Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2007 13:05:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: Suzi <storeegurl@yahoo.com>
Subject: Siblings - Part 12

These stories contain descriptions of high school age siblings engaging in
bisexual, lesbian sex, gay sex and straight sex as well as incest. Names
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Part 12    Deen Plans


I woke up alone to a sunshine filled room.  I rolled over and looked at my
hand, remembering where it had been last night.  I wondered if it was real
but then I knew it was.  I had fisted my Mother and it was her idea.

I got up and headed to the kitchen.  Naked Mom was drinking coffee and the
unused cereal bowls and boxes were on the table.  I got a cup of coffee and
kissed her on the cheek.  She wouldn't look at me or turn her face for a
real kiss.

"What's up Mom?"

"You know damn well what's up.  We are a couple of wanton sluts."

"No Mom. No way.  We love our sex.  You needed me and I responded."

"You always over simplify things and I can't come up with a valid
rebuttal."

"Well..... it is simple.  We love the way we make each other feel.  I
know... society says....  well who cares?  as long as only we know.... does
it really matter about society?"

The thought for a bit then said "Jamie, I can never seem to find fault with
your logic.  I guess I really don't want to.  We are good together aren't
we?"

I just looked at her with a big grin on my face as I nodded.

"But, I am just a teensy bit sensitive down there this morning."

I snickered and said "I am not surprised.  Have you ever had a whole hand
before?"

"No, and I don't know why I did this time.  I was just crazy I guess."

"If you are a little sore, maybe I can kiss it and make it better," I
laughed.

"Don't even think about it, little girl, I think I need a little break."

I was fixing a bowl of cereal for me and said "OK, I am going back to
Deen's today anyway."

"Oh, ... going back for seconds on Derek are we?"

"Noooooo Mom.  She and I have to work on that art class project. Besides
that the rest of them will be there so I have to be on my good behaviour."

"I can drop you off.  I am going to the office for a while.  Besides that I
should stop in to say my sympathies to Deen and Josh won't be home until
mid afternoon."

"OK.  Let me call and see when it is alright for us to come over."

I called and Georgia answered.  I told her I wanted to come over and see
Deen and my Mom was going to drop me off before I asked her when would be a
good time to come.

She said "Since your Mom is bringing you, anytime will be good.  I have
been doing laundry and cleaning so I didn't want to leave right now to come
and pick you up but you are welcome anytime.  Come ahead whenever you are
ready.  Deen will be glad to see you and I will tell her you are coming."

"OK.  Thank you.  We will be there in about 15 minutes."

Then I said "You heard what I told her Mom.  Throw on some clothes and we
can go."

So we both went and quickly dressed, brushed our fingers through our hair
and away we went.

We were met at the door by Georgia.  She led us to the kitchen and offered
coffee.  Mom accepted but I said "None for me. I am over my limit already."

"Deen is on the screen porch.  Just go on out if you want."

"Thanks.  Is Derek here?"

Mom looked at me quickly and then sipped her coffee.

"No, he went somewhere with Jamal.  Hard to say."

"OK, I can harass him later I guess," I snickered as I headed out to the
porch.

I turned quickly and said "Oh I almost forgot.  Sorry Mom. " as I went back
and kissed her cheek.

She swatted at my butt as I left but I dodged her and laughed on my way to
see Deen.

There she was, leg brace on, wearing a red tank top and gray shorts.  Short
shorts.

"Sit over here," she said, pointing to the chair on her right instead of
across the table.

I sat, my knee bumped hers (the good leg) and she swung her knee away, then
brought it back and whacked my knee with hers.  She didn't even look up
before she started laughing.

Her hand found my knee and rubbed it and then she rested her hand on my leg
just above my knee.

"Your skin is so smooth, Jamie."

"Thanks, it takes a lot of lotion to keep it that way after shaving." as I
put my hand on her knee.

She was looking down at a paper on the table.  When she looked up at me it
was just with her eyes.  Her head didn't move.  That struck me as a really
sexy move.

I smiled and said "Yours feels really smooth too."

"And I almost never have to shave since I only have a few hairs on my legs.
That helps."

"Really? I never noticed that.  Let me see."

She put her leg up on mine in one smooth move.  Her foot was bare, her
toenails a bright red and a small gold chain on her ankle.  I put my hand
on her ankle just above the chain and rubbed slowly up to her knee.  I
stopped and rested my hand on her knee before I rubbed upward another five
or six inches.  I withdrew my hand and pushed her leg off.

I heard Georgia say "What are you two doing out here"

Deen chuckled and said "Comparing leg hair.  She didn't believe that I have
almost none and rarely have to shave."

"Good grief.  What you girls come up with for entertainment."

I knew my Mom was watching my reaction.  I just sat quietly.

Georgia continued "Gina and I are going shopping.  Try not to wreck the
house while we're gone, OK?"

Deen looked so innocently at her and said "A black cripple and a white
girl?  What trouble could we possibly cause?"

Both Mothers just shook their heads.  As they turned to go out the screen
door, Georgia said "We will probably be gone a couple of hours.  I have my
cell phone."

"OK Mom," Deen said, "don't spend too much."

As soon as they were out of sight, Deen plopped her leg in my lap again and
said "Rub my leg again.  That felt good.  Please, Jamie?"

I didn't answer.  I was afraid of what I might say.  I scooted closer
putting my left hand on her thigh just below the leg of her shorts.  My
right hand grasped her toes and massaged her foot a bit before I slid it
down her foot to her ankle and started rubbing up and down the inside of
her calf with the heel of my hand on her shinbone.

"You're using both hands this time."

"Yeah, ... your legs are so gorgeous and smooth and your other leg is
unavailable so I thought I would give this one double attention."

She kind of snickered just a bit then said "You're funny."

With my hand still on her thigh, I squeezed a couple of times and then just
lightly rubbed my fingertips down to her knee and back up.

As she had done, I looked up with just my eyes moving.  She was looking
directly into my eyes.  She leaned forward and brought her face close to
mine.

"Jamie, are we close enough as friends to discuss really personal things?"

"I think so.  You know how open I am.  Tell me anything, it stays with me.
Ask me anything and I will answer if I can.  If I can't do that, then I am
not your friend."

"I knew you would say something like that. We have talked about a lot of
things in our short friendship. But the one thing that has never come up
is.......uh........ sex."

"You had sex education in seventh grade didn't you?" I quipped.

"Goofy.  I didn't mean that.  What are your feelings about sex and kids in
our age group?  You are so outgoing and have so many friends and some of
them, like the lunch group at school, seem to make a lot of witty remarks
about sex and some of the other kids. Sometimes you pipe up with comments
too.  I have never really been a part of a group like that and I just
wonder if they really know those things or if they are just being catty?"

"Wow.  That is a question isn't it?  Let me think a minute."

We just sat and stared into each others eyes while my brain clicked through
all the things I could say but was afraid to. Her stare was intense.  She
wanted to know and I felt I wasn't going to get by with vague answers.

"Well, let me see. Statistics say that more and more younger teens are
having sex these days, probably driven by advertising and TV.  I believe
that at least some of the lunch bunch have done things and some of their
joking around is a way of bragging about it without admitting to
anything. How would I know for sure?  They have boyfriends and boys our
ages have sex on their minds a lot if not constantly but boys sometimes
tell things that aren't exactly true.  So, yes, I think some of them know
what they are talking about and some are fakers. Who is who?  Have to
guess."

"That is kind of the impression I have of them too.  I just wondered what
you would say."

I took a big sip of my lemonade and she said "What about you Jamie? Are you
a virgin?"

I choked and strangled on the lemonade. I coughed and it spewed out of my
mouth onto her arm and hand.  Hacking and gasping for breath I said "I'm
sorry Deen. I tried to drink, breathe and talk at the same time and it
didn't work. I'll go get a towel from the kitchen.  You sit still."

"I'm sorry too.  I shouldn't have asked that while you had a mouthful of
lemonade."

As soon as I got back, while drying herself off and then wiping the table,
she laughingly said "The look on your face, before you got choked, was a
sight to behold.  Your eyes opened wide and then just expressed total
shock.  Did I shock you with that question?"

"Well, I wasn't expecting it, that's for sure."

"Now that your mouth is empty, ..... are you?" she asked with a really
impish grin on her face.

"You're a pain, you know that?"

"Yes I know. Shall I ask again?"

"Yes."

"You look so cute blushing like that. Are you a virgin Jamie?"

I was still staring into her eyes.  They were bright and twinkling as her
lips formed into a smile.

"No, I'm not.  Now quit asking."

"Somehow I knew that. I shouldn't have dragged it out of you like that but
I just had to know if I was right."

"Oh it's OK Deen. I guess. But now it's my turn.  Are you a virgin, Deen?"

She never blinked or showed any emotion at all as she said "Yes, I am a
virgin.  Am I an oddball?  Have most of the girls lost it already?"

"Of course you're not an oddball. I know some who are no longer virgins. I
am sure a big majority of our class are still virgins. But of course I
don't know that as a fact."

"If I stand up will you come and hug me?" she asked.

"You don't have to stand.  Just stay in your chair.  I will kneel in front
and we can hug. OK?"

She put her leg down and scooted the chair around a bit. I got up and
kneeled in front of her. Her knees separated and I nudged forward until I
met the edge of the chair seat.  Her arms went around my shoulders and I
laid my head against hers.  I felt her head turn a little and then her lips
kissed my cheek just in front of my ear.  I know I shivered but I don't
know if she felt it.

I felt her warm breath on my ear and then she whispered "Jamie.  I don't
want to be a virgin any more.  I want to ...  you know.... do IT with
somebody.  Can you.....will you ...help me?"

I raised my head and looked into her eyes.  Her expression was serious.
She wanted to have sex with somebody.

Enjoying the slightly dreamy state she had me in I absently said , "You
mean with a boy?"

"Of course I mean a boy.....oh my god.... Jamie.... you didn't think I
meant a girl... you didn't think I was asking you to..... " her voice just
trailed to silence.

I was speechless. So unusual for me.  My terror must have shown in my
face. I wasn't ready for her to know but I guess I had said the wrong
thing.

She said quietly "Oh my god. You know don't you? You know about doing
things with boys and girls. That's why you asked me that. Jamie... I am so
sorry for prying into your most private secrets. I really never suspected
that. Please forgive me."

I just sat back on the floor and quietly looked at my knees. My silence was
an affirmative for her.

Very softly she said "I guess now I know why I have seen you looking at me,
and sometimes others, in the showers at school. I thought maybe it was just
curiosity since I am black."

"I'm sorry, Deen.  Sorry I made you uncomfortable, sorry you found out like
this, sorry I disappointed you and I am sorry .... just sorry.... "

"Hey, I never said I was disappointed.  I just had no idea that's all.  I
am not a prude nor am I a homophobe.  If you stop and think about me, you
will remember that I am pretty liberal."

"I know.  I know.  So where do we go from here.  You are not like me in
that way.  Do we continue as friends?  or....." she cut me off by putting
her palm against my lips.

"We ARE friends.  And it doesn't matter to me if you are lesbian, bisexual,
homo, asexual or no-sexual, whatever.  You are Jamie and I love
you........oh my god.  I said that didn't I?  Purely unintentional.  I
didn't intend to tell you that.  But..... I meant it. "

I was a bit stunned but managed to say "And just how do you mean that
....."love"?  The "L" word means different things to different
people. Depends on how it is said, when it is used and under what
circumstances it was uttered."

"Well, since I have never been in love before, except of course with
family, maybe I don't really know.  But let me tell you what I do know."

Continuing she said "I know that when you're not around I feel empty. I try
to think of ways to spend time with you.  I have dreamed of you numerous
times. Dreamed a couple of times ..... of you and me..... you're going to
think I'm nuts for this.... making out like a boy and girl do... you know
like kissing and touching each other with our hands."

"Let's stop right here.  What you are telling me are things that I have
wanted to hear from you.  Things that I wanted to say to you.  So I think
we had best hold up.  Back off and wait while we assess what we're saying
to each other. OK?"

"Probably a good idea Jamie.  We don't want to get wrapped up in the moment
and do something foolish."

"Right.  And I have been known to do that. So, I just want to say this
..... anything that happens between us from this point on, ...... must be
initiated by you.  I don't want to be an instigator and lead you astray. Do
you understand what I am saying? It MUST be your idea."

"Yes, I understand.  Just so you know.... I am not a dummy.... and if I do
start something, get a little frisky or whatever, you have to know that I
have thought it through and know where I am going."

"OK.  So we are in agreement then," I said, " now can we get to work on
that art project before we both get an F in art?"

"Chicken," Deen said as she giggled at me.

Just then I heard voices from inside the house.  Mom and Georgia were back.
I was kind of relieved but it didn't do anything to relax the tension in my
groin.  I was glad I had on dark shorts because I knew I was wet.

They came on out to the porch carrying a couple of shopping bags each.  Mom
handed me one of hers and Georgia handed one to Deen.

Mine contained a bright red halter top and navy blue shorts.  Deen pulled
out a yellow halter and dark green shorts. The two halters and the two
shorts were exactly alike except for color.  It was like they were dressing
us as twins or something.  The items were very nice and not cheap. The
halters had some built in support to be worn without a bra. Deen and I
looked at each other smiling and nodded approval as we held the items up to
view.

Georgia said "Jamie, why don't you help Deen up and both of you go try on
your new stuff. Gina and I would like to see that everything fits OK."

I thought......'whoa.... we can't get out of this one.  Might as well go
with the flow and avoid any lame excuses'.

I helped Deen get out of the chair, grabbed the two bags in one hand and
her arm in the other and we took our time getting inside and to the guest
room where Deen is staying until her ankle heals.

Inside with the door closed I said quietly, "This is weird.  It is almost
like they knew what we been talking about today."

"I know.  But Mom brings me stuff all the time so it's really not that
weird for me."

"Yeah but..... the shorts and halters are exactly alike, just different
colors."

"Well, Jamie, we are gonna have to try them on and model them so we might
as well get on with it."

"Right but we have to take our bras off to wear those tops. They will know
we saw each other topless 'cause there's no bathroom in here where one of
us could go to change."

"Well, shy white girl, it ain't like we haven't seen each other before you
know?" as she pulled her top over her head and then undid the bra which had
a front hook.  I was rewarded with my first private viewing of her gorgeous
chocolate breasts with the darker purplish areola and protuding nipples.

I stood and stared.  They looked so firm and my imagination was on a
trip..... until I heard her say "C'mon, before they come in here to check
on us and find you salivating like that. You act like you've never seen my
boobs before."

"I haven't.  Not like this. Private and a bed in the room?  My mind plays
with me sometimes. You are so beautiful, Deen."

"Get your top and bra off.  Let me see too.  Then we have to hurry...." as
she pulled down her shorts and held them on the floor with her good leg
while she pulled the other through the shorts.

Pink bikini panties contrasted sharply with her dark skin.  I could see her
curly hair through the thin material. I was staring again.

I shook my head to get me going and I pulled my top over my head, followed
by my stretchy sports bra and I quickly dropped my shorts to the floor and
stood almost naked in front of Deen clad only in my sky blue thong.

A broad smile crossed her lips and she said "I see what you mean.  It is
.....different like this isn't it? Gives me kind of a heady feeling, not
like in a locker room full of other girls.  Jamie, you always look so
wonderful but here.... you glow....you are so much more beautiful right now
than I have ever seen you before."

"We better get dressed.... NOW... and get back out there.  Pay attention to
me Deen.  We need to get out of this room."

So we quickly pulled on our new shorts and tops before I opened the door
and let her lean on me as we mad our way back to the porch.

Our Moms were sitting at the table where Deen and I had been.  They both
stood when we came back and they walked around us, inspecting as they
circled.

Georgia said "Looks like we did good. You were right Gina, they really are
quite close to the same size."

"Yep, they could swap outfits and look like they have more clothes than
they really do," Mom snickered.

She went to Deen and hugged her, kissed her on the cheek and said "I have
to be going.  Are you going to stay awhile Jamie?"

"Yeah I think so.  We haven't made much progress on that project yet.
Guess we talk too much."

"OK, call me at the office when you're ready to go home and I will swing by
and pick you up."

"Alright," as I hugged her and kissed her cheek.

Georgia walked Mom to the front door.  After Mom left and Georgia told us
she was going to take a nap and went in leaving us alone still dressed in
our new outifts.

"Deen, I guess we need to go change back to our other clothes. We don't
want to get anything on these."

"You're right.  Let's go do it."

Back to the bedroom we went as I steadied her a bit. Once inside, without
hesitation we both peeled off our tops, once again exposing our breasts to
each other.  Deen almost lost her balance trying to get her shorts down.  I
was close and caught her arm with one hand.  She put her hand on mine and
we looked at each other and snickered.

So softly I could barely hear her, "Jamie....come closer.... I want us
to.....kiss."

With a bit of disdain in my voice I said "Deen..." and that was all I got
out.

"C'mon!" she said a little louder, "Closer."

I moved in front of her and put my arms around her shoulders with my chin
on her right shoulder.  I turned my face and kissed her on the cheek just
in front of her ear.

"OK, how's that?"

"You know that isn't what I meant.  Lips on lips Sweetie.  Like you do with
your boyfriends and girlfriends."

I was painfully aware that our breasts were rubbing together and the way we
were standing, my left one was between hers. She twisted her upper body a
litte and our nipples rubbed.  I could feel a drip run down and out of my
pussy.  Just then her lips brushed against my cheek near the corner of my
mouth and continued until she made full contact with my lips.  She pressed
against me, mouth and body.  Our lips worked together for several seconds
until I relaxed my arms and pulled my face from hers.

Immediately she said "What's wrong?"

Stammering a bit I replied, "Nothing is wrong Deen, at least not with the
kiss, but we have to stop right now. With your Mom here, she could come in
and we don't want that to happen.  Besides..... I thought you wanted to
learn about.... boys."

"I want to learn it all.  Boys and girls.  It is all part of my sex
education isn't it?"

I looked up at her and she had the broadest grin I had seen on her face.
We both burst out laughing and the tension eased quite a bit.

"Yeah I guess so but I don't remember signing up to teach the class."

"Well, I wouldn't want to learn from anybody else.  So you better get your
lesson plan in order 'cause school is going to start soon."

"We will talk about this later. Right now we need to get dressed and get on
that project."

She gave me a quick peck on the lips and said "Oh OK, killjoy."

We both put our older clothes back on and went back to the screen porch.
After some pertinent discussion we decided to try to sculpt a dog's head
from the block of clay we had to work with.  We went to work on it, pulling
here and there and using a carving knife to remove the excess.  After about
2 hours of fussing and re-doing we decided we had done about all we could
do with it.  We wrapped it in wax paper and put it back in the box the clay
came in and called it 'finished'.

We both laughed at it.  I thought it looked more like a pig head and she
added that if it had horns it might be a cow's head.  We were sure the art
teacher was going to flip but we were finished and whatever the rating was
would be fine with us.  After all, neither of us is an art major anyway.

I went to the kitchen and got both of us some more lemonade.  Sitting next
to her as before, we just rather stared into each other's eyes.  I thought
to myself "Wonder what she's thinking?"

Just then Deen broke the silence and said "What are you thinking Jamie?"

I laughed out loud and said "I was just thinking of asking you....... what
you were thinking about."

"Geeeez, Jamie, we are so much alike it is almost ridiculous. We could swap
bodies and no one would notice the difference."

"I don't think we want to try that. Mom's are pretty smart you know."

"New subject." she said.

"OK, go."

"When can you come over and spend the night, or maybe the weekend, as
everyone calls it, a sleepover?"

"Are you serious?  Really?  Are you? Do you have any idea what you are
asking?"

"Yes I do.  Remember your own words, when you said I had to initiate
anything that happens?"

"Yeah, I remember."

"So,.......when?"

"OK, let me think a minute about this."

So she let me think as she stared into my eyes with her sparkling dark
eyes.  I had to close my eyes to think.  She was driving me crazy.

Finally I said "How does this sound to you?  The first weekend after you
get out of that brace thingy on your ankle."

"That should be next weekend.  I go back to the doctor on Friday and I
should be released from what he said.  But don't you have to check with
your Mom first?"

"Nah.  If she didn't know you I might but she won't care.  She likely will
have a date on Friday night or Saturday or maybe both nights.  She pretty
much lets me make my own schedule, within reason of course."

"OK then.  Next weekend you are going to spend here with me unless
something happens between now and then. Since you are considered family
now, we can both stay in my room no problem."

"Do you have any idea what you are setting yourself up for?"

"Yes and no.  But I think I am ready for it.  Don't you dare think of
backing out on me."

"Oh don't worry.  I would never disappoint a beautiful girl like you."

"Help me up, Jamie."

I did.  When she was erect she put her arms around me and we kissed for the
second time.  Her tongue licked at my lips but I wouldn't let her in.

When we separated I said "Save that for the weekend.  I might get out of
control if this continues here and now.  Georgia might pop back out here
too."

"Oh OK.  I was just trying to have a little fun."

"I am going to call my Mom so I can get out of here.  I don't want to go
but this isn't the right time Deen."

So I called and in about 10 minutes I heard her car in the drive.  I hugged
Deen and told her to say bye to Georgia for me as I headed out the door.

In the car, I said "Hi" to Mom.

I buckled up and sat back, thinking about Deen.

After a minute or two Mom said "You seem rather quiet and remote.  Is
everything alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just thinking and kind of away I guess."

"Bull.  I know you Jamie.  What's going on?"

"Well.  Next weekend, assuming Deen gets her brace off, she wants me to
come for the weekend to her house."

"So.  What's the big deal about that?"

I snickered and said "I thought you said you 'know' me."

"Oh.  So.... do you wanna tell me what's going on between you two?"

"Nothing Mom.  Not yet anyway.  You know we see each other naked in the
locker room at school.  But today, alone in that room with her, changing
clothes.... we both saw each other from a different perspective."

"Hmmmm..... and.....?"

"We kissed a couple of times and believe it or not, it was her idea.  We
were topless and our nipples rubbed together.  I had to get out of there.
You can imagine what that was doing to me."

"Yes I can.  And it's probably a good thing you called me to pick you up."

I didn't say anything as she continued "So what is going to happen next
weekend?  As if I didn't know."

"I can only imagine, Mom.  I kind of let it slip about me being the way I
am.  She is a virgin and wants me to be her tutor. She will choose the
subject matter and I will construct the lesson plans and I do not intend to
invoke this plan of no involvement between teacher and student," I said as
Mom and I laughed together.

We arrived at home and went in.  Just inside the door Mom turned to me and
gave me a hug.

Just then a voice came from upstairs "Who is that down there?" Josh called.

Then he was bounding down the stairs wearing only his undershorts.  He
hugged us both and said he had been home just a half hour.  We all talked
for a couple of minutes and then all split for our own rooms.

I held his hand as we went up the stairs. At the top I looked down and Mom
was already gone so I tugged his arm to come to my room with me.

Inside I turned and kissed him.  I pulled him to me tight and hard. The
kiss turned into a really passionate one with both our tongues seeking the
other one.

"My god Jamie.  You are really on edge.  What have you been doing?"

I quickly told him about me and Deen and then said "Fuck me Josh.  I need
some relief and I don't want to masturbate right now."

So with no foreplay, we stripped off and jumped to my bed.  I sucked his
dick just to get it wet and then guided it to my slick, wet pussy lips.  He
slid inside me easily as we rocked together and fucked almost violently.
It didn't take long for either of us to get off that first time.  We kept
on.  I had my legs around him and my butt was up off the bed.  He slid a
pillow under me and never missed a stroke. We rolled around to me on top
for a while then I turned around to face his feet which is a really rather
odd position but I like it now and then.

I moved off of him and said "C'mon Fido." as I got on my hands and knees.

He knew what I meant and was soon pounding me doggy style. We pushed
against each other in rhythm and after several minutes I came really hard
and when he drove into me full length and held it I knew he was coming too.
I wiggled my ass as he filled me with his semen and I could feel it running
out and down the inside of my leg as he pulled out of me.

I collapsed onto my belly and he laid beside me.

"What is going on with you Jamie? You are like an animal today."

So I related what I was planning with Deen to him and then he understood my
aroused state.

"So you and Deen are going to get it on next week then?"

"It looks that way.  I want her so much but I didn't want to let her just
how much I want her yet.  She wants to try something, but I am not sure she
knows what.  It should be a fun weekend for me anyway."

"She is really a looker, Sis.  I would like to jump her myself."

"You may get a shot at it.  She wants to try both boys and girls.  You
would be a good one for her first guy."

He smiled at me, kissed my cheek and said "Thanks little Sis.  I was hoping
you would think like that."

He got up and headed to his room.  I turned over and went to sleep with his
cum still inside me.


..................to be continued...................


I hope you enjoyed the story.  As usual in my stories, parts are true and
parts are fiction.  I leave it to the readers to decide for themselves
which is which.


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