on my shoulder. She then stepped into it and I heard Debbie’s mother say "thanks, oh shoot, I forgot the ‘something blue’, I will be right back".

As Debbie’s mother left the room both Debbie and I looked at each other, she told me that my dress was in the closet, and I cannot remember who moved first, but we quickly moved to the closet and she was the first to find my Bridesmaid dress. I saw the bag had my name on it and she handed it to me and right in the VERY large walk in closet stripped out of my robe and quickly stepped into the dress. I spun around and Debbie quickly and carefully zipped me up, we both left the closet and I looked back and saw Debbie having trouble getting back out of the closet and had to laugh, she was tugging and pulling at her crinolines to get through the door. She was laughing too as she walked towards the center of the room and I stood there with my white robe in my hands and Debbie’s mother walked back. She asked what was so funny and Debbie said, "I think I am going to have fun with going through doors!". Debbie’s mother giggled a little and said, "oh dear, wait till see when you have to go to the ladies room, you will definitely know why you have Bridesmaid’s". We finished giggling and Debbie’s mother asked me for the robe as Liz needed it as she arrived a few minutes before to get her makeup and hair done. I had to comment to Debbie as she stood there how large the material was and at the bottom was probably 3 feet on either side of her feet!. She laughed and said, "but remember how pretty it made my Wedding dress look".

When Debbie’s mother came back to the room, she went into the closet and grabbed Debbie’s dress, which was in a large white bag with a zipper on it. She opened the bag and carefully pulled out Debbie’s dress and hung it on the top of the door, saying to Debbie, "we will get you into that dear when Teresa gets here, no offense Barb, Teresa is used to helping Debbie into it". I told her no offense was taken and that I would be glad to do what ever I could to help. In the meantime I slipped into my shoes and made my way to Debbie’s vanity and put on my jewelry. Debbie came up behind me and helped me do up the necklace, I was staring at myself in the mirror and as I did, she gently grabbed my shoulders. She looked into the mirror with me and said, "told you would be a pretty Bridesmaid, your gorgeous, let’s see the ‘whole’ look". She grabbed my hand and lead me to her bed and what I failed to notice before was all of the bouquet’s were laid out on the bed and they were absolutely incredible. She handed me one and then lead me over to her large full length mirror and I knew enough on how to hold them, and her mother came over and told me to hold them a little higher, but not too high. I stood there and stared at the look, and I was speechless, the dress fit and felt perfect, the flowers were absolutely lovely and I could not get over how the matching heels made the whole look. I could see Debbie, still just in her lingerie standing, smiling at me and just as she was about to say something Teresa came in and immediately commented on how I looked "wonderful".

Debbie’s mother told Teresa she needed the robe and Teresa took it off and handed it to her. Ok, I thought, "this is not happening", I kept staring at myself in the mirror, but behind me were two beautiful girls, both in nothing but lingerie hugging and telling each other how pretty they both looked. After they finished, Teresa, still in just her pantyhose, panties and bra, came and stood right beside me and said, "sure I hope I look that good in my dress". I could see Debbie covering her mouth a little in the background with an ear to ear grin, and I tried everything I could not to look at this gorgeous woman standing next to me in just lingerie. The way they had done her hair and makeup made her look like a supermodel, I could easily see her ample breasts almost bursting out of her bustier, and could not help but notice the plain white cotton panties she was wearing. She turned to Debbie, who quickly stop smiling and almost giggling and as asked were the dresses where and she told her the closet and she knew where it was and went to get her dress. Debbie came over to me and was giggling and said, "the expression on your face was priceless, I wish I had a camera!". I walked over to the bed and put the flowers down. I asked Debbie if any bouquet was any certain girl’s and she told me they were all the same and that "that is another present from me to the Bridesmaid’s, make sure you take yours home". Teresa came out of the closet with her dress and took it out of the bag and stepped into it then walked backwards to me and asked me to zip her up, which I did. She took slipped on her heels and made her way to the vanity and put on her jewelry, all the while, Debbie’s mother was getting ready to help Debbie into her dress.

When Teresa was done, she came over and helped Debbie very carefully slip her dress over her head and down. As Teresa moved to the back of the dress, Debbie asked me to adjust the front down over her crinolines and her mother was fluffing out the train. As Teresa was finishing up buttoning and zippering Debbie’s dress, I had to stand back and look at how wonderful she looked, absolutely stunning, the makeup, the hair and the dress all combined to make a wonderful look. As Debbie started to make her way to the mirror Liz came in wearing the white robe and made her way to the closet, as she came out, she dropped her robe and threw it in the corner of the room. Again I was floored, as this 19 year old very attractive woman was standing before me in just pantyhose, panties and her bra. She slipped on her dress and turned her back to me and asked me to do her up and I did. I looked back to see Debbie in front of the large mirror looking herself over and she was stunning. Liz quickly got her shoes on and jewelry and went to admire Debbie, and as she did I followed and was in awe at what I saw. Even though we did not have our flowers, on one side of Debbie was Liz and myself, the other Teresa, I could not believe that I was actually wearing the exact same dress as two other girls and standing next to a Bride-to-be in a Wedding gown!. As we stood there we all complimented each other, Connie finally came in the room and got her dress, Debbie’s mother did her dress up as we were all still busy admiring ourselves and Debbie. Final adjustments were made to Debbie’s dress, train and headpiece and then Debbie’s mother said, "alright ladies picture time, grab your flowers and head downstairs".

Then the moment that will forever be in my mind and define the whole day happened. Debbie called over her mother to her and said, "can you take care of getting the girls ready, I want a moment alone with Barb". She said, "of course dear, anything you want, after all, this is your day". I looked over at Debbie and she had a weird grin on her face and said, "please stay for a minute Barb". The last person was out of the room and I could hear everyone else going down the stairs Debbie said to me in a very low and seductive way, "please go lock the door Barb". As I went to the door Debbie moved to her bed and sat down, and motioned a finger for me to come and join her. It was funny as I approached the bed, her dress surrounding her and the crinolines sticking out. As I got closer I could see a certain look in her eyes that I had only seen once before and that was a year and half ago during a very erotic evening. She patted the bed beside her and I put down my flowers and she grabbed my hands and looked me right in the eyes and said, "Barb, and I will forever call you Barb, I want you to give myself and Carl a special Wedding present". I smiled and held her hands tighter and said, "I know what my girlfriend and I got you is perfect, you will love it". She held my hands even tighter and said, "out of all of the other Bridesmaid’s you and I share a special bond, and you do know what that is right?", I of course knew what she meant and said, "how can I ever forget?".

She reached over to her nightstand and opened a box and pulled out a white lace garter cover with blue ribbon. She held it up and asked me if I knew what it was, I took a guess and said, "your garter, something blue?", she smiled and said "yes". She then asked if I knew what the ritual was at the end of the evening, and I told her I did. She then gave a wicked smile and said, "but there is no ritual for when it gets put on is there?". I did not know of any and told her, she giggled, and said, "of course there is not, until now". She got serious and pulled her body to mine and we hugged and she gave me a very light kiss on the lips. She pulled away and said, "I would be honored if you would put that on my left leg", I said "of course", then the request came. "When you are down there, among all that crinoline material, I want you to give us a special present for our Wedding night". She handed me the garter and I was still staring at her. She lifted a finger close to my lips and said, "leave a lipstick kiss mark on the front of my panties so tonight when Carl see it he will go wild, and will give me a keepsake from you. I was floored and was totally excited and scared at the same time, Debbie saw this and said, "remember the door is locked and be careful not to smear your makeup when you go down.

I slid off the bed and Debbie laid back, her crinolines literally hiding her entire body as I sat on the floor looking up. I lifted her left leg and slid the garter on and up and Debbie had to help pulling the layers and layers of material away so I would not smear anything. Finally I had the garter in place at the top of her stockings and was staring at her pure white silk panties, I said quietly, "are you sure", and she quietly back, "yes". I spread her legs as far as they would go and very gently, as if I was kissing her, brought my lips to the front of her panties and pressed hard. The musty smell of her excitement filled my nostrils as I pressed my lips carefully to her crotch and I held them there for a few seconds. I backed off and there was a perfect kiss mark on the front of her panties like she wanted. I stood up and smoothed out my dress and helped Debbie stand up and adjusted her dress and train and such. She smiled and gave me a little kiss and told me I best adjust my lipstick. As she grabbed for her flowers I made my way to the vanity and opened my purse and got another shock. What the girls told me earlier about, "and other things", I had no idea that included a tampon, maxi pad and a condom!. I asked Debbie what that was all about and she just laughed and said, we talked about it and rather than embarrass any girls by asking questions, like if they were on their period or going out after with a male friend. We thought we would pack the purses for "periods or sex after the Wedding", she laughed and handed me my flowers and I unlocked the door and helped her downstairs.

Debbie told me to go to the same room that we had the engagement party in and of course everyone was asking what took us so long and I blushed, but Debbie just said, "we had something special to talk about". The photographer had tons of equipment set up and we were told that the first pictures were going to be of Debbie, Debbie and her father, Debbie and her mother, etc., etc. So for the first hour, Teresa, Connie Liz and I stood around, and about 15 minutes into that first hour a server came and offered glasses of champagne, which I made sure I only had a couple. Debbie looked beautiful as she posed and I knew that the pictures were going to be spectacular afterwards. I was glad when the photographer then called the "girls of the Wedding party" as my feet were already starting to feel the effects of standing in one place. As we moved towards the area of were the pictures were being taken, Sam was there, making sure each one of us had our lipstick touched up and blush was perfect.

We were all placed and arranged and moved into different positions and after a while my mouth muscles were starting to get sore from smiling so much. Finally the picture that I knew would mean the most to me and that was one of just Debbie and I alone, the photographer took two and Debbie said, "no take a couple more just to make sure we get it right". I had lost total track of time, I thought it was around 12 noon or so, and as we stood around and chatted after the pictures, Debbie’s Mom came and told us that it was time to get going to the church!. Both Liz and I looked at each other and both could not believe that in 30 minutes, the Wedding would take place!, "my time flies when you are having fun", I thought.

There was a "flurry" of activity as everyone grabbed things and started making their way to the door. We were told to "stay put" and let the photographer get out and everyone else and then we should make our way to the Limo". We did and both Teresa and I helped Debbie gather her dress, Liz held her flowers as we made our way to the Limo. Even though the sun was shining, you could see your breath, but the limo was only a few feet from the door and after Debbie was comfortably seated, we climbed in one by one in to the very large and spacious limo. I personally had never been in a vehicle like that and just sat back in the leather seat and looked around. The driver poked his head in and told us champagne was on ice and that he would take his time and "ladies enjoy the ride". Connie was closest to the champagne and started pouring glass for each of us and handed a glass to people one by one. The ride to the church was about 15 minutes away and when we arrive we could see lots of people still arriving and we were told to stay in the limo for a while. We all finished our champagne and it was about 10 minutes later that Debbie’s mom came to the limo and knocked on the glass and told us it was time to go in.

All of the Bridesmaid’s got out of the limo and then waited for Debbie to make her way to the door and we helped her out. Just like we went into the limo, Teresa and I helped Debbie into the church and Liz carried her flowers into the church. As we walked up to the church lots of people that still were not seated were "oohhing and ahhing" and looking at us and we all were doing was nothing but smiling back. I kept looking for my girlfriend in the crowd, but she was not anywhere, and followed the other girls into the front lobby of the church and then into the side room where we were told to go. We were told to "sit down and be comfortable" while the rest of the people are being seated. The nervousness of all of the girls could be felt, not only myself, but all of the other girls as well and of course Debbie. We talked and wondered all about what it was going to be like. Then the knock at the door came and I have no clue who it was behind the door, but we all heard, alright ladies, time to go. I stood up, grabbed my flowers and Teresa chimed out, "ok ladies, bra check, everyone make sure you are comfortable, let’s go". All of us put down our flowers and adjusted our bras to be comfortable. The door opened and I was probably just as nervous as any of the other girls as we walked towards the back of the church........

 

To be continued.....

Joyce Devries        joyce_devries@hotmail.com       ICQ: 26082876

 

 

 

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