Date: Mon, 9 Oct 2023 06:42:16 +1100
From: max dowling <maxieplus@hotmail.com>
Subject: March Stephenson 17

Chapter 17

March Stephenson

Maxieplus

I watched a truck pull up out the front of March's garage. Four men got
out and they started unloading something, it was a car but it was wrapped
in what looked like bubble wrap. They pushed it into the workshop and I
saw March signing some paperwork. Two of the men took the transport and
parked it around the back, the other two were looking up and down the
street.

March came across the road and sat with us.

"Big job Nicky, full roadworthy check and oil change. I should have said
something about it last night but I was too tired. I have blocked out
your window and locked the door."

"Why?"

"Security Nicky, that car is worth a lot to its owner, the guys are here
for security. Nothings going to happen to it, but the owner is very
protective and it's in original condition, now I have to go and pick dad
up. I think he fainted when they took the wrapping off." He laughed then
I watched his ass as he crossed the road again.

"Well, that is a big job for him," I said to May.

"Looks like every move will be watched. Pre Nicky, he would be ranting
by now because they will be in his way." She said. I laughed and had to
go and see this beast, so I moved back and poked my head in the door. A
man stopped me from going any further then he started putting the big
door down.

"He's okay, come in Nicky."

"Who is he March?"

"Nicky, my boyfriend, he also runs the gym next door."

"Well keep him away from the boss's car please." He smiled at me. I
looked at the beast and it looked like an old hotted-up Holden panel van
to me. Dad was wiping his forehead and the other three guys were wrapping
blankets over the engine bay.

"What is it?"

"A Holden Sandman, original condition, so please don't touch it." He
smiled at me.

"There is something in here I would like to touch," I whispered.

"Thank you Nick, now I'm going to have a woody all day."

"I thought you might." I laughed and ducked under the door and went
back to work. Mint condition my ass, it's all scratched, the paintwork is
fading and the decals are hanging off it. But I was warmed by his words
to the security guy, he introduced me as his boyfriend, which tells me he
is much more comfortable with his gayness nowadays.

Back at the gym I had one machine that had stopped working, so I checked
the fuse and miraculously got it going again, then I hopped on a walker
and started my routine. Around twelve I heard his door go up and he came
in and said.

"Come on, lunchtime."

Dad was already in the cafe choosing what he would like to eat. March
used the microwave to warm up last night's leftovers and I grabbed a
pastie. May was serving a few customers with her herbal tea, and mum was
making a sandwich for her customer. Rose wasn't in again she had gone
missing after May had come back, but I was assured she will be back to
work soon.

I leaned in to ask mum why May was late, she told me she slept in again.
I guess I would sleep in too if Jason was next to me, but then again
maybe not. He sat and talked to dad about the car and they have done the
initial grease and checks, they were excited to start it up after he
fills it with nice clean oil, but no driving as per the owner's
instructions.

As it happened the gym was quite busy today and as I sat and played a
game on the laptop I heard an almighty roar, the others noticed it also,
all thirty of them. I walked out to March's roller door it was half open
and some of the guys followed me. The security guys held them back, the
looks on their faces were priceless. They conformed to the request, they
could look but not touch and all of them stood in awe. More guys came in
and now we have a full platoon wanting to drive it. March sat proudly in
the driver's seat and revved it a few times, then he had to give dad a
go. As he told me there will be no driving around the block, the owner
will do that when it's taken back home.

"What in the bloody hell is this all about? it's an old Holden panel van
and it looks like it's falling apart. You guys, what's so special about
this car?"

One red-faced hunk yelled out.

"It's a genuine shagging wagon woop woop."

I looked again shook my head and screamed.

"For fucks sake." Boys and their toys.

"All good to go boys," March said, a cheque was handed over and they
began wrapping it up in bubble wrap. But before they did they let the
guys take photos of it. It took them ages to load it up foot by foot and
then they waved us goodbye and March headed across the road again, he
ordered soup and two buttered rolls. I sat with him and asked a few
relevant questions, then he lifted his eyebrows.

"The car is an Australian icon Nicky, many men and women lost their
virginity in the back of those vans, mainly at the Drive-ins. Cal, who
owns it lost his to his future wife, and he kept it the same as it was
when they were married. He stored it away and it has become one of his
best memories."

"What a load of rubbish."

"True story, he loves his wife and sometimes they use it to make out in,
well most of the time, so I hear." He laughed.

"He didn't want any of the boys taking it for a drive, it's a real chick
magnet Nick."

"So am I." I shyly smiled.

"When I get back, meet me in the shed." He smiled.

"Good." My hand slipped through the ripped part of his new overalls and I
had a quick feel, yes he is more than ready to relive old times.

When I looked at the local site many photos of the "Shagging Wagon"

were now posted, and the comments were blushingly close to pornography. A
few hundred comments and one, in particular, caught my eye.

'I remember it well.' Dad had posted.

'Umm so do I.' Mum answered, so I couldn't help myself and wrote a reply.

'Do you mean I was conceived in the back of an old wagon at a drive-in?'

'Maybe son.' Dad posted.

It rained for the next four days so we had to put up with the mud this
time. With the guys coming and going I used the hose to clean the
concrete out the front, it had got so muddy. March didn't fare so well
and I caught him sweeping mud out of his workshop one day. He looked at
me and smiled.

"Just cleaning up the workplace Nicky, nothing to see here." I laughed
loudly, back to my game.

People were dragging their feet and everyone was so sick of winter, many
heads were down and some pretty miserable faces were seen around town.
When the rain finally let up, I gave the concrete a good hosing down and
I did March's at the same time, that will be it until next winter I hope.

Our first flowery bush burst into bloom and it gave me hope that I could
leave this winter behind and look forward to better days.

Our nights by the fire become fewer and fewer as we opted for our bed, I
didn't mind and there's always next winter to look forward to. I sat at
the table while March prepared to get into the tub, he stood outside the
window and wagged his tool at me so I shut the laptop down and joined
him.

Later in bed he asked me.

"Are you feeling okay now Nicky?"

"Yes March, it's just an awful memory, hopefully, the sunshine will send
it away." I snuggled into him and closed my eyes, and I dreamt of the
cold and woke up with the bedclothes off me. I moaned and settled them
again, so in the morning I wasn't in a very good mood. March knew
perfectly well I had been dreaming all night, he even had covered me up a
few times. I will hopefully lose them soon when the sunshine comes to our
town fully.

Four cars in today and news from mum, Annie is furious her son is still
locked up without a trial. No one posted bail this time and the Canadian
justice system has insisted he sees out the rest of his sentence for
breaking bail conditions, which will be another two years behind bars.
She is furious because she has forfeited her money and is doing double
shifts to pay the loan off. I chuckled to myself March laughed loudly.

"So where does that leave me?" I looked at dad.

"Your trial will be heard and added to his current sentence Nicky."

I felt so sorry for Matt, but he had choices and chose the wrong path.

Four months after the kidnapping I received an email followed up by a
summons to appear in court two weeks from now. My nerves were on edge all
day and I was worried I may stuff it up. Dad March and I made the trip to
his lawyers one sunny morning. He reassured me I wasn't the one on trial,
I was the victim. It calmed me down a bit as I tried to think positively,
and March took us out to lunch at his favourite hotel.

"We will have to pay for it this time Nicky, the general public pay."

He and dad ate up big and he didn't flinch at the cost when he paid it.
They all sort of knew us from our other stays and welcomed us back, he
said he will be having another holiday there when he finds the time. I
thought we could stay there while the trial was on, there was no way the
lawyer could give us a time when it would end. He told us it could go on
for days, sometimes weeks but he didn't see this happening in my case.

When we got in I kissed and thanked March, although he was only there to
observe he did have a few questions, mainly on how long will they get in
jail. The hot tub was most welcomed and so was the back and shoulder
massage I got from him. He likes to do that because he also loves my body
and wants to touch it a lot.

"Don't be nervous Nicky, it is an open and shut case. He hasn't got a leg
to stand on, your testimony and the security camera will place him here."

"I'm not so worried about it March, it's just going to court I have never
even had a parking ticket, and going there makes me feel guilty for some
reason."

"We had better get rid of that tension Nick, maybe we should ramp it up
to four times a day." I started laughing which made me feel less
depressed.

When we checked in to the hotel a couple of weeks later we were welcomed
by name and March had the biggest smile on his face because he was going
shopping again. He tried everything to distract me in the past few weeks,
and I drew the line at four times a day, I just didn't have it in me. We
had a wonderful rooftop dinner and he took many photos, my suit had been
dry cleaned and I should come up quite good for my court appearance. His
mouth and hands were all over me when I dressed, he wanted to incorporate
the suit and tie into our love making sessions, where that came from I
don't know, but I did laugh. We caught a taxi to the courthouse and were
surprised to see a lot of the town folks had made the journey today, they
were there to support me. I did have tears as each one of them, including
Brenda and Rose hugged me. It was arduous and lengthy and all I could do
was stare at Matt, he looked so sick and I avoided Annie's gaze several
times, she was trying to intimidate me by looking now and then with a
smirk on her face, we shall see my lady.

The jury was picked on the first day and Matt's lawyer changed his guilty
plea to not guilty, he was questioned about it by the judge and it seems
he may get off lightly by admitting he was a drug addict. The judge took
it seriously and accepted the plea.

Day two and the trial starts, I was first into the witness box and I
nearly crapped myself with nerves, that was until March whispered.

"I love you so very much." I felt a jab of bravery and walked to the
stand. With the obvious questions out of the way, I told my side of the
story and didn't falter.

It was when his lawyer started ranting and attacking me I took offence,
he now had my backup.

"So you lived with the defendant for three years Mr. Wilson."

"That's correct."

"In that time did he ever abuse you, I think not, and I think he didn't
abuse you this time either. I think you are lying. And I believe you
still owe him a substantial amount of money for the house he bought. Any
thoughts of paying it back?"

"To answer your second question, I have all the receipts for the house
lodged with my lawyer if you would like to see them. All accounts that
came with the buying of that property, its renovations and furnishing,
half, were paid by me, I owe Mr. Shore absolutely nothing."

"And that first question?"

"Yes there was abuse, but it never came from me. The world he lived in
was fake, a drug-addled farce of a world. He set me up with his agents
and I was used as a casting couch incentive to further his career, in
other words, he prostituted me out for his gains. He alienated my parents
and family, he sold me for a cheap role in a movie to a producer. He
would drug me and parade me around naked at his parties like his pet dog,
in an attempt to further his star status."

"That is all hearsay." He was red in the face but he did ask, so I went
on.

"The worst of it I will not mention here, and if there was abuse in that
relationship, he was the absolute abuser. I had loved him at one stage,
but now I am not afraid to say I detest him, and I hope he gets what
he so richly deserves."

"So you offered yourself to his agents so he could get work?" This man
has no clue.

"No, I don't take drugs and I don't drink or smoke, what he did to me he
did to further his career. Sometimes he was so out of it he would smash
everything in the house. He attacked me because he hated me, the
relationship was lost long before that. Then he paraded his many lovers
in front of me like they were trophies."

"I put it to you Mr. Wilson you took part willingly." Keep trying mate.

"Enough!" Someone screamed out, it was March.

"Please sit down young man or I will have you ejected from the
courtroom."

"I apologise sir but Nicky isn't the bad one here he is the victim, and
you shouldn't be talking to him like that. The real animal here is that
guy." He pointed to Matt.

"Sit down." He sat and thankfully kept his mouth shut except to mouth. 'I
love you' to me.

I was let off the stand moments later and Matt was called, he babbled on
incoherently about my abuse and that's why he's like he is, he didn't get
over the abuse by me and turned to drugs.

The detective that worked the case had all the relevant answers and the
defence lawyer's attempt to discredit me had failed when he read out that
he was still on probation for a drug charge in Canada.

My lawyer also said he has twenty witnesses lined up to testify I was
badly abused. He didn't want to waste the court's time but he will call
on them if needed.

The case was adjourned for lunch and while I was hugging March, Annie
walked by. I don't know why but she turned around and came back and
started attacking me, she was dealt with by the court attendants, then
handed to the police to be charged.

"Everyone wants a piece of me today, I am so over it all," I whispered
into March's ear after he pulled me into a vacant corner.

"Let's go and eat Nicky you will feel better after that."

I endured a very long afternoon of reviewing video evidence and my
injuries, and then the jury retired to deliberate.

"We won't hear anything until the morning Mr. Wilson you are free to
leave." The judge said.

I relived the night I had spent in the cold, the desperation I felt that
I would never be found, and my near death from freezing. I wasn't in the
mood to go anywhere so March ordered dinner up to the room. I wasn't
saying much either and even the roast tasted bland, but I managed to eat
half of it. He didn't say a word because he knew how I was feeling and
the absolute humiliation of having to say those words in front of my
family and friends, almost sent me insane as I replayed it in my head.

"Come to bed Nicky." I was naked when I crawled in next to him.

"I am so sorry March."

"Nothing to be sorry about Nicky, it will be over in the morning, then we
will go shopping then back home. Whatever happens to him isn't your
fault, it is his."

"Did you hear anything on Annie?'

"She attacked one of the police women, so she has two charges to answer
now." He grinned.

"Good."

The next morning we had a big breakfast and he was all smiles as he ate
it. I didn't eat much and he tried to coax me to have more but I wasn't
interested.

At the courthouse, the verdict of guilty on all counts was read out. Matt
started crying and his cohort sat there in shock. I was thinking he had
believed all of Matt's lies and gone along with him not knowing the depth
of his plans. He was sentenced to three years and Matt received eight all
up including his Canadian sentence, there was no sign of Annie, but I'm
sure she would have been informed.

We walked out and I was once again reassured nothing would appear on the
local page as I was hugged by many of my friends. May held me the longest
and whispered to me that we will have to have a long talk one day. Mum
and dad did the same, I felt awful they had to come here and find out
what their son had endured. I couldn't tell them at the time because I
was too ashamed. Rose tried to smile as I hugged her, but she lost it as
we walked up the street. I grabbed her and whispered in her ear.

"It's all over now, time to live in the present again my dear friend lets
not go into the past again." She forced a smile and nodded. I have no
idea what her story was and one day I will ask her. March was keeping
everything upbeat, he had convinced May and Jason to come shopping with
us. He changed his words to 'May look at this and this' as they almost
ran through the stores buying up big. He spent some time in a jewellery
store and told me to wait in the coffee shop, and when he returned he
gave me a gold chain with a Saint Christopher hanging from it.

"This will keep you safe my love, if you don't want it hanging around
your neck, hang it on your rear vision mirror."

He placed it around my neck and I thanked him with a kiss, it will stay
right where it is for many years to come. I didn't buy anything because I
have all I ever wanted back at the cottage. He had bags and bags of stuff
and they matched May's bulky load.

"You would think they have never shopped in their lives," Jason whispered
to me.

"I guess they haven't Jase. March told me after their last Christmas with
their parents they never bought presents again. I will go out on a limb
now and say they are both very happy and catching up with the pressies."

"I guess your right Nicky, and Nick if you ever want to talk one on one,
I'm always available to you. I did psychology at University when I went
to Melbourne and I am a good listener."

I smiled at him and gently said.

"So is March, but if I feel I need to talk more I will ring you, and
thank you."

"Does he know everything?" I thought about it for a few seconds then
said.

"No, there's no need for him to know it all." I think Jason saw something
in my eyes and questioned it. There was more but I couldn't talk about
it, certainly not to March Stephenson.

We went back to the hotel and grabbed our bags, March shook everyone's
hands and said he will be back soon. I got handed a small bunch of
flowers and a free dinner voucher to use when we come back, I got the
feeling they all knew about the trial. He drove us home and I fell asleep
on the way, it had all been so stressful for me, and I just wanted to
shut out the white noise. We didn't go to the cafe he parked in our
driveway and kissed me awake.

"We are home, Nicky."

"Thank God." I opened the car door and dragged myself inside then fell
face down on our bed. I slept through dinner and when March was getting
into bed, I opened one eye and he was smiling at me so I turned over. He
can do anything he likes to me tonight but I don't need to participate. I
slept a total of ten hours and between you and me, I didn't feel any
better inside for having that rest.

He was up when I woke, I could hear him rustling around in the kitchen. I
went to the toilet and then out the back room. The table was set and my
eggs and bacon were served up.

"Thank you."

"It's all my pleasure Nicky, is there anything else?"

"No March, not at the moment."

"Okay we won't talk about the trial until you are well enough, but we
will talk."

"I know, it's just I can't do that right now."

"I understand."

"No, you don't."

"I do you know." He smiled.

I kissed him on the lips and we started our breakfast. After we washed up
we showered together, I saw no pulling back from me at all, if anything
he wanted to be closer. I thought with my outburst he would see me in a
different light but he hasn't.

"March, I want to say something and I hope you understand what I'm trying
to say." He was washing my crotch so I leaned in and whispered.

"That person that lived with Matt was an entirely different man. He
sometimes drugged me and used me for almost three years. What you see in
front of you and who you see every day, is the real Nicky Wilson, that
time in his life was a nightmare, but, this is the real me."

"I know Nicky, that's why I love you so much. There is nothing you can
say to me that will upset me."

"I just wanted you to know that March, I love you so very much." I kissed
him and one thing led to another and he was spread eagle on our bed in no
time. I had to face my friends at some stage, Brenda true to her word
deleted comments and had a pinned post saying all comments and postings
about the court case will not appear on this page. We all should take a
leaf out of some residents books and fight for our sanity, even though it
may cause some difficulties along the way. I was happy to have that one
posted and she is right, I should have fought back I should never have
succumbed to Matt's abuse.

I put a pair of jeans and a t-shirt on today but before I left he made me
change into my tank and shorts.

"Don't let them get to you Nicky, I will see you at work, you are running
in today." He smiled and kissed me. I opened the front door and had to
leave later because my front verandah was full of flowers and cards. He
kissed me and said.

"Have fun."

"But......" He was in that truck and waving me goodbye before I could
finish. I spent an hour trying to find buckets that didn't leak and vases
to save the beautiful blooms.

I arrive at work breathless and the guys all greeted me with smiles on
their faces, some were probably thinking I am weak to put up with it, but
some will be genuinely concerned. It was all over the internet anyway, if
they wanted to read up on the trial. I saw mum sitting outside, she was
having her morning coffee, so I asked dad if he could come with me. He
followed me across the road and I made him sit, March was watching me but
I think he thought he had better not interfere.

"I am sorry you had to hear all that mum and dad, I never told you
because I felt so bloody guilty."

"Son, we were shocked, but we understand. Don't ever feel guilty about
someone else's screwed-up life Nicky. There are a lot of things we want
to say to you like, why didn't you come home to us? But we aren't going
to do that to you. Just be happy and live the best life you can, and if
you want to talk we are here, or just up the road. We doubt you will have
any trouble with March, but if you do, you have to promise you will come
to us." Dad was the spokesman, mum held my hand.

"March is keeping it real for me mum and dad, I have no idea how he feels
deep down but on the surface he's still a rock."

"He loves you, son, the other fool never loved you as March does. He
would do anything for you Nicky, not only him but May and Jason and the
whole town if I was to be truthful. I'm your mum why didn't you come to
me?" She started crying and May walked out.

"I thought the less you knew the better mum, just sitting back at home in
the kitchen with you was enough to make me take a deep breath and get on
with it. You did help me in all sorts of ways mum but you didn't know it
at the time." She took a tissue and wiped her eyes.

"Getting a little intense over here is it?" March said as he came over to
us.

"Just talking March, that's all." Mum took a deep breath.

"It's over." He smiled.

"It's over and he won't come back, by the time he's released he will
hopefully be a better human being, but in the meantime, we get on with
our lives. Mum Dad, thank you for what you do for Nicky and me, and May,
you will forever be in our hearts. Let's just concentrate on the now and
the future, the past is over." He kissed my hand and mum kissed him.

"Is that all son?" Dad asked.

"Yes, dad, and thank you."

"That's okay, now I have a very stubborn bolt to get out." He kissed my
head and went back to work.

"I hope he doesn't hammer his finger, Nicky." March smiled.

I started laughing then sang out.

"May get the medical box out."

"Coming up." She yelled back.

March and I had an early lunch he was hanging out to go to the river and
test the waters but I still felt cold inside and we decided to wait until
we got home. Mum had tempted us with yet another corned beef meal so we
will go to their place tonight. Surprisingly May and Jason will be there
also, I don't want to relive everything again but I will speak to May
soon. She is a wonderful sister-in-law and she deserves to know
everything.

I had only taken one step through the doorway when he attacked me. I was
shown out the back and dumped in the hot tub, he undressed and I giggled.
After having his wicked way with me, and after we both released some
tension he pulled me into his arms and we spoke about the things I had
never told him. He listened with tears and I spoke at length but not
going into any of the finer details.

"Now we put it to rest Nicky."

"We put it to rest my love."

We showered and dressed to go to mum's, May and Jason were already there
and I whispered to May that I will speak to her very soon, she said she
was only concerned for me. I told her March knows the whole story now if
she wanted to ask him, but I am okay at the moment. She hugged me and
said.

"I am only concerned for you Nicky, not March I already know how he feels
about you. You have found yourself a good one in him, he will never let
you down."

"I know, thank you."

March had already loaded his plate up, he and dad were sitting at the
table while Jason laughed. May pushed him aside to get to the meal,
everyone was on a high tonight because we had put it to rest. We talked
about the rubbish they had bought each other when in the city, and I
think they are going there again to see who can buy the ultimate piece of
junk from the two-dollar stores.

"Dad, when can I expect the lawyer's account do you know?"

"All paid son, leave it to daddy." He grinned.

"Any news on Annie?"

"A thousand dollar fine, and no record, you didn't have to appear there
were too many witnesses." Something good at long last.

The night was full of jokes and laughter, it was all for me, they were
trying to bring me back to 'normal'

In bed that night he didn't want to make love to me, he wanted to watch
me go to sleep. I gave up teasing him and turned over, then he jumped on
me, he does that sometimes.

The next day was sunny and we sat on the porch and had breakfast. He told
me he had a big day so I wasn't to annoy him for sex, three cars, and one
camper. The backpackers are starting to appear now the good weather is
upon us. The camper was old but in very good nick, the occupants had
booked into the hotel for two nights while March serviced their ride,
then they were off around Australia. I did think at the time I would love
to do that, but thinking back to March's words I forgot that adventure,
he had said we were staying right where we are.

I started my day with a broken belt so I went about fixing a new one on
the walking machine. I am getting quite good at doing that, next year I
will be March's apprentice I think. He watched me haul a new one out of
the back shed then he followed me into the gym. There was no way he would
let me do it on my own, fingers get jammed and all that. When he finished
I bought him a coffee and some of mum's soup, with two bread rolls,
buttered. He smiled as he ate and I asked him if he would show me the
inside of the camper.

"When dad goes to lunch." He winked. I guess me not annoying him for sex
is off the table.

We were just about to test the bed when there was a knock on the door.

"March, someone wants to see you." I settled the bed and walked out with
him, I looked at dad and said.

"Just testing that the springs are good to go." He sniggered and replied.

"Sorry son."

The guy that wanted to talk to him was a client, he wanted to book some
cars in, so I went across the road. March was leaning into the doorway
talking but he was watching me so because it was a sunny day I took my
top off, I then turned around and dropped the back of my shorts a little.

"You can stop it right there." He yelled out to me, I quickly pulled them
up and turned again, and waved. I was being a tease, I know March
is very busy and he won't have any time for me today, so he said. So I
turned again and went to go into the cafe to get a coffee, and seven
women and men clapped me, I bowed and said.

"Next performance same time tomorrow." My face was red but what can I do,
Sometimes my actions don't match my surroundings, and March had it
coming he should have been quicker in that van. I took a cake and coffee
and sat again placing my tank top back on I basked in the sun. It was
good to feel it on my skin and I knew March was still watching me,
he isn't getting much work done today even though he's busy.

The first time we went to the river it was still freezing, a month later
it was bearable as I slipped into the water with my favourite toy boy, he
nearly screamed and I laughed.

"Move around some March your body will get used to it."

"No, that's it for me my river it is too cold, let's go home to the hot
tub. Nicky, we should leave it for another month."

"Okay, another month then." I was prepared to shiver through our swim but
was so glad when we went home and got into the hot tub. Our home was now
finished and I have a second shower and toilet thanks to Ron and March. I
doubt whether it will ever be used but it did suit the place and it looks
perfect. March was now picking up small defects and fixing them but they
were few and far between.

Rose was back in the cafe, and May was going into Jason's work to learn
all about his business. I doubt she will ever give up her shop, it's a
good money earner and she does love the ambiance of our little town. Many
times she laughed at my antics with her brother, I was on a mission to
make him the horniest man in town and it worked. I guess I am placing
some fun back into his life and May is coming along for the ride. Rose is
also riding along, I could hear her laughing with mum inside the cafe, I
guess the topic was all about me and it was good to hear her being happy.



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