Date: Sat, 23 Jan 2021 20:03:35 +0000
From: "Jankin Noff (via Google Docs)" <jinoff930@gmail.com>
Subject: Riding the Storm Out Part 1

This is a fictional story, none of these people really exist. In many
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This story contains scenes of young teens and preteens engaging in sexual
activity, if this offends you then leave now.


Okay now that all the prudes are gone let me tell you that this is not a
quick jack off story, I try to develop a relationship between my
characters, this story is more about boys coming to terms with who they are
not how often they get their rocks off or you get yours. There is nothing
wrong with that type of story and there are plenty here on Nifty that do
just that, if that is what you are in the mood for go ahead and find one it
won't bother me.


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Senan is a slight boy, having jumped fifth grade he is smaller than the
other students and one of the most popular targets of the middle school
bullies. One in particular, Quinn by name, has been seeking him out daily
since the beginning of school a month ago. Of course the school has a
policy against bullying but Quinn makes sure that there are no teachers or
other staff members around when he engages in his favorite activity.


Fortunately for Senan he has a good friend, Kenneth, that will stick up for
him and make sure that no one bothers Senan, at least while he's around.
The students who like to pick on the weak know that Kenneth is willing to
fight to protect his friend and leave them alone, all except Qujinn,
especially when his friends Jax Cooper and Davis Jackson are with him.
Quinn seems to increase his bullying when his friends are around, he likes
to show off for his friends


"Look at Quinn over there Kenny, he's just waiting for someone to come
along so he can ruin their day." Senan has a habit of staying alert for the
bullies that make his life a daily hell.

"Probably waiting for his goony friends to show up, why do you care, Senan?
Let's go get lunch, I'm starved," Kenneth responds. Although he feels he
can hold his own against Quinn he won't try when Senan is with him. He
knows that Senan is a favorite target of Quinn and does everything he can
to keep the two apart. Also, he isn't sure where Quinn's cohorts are, and
if those two show during a confrontation Kenneth knows he could be in
trouble.

A moment more of watching to make sure that they can safely escape and the
two boys leave their hiding spot to start walking towards the cafeteria,
keeping an eye for the two others who seem to be around whenever Quinn is
up to no good.

 "I care because I seem to be his main target lately and I don't want any
of them to sneak up on me." While Senan keeps the conversation going they
get their lunch and find a place where they can sit and eat together. They
keep an eye out for Quinn and his companions as lunch is a particularly
vulnerable time at the middle school for the bullies to attack, they use
the busyness and general chaos that eating creates to find and isolate
their targets, knowing that they would have up to twenty minutes before
there was any chance of discovery. Senan and Kenneth finish their lunch,
scrape the trays in the garbage can, and set them on the cleaning counter
before they spot Quinn and his associates entering the eating area.

"Just in time." Senan says as he sighs in relief, after lunch he and
Kenneth usually spend the rest of lunch in the Library where they knew they
would be safe.

Suddenly Quinn makes a hard right turn and a beeline toward Senan, calling
out to him as he walks closer. "Seman, buddy!" Using the nickname that he
knows Senan hates more than anything else, "There you are, I was looking
all over for you. Do you have the money you owe me?" As he gets closer his
two allies, Jax and Davis, flank the other boys, cutting off any hope of
escape.

"What money? I don't owe you any money, and besides I don't have any money,
in case you haven't noticed we are leaving the cafeteria, that means we've
already eaten. I spent my money on my lunch." With that Senan tries to
shoulder his way past Quinn's pal Davis but the taller boy isn't allowing
it.

"Listen shrimp", Davis tries to sound menacing but his voice cracking mars
the attempt. "If Quinn says that you owe him money then you better pay up."
The boy moves to take hold of Senan's shirt making sure that he won't be
able to leave before Quinn is done tormenting him.

"Mr. Jackson, I hope that you are only reaching out to brush crumbs from
his shirt." All of the boys are startled as they recognize the voice of
their Principal, Mr. Carson. Turning almost as one they see him walking
towards them from his office down the hall. "I certainly can't think of any
other reason for you to look as if you are about to violate the school
policy on bullying." Mr. Carson times the finish of his warning to coincide
to the time that he is standing in front of all the boys.

"Oh, yeah, sure Mr. Carson. That's all, I thought he had some food on his
shirt and was gonna make sure that it was gone is all." Davis replies as he
lets go of the shirt and makes motions as if he is cleaning it. With that
Jax and Davis quickly make their exit not wanting to stick around in case
the Principal decides some actual punishment might be in order. This allows
space for Senan and Kenneth to exit the cafeteria and go down the hall to
their original destination, the library.

Before Quinn can leave and join his friends he is stopped by Mr. Carson,
"Quinn, I've been meaning to talk with you, how about you and I track down
your coach." It might sound like a question but it really isn't and even if
it is Quinn isn't enough of a trouble maker to defy the man. Within five
minutes Quinn finds himself with the principal, at the office of his gym
coach, standing there while the two men talk quietly.

"Well, young man, I am glad that you're able to find the time to talk to
me." Coach Phelps said. "I hear that you are having some trouble in your
math class. I've been informed that there is a good possibility of you
failing. You know what happens if you do fail math, right?"

Quinn looks down at his feet, he has been dreading this moment ever since
he had failed his last math test. "Yeah, I get kicked off the wrestling
team. How can I stop that from happening?" He heard the whining and
pleading in his voice and hated it but had no idea how to stop it from
happening, being on the wrestling team means a lot to him, it is the one
thing that makes his father proud of him.

"Pick up your grades. Even if you can manage a C that will be enough to
keep you on the team." Coach Phelps replied. "I suggest that you consider
getting one of the other kids in your class to tutor you."

At that moment Mr. Carson spoke up. "I think I know just who would be good
for that. You might want to talk to Senan, I'm pretty sure he is passing
the class with a solid A"

Quinn feels his stomach turn at the thought of asking anybody for help,
especially Senan. He thinks of the boy as a target, not an aid, but he felt
desperate. "Fine, I'll ask him, I only have to do enough to pass right?"

"That's correct but that doesn't mean getting him to do your work for
you. Remember there will be a test at the end of the semester and you will
need to pass it." Mr. Carson reminded him.

Meantime Senan and Kenneth are in the library sitting and talking quietly
by themselves. "I don't understand why they feel the need to pick on me."
Quinn and his cohorts aren't Senan's favorite topic but it is one that
occupies a large portion of his free time.

"It's easy," Kenneth responds, "you're smart and they aren't. To them,
you're different and happy, and that scares them. Therefore you must become
what they think of as normal. You know, sad and miserable like them."

"That makes no sense, you're just as smart as I am. Why don't they pick on
you, or any of the other straight A students?"

"First of all they do pick on other students but yes you are their
favorite. Second, I am not as smart as you, I'm smart I'll agree with that
but you are the one who skipped sixth grade and got here a year ahead of
schedule." He smiles at his friend, even though Senan thinks his skipping a
grade is a pain in his behind Kenneth is quite proud of his friend.

As lunch ends the boys pick up their school books and head to their next
class, one of the many they have together. They don't go to separate
classes until their last class of the day when Kenneth goes to P.E. and
Senan heads towards math. Seeing Quinn walking into math brings back to
Senan's mind the incident at lunch and the fact that Quinn and his allies
had been interrupted. Senan isn't looking forward to math today, he feels
certain that Quinn is going to continue his harassment, and if he could
come up with a way to skip class and not get in trouble for it he would do
that. The two things that Senan has going for him is that he and Quinn
didn't sit near each other and that Quinn doesn't have his allies with him,
therefore anything he might do will not be backed up by anyone else.

To Senan's surprise besides a few sideways glances, Quinn leaves him alone
for the entire class. Whenever he looks at Quinn his head is buried in his
math book. Senan is surprised when he's called up to the teacher's desk at
the end of class and he's even more surprised to see Quinn standing there
too when he walks to his teacher.

"What's up Mr. P?" He asks, trying not to look at Quinn.

"It's me. I need to talk to you." Quinn speaks up before the teacher can
say anything. "I'm having trouble in math, a lot of trouble. In fact, if I
don't improve soon I'm gonna flunk. I don't want to flunk." The more he
speaks the darker his face gets, embarrassment and anger forces blood to
rush to his cheeks. "If I flunk then I can't wrestle anymore. I can't
wrestle, I'm going to get very angry. You don't want me to get angry."

"Now Quinn, is that the best way to ask?" Their teacher speaks for the
first time since Senan arrived at his desk.

"Fine," he drags out the word, turning it into an exasperated
reply. "Senan, I need help with math and despite everything, I keep getting
told that you are the best person to help me. Can you make sure I don't get
kicked off the wrestling team?"

Senan looks at Quinn in surprise, this is the last thing he expects to hear
from his main tormentor, and if not for his teacher sitting right there
this whole time he would think that he's being set up for some type of
prank. Senan looks at Quinn, trying to catch his eye but finding it
difficult as the other boy refuses to make eye contact, refusing to look at
him above his chin. "Maybe, I mean it depends on what you mean by help. I
won't do your work for you if that's what you are asking. But I guess I
could spend a few hours a week helping you understand the math concepts
we're working on in class for the week."

Mr. Pandey speaks up again. "It might take more than that. He is seriously
behind in his assignments. Not only does he need to get the old assignments
turned in but he then needs to be able to stay current and prepare to pass
the rest of the tests for the semester."

"Now wait a minute!" Quinn speaks loudly as he turns to the teacher, "I was
told that I needed to pass the final test and that was all. No one said
anything about any school work!"

"It's all part of passing the class, Quinn. The test is an important,
probably the most important, part of your grade but not all of it alone."

Senan considers his options carefully, aware of how much power is being
placed in his hands at this moment. "I can help, but I want two things from
you before I agree to it. First I want you to promise to take this
seriously, I'm not going to waste my time if you don't plan on really
learning how to do the work."

"I promise. Like I said if I don't then I get kicked off the wrestling team
and I don't want that. What's the second thing?"

"That will be determined at the first session, but don't worry it won't be
anything horrible." Senan says as he looks at Quinn again, still trying to
catch his eye.

"Excellent! Then all that needs to be decided is the schedule, I recommend
not too much, a couple of hours each day should do it. You don't want to
overwhelm him and you need to make sure he has enough time to do his other
homework as well. But when and where I shall leave up to you two, now
scoot!" Their teacher waves them away and then turns to some papers on his
desk.

Leaving the classroom the two boys agree to meet the next day after
school. Senan wants to meet at his house because he knows his mom will be
there and will put a stop to anything if Quinn tries to cause
trouble. Quinn counters with the fact that his house is just a few blocks
from school so not only could they get there easier but they could also get
the work started sooner and therefore get it over faster. Senan gets Quinn
to promise that he won't have his friends show up while they are there and
Quinn gets Senan to promise not to tell anyone that he is helping him, they
both agree to the plan and exchange phone numbers in case any parents feel
the need to confirm what is going on.

Parting ways Senan meets up with Kenneth in front of the school.

"There you are, I was wondering if Quinn and his goon squad had caught you
somewhere. I was thinking of asking the Principal if he would help me look
for you." Kenneth says as Senan walks up to him.

"Nah, it's all good." Senan says, putting up a hand to interrupt his
friend. "I was held up by Quinn but it was in math and Jax and Davis aren't
in that class so no worries. You wouldn't believe what happened." After
looking around to make sure no one could overhear them he continues talking
before Kenneth can ask a question or posit a theory. "Quinn asked me to
tutor him. Turns out that he's flunking math and if that happens then he
can't wrestle anymore."

"Oh, that would be terrible." Kenneth responds sarcastically.

"Actually it would, he says getting kicked off the team would really piss
him off. Can you imagine what he'd be like if he were pissed off? I'd
rather help him and deal with his regular anger and stupidity. Besides, I
think I have an idea that just might get him off my back. Maybe
everyone's." He smiles at that thought and then the two boys race to the
bus to get home. Kenneth usually goes to Senan's home after school but this
day he has a doctor's appointment so he gets off at his own stop with a
promise to call later.

"So when are you going to start tutoring him?" It isn't until after dinner
that Kenneth has a chance to call his friend, after he had gotten back from
the doctor's office Kenneth had to do his homework which had taken him the
rest of the afternoon.

"Um, tomorrow. I guess I'm going to his house after school." Senan replies,
hearing the nervousness in his voice.

"What, that's crazy! Why are you going to go there? Can't you tutor him
someplace safer, like your place, or the Library, or I don't know just
about anywhere."

"Quinn says his place is closer, I guess he lives within walking distance
of the school. Besides he promises that his buddies wouldn't be there or
show up while I was there."

"How are you going to make sure he keeps that promise?" Kenneth challenges.

"I got his phone number, my mom has already talked to his mom so if
something happens I'll call her. She's already planning on getting me at
five so if I need to I'll call early." Senan is nervous but he's hoping
that having both sets of parents openly knowing what's going on will keep
Quinn from doing anything stupid. "Remember, you can't tell anyone. If it
gets out that I'm tutoring him I'm not sure what might happen and for me to
get him to back off on the bullying I've got to make sure that this works."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Unless you don't show up at school on
Friday, then I'll call the police and tell them where you were and who you
were with last." Kenneth laughs at his own joke but he's only
half-kidding. He's very concerned for his friend and doesn't want to see
him get hurt.

The two boys talk for a little while longer, Senan asks about the doctor's
appointment and is reassured that nothing is wrong, it was just a regular
check-up. Both of them enjoy each other's company and do not want to end
the conversation however Senan's mom reminds him that he still needs to
take a bath before he goes to bed. "Okay, mom!" He calls out with his hand
over the mouthpiece. "Well, I gotta go Kenneth. Mom says I need to take a
bath."

"Good, I didn't want to say anything but you were a little stinky on the
bus today." Kenneth and Senan both laugh at this then say good night to
each other as they hang up simultaneously.

Senan doesn't sleep well that night, plagued by strange dreams he has to be
woken twice by his father, and when he does get up and ready for school he
is in a foul mood. Waiting for the bus doesn't help, all the younger kids
are noisy and won't stand still, constantly bumping into him and not
allowing him a chance to try and remember his dream.

Usually, when Senan is in a bad mood Kenneth can get him out of it so he is
looking forward to his friend getting on the bus that morning. However,
when he sees Kenneth climb aboard the bus the sight of his friend only
makes him feel more uneasy. He still doesn't remember his dream yet but he
felt pretty sure that Kenneth is involved somehow. When Kenneth joins him
Senan tries to fake a smile but feels that his friend can see right through
it.

"Nervous?" Kenneth asked his friend.

"No, why would I be nervous? What's happened that I should be nervous
about?" He tries to keep calm but inside he's thinking "Oh shit!! He knows!
He knows that I had some sort of a weird dream and that he was in it!"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because you're going home with the school bully
after school?" Kenneth is careful not to say this too loud, in fact, he
leans in and whispers it into Senan's ear. The effect is to send a thrill
into Kenneth's body, he's been trying to figure out a way to get this close
to his friend since the school year started.

Senan sees his friend lean toward him and whisper in his ear and he wants
to lean closer, he wonders to himself what it would feel like to have
Kenneth's lips press against his skin. The only reason he doesn't is that
he isn't sure how his friend would react. Besides that, they were on the
school bus and Senan doesn't want to do anything to attract attention to
them. These feelings he's experiencing are new to him and he isn't sure
what to make of them, but he knows that until he has a chance to figure
them out he doesn't want to act upon them or have anyone else know about
them.

"I had some sort of a bad dream last night and didn't sleep well. So I'm
feeling pretty tired. Great day to start tutor- I mean to start my new
job." He catches himself just in time to stop from saying the words that
he'd gotten Kenneth not to say.

"Maybe you can postpone him. Tell him you're not feeling well or
something." Kenneth says, trying to be helpful.

"No, I can't put this off. I told you I got plans to make things better for
me and others. The longer I put this off the harder it's going to be." Then
Senan leans in close to Kenneth's ear, wanting to see if he can duplicate
the feeling his friend had just created in him. "I'm going to ask Quinn why
he likes bullying me, if I know the reason for that maybe I can figure out
a way to get him to stop." He discovers that having his lips that close to
Kenneth's ear is just as exciting. He is hoping that maybe the bus will hit
a bump and give him an excuse to press his lips against his friend but that
doesn't happen.

The day at school is unremarkable, they go to their classes, turn in their
homework, try to avoid the school bullies. Unfortunately for Senan, his
mood doesn't improve during the day. During math class, Senan notices that
Quinn has his usual attitude in class, ignoring him and putting his head
down, and not paying any attention in class. Part of Senan is hoping that
Quinn will cancel the whole thing but then he remembers the greater goal he
is trying to put into play and tells himself that he can get through this
afternoon, that it will be no more than a couple of hours and then he will
be finished for the day. As class ends Senan's hope for a last-minute
change of plans are dashed as Quinn walks up to him with a large grin on
his face.

"Hey, Seman, are you ready to go?" He says as he walks up to Senan, putting
his backpack over one shoulder as he does so.

"You know I don't like it when you call me that." Senan says, not only has
his mood not improved but he has no hope of it doing so, based on how his
tutoring seems to be starting. Once again he thinks briefly about ending
this before it begins, and once again he reminds himself that if he doesn't
at least try to help Quinn then nothing will get better for him until they
graduate from High School, and right now that seems very far away.

Quinn had been held back in fourth grade and as a result, he is taller than
most of the other kids in his grade and since Senan skipped a grade he is
noticeably smaller than most of the other students making the difference in
their height seem even greater than the other students. Quinn isn't trying
to do anything to attract attention to himself but his size does draw
attention to him as he goes through the hall and since most of the students
know that they are best off to avoid Quinn they leave a wide-open space
around him as they go by. All of this combines to make Senan feel quite
self-conscious as he leaves the school with Quinn.

Senan is used to riding the bus and having just a little way to go between
the bus stop and his house, therefore unless it is raining, or looks like
it might, he doesn't usually have a jacket with him. It comes as a surprise
to him just how cold it is. The fall air, crisp and chilly, the wind,
although not strong does go through him like a knife. The twenty minutes it
takes to walk to Quinn's home seem to last forever to the boy that isn't
wearing a jacket.

"Kick your shoes off, mom doesn't like having dirt tracked through the
house." Quinn says as he unlocks and opens the front door. After the two
are shoeless and Quinn has hung his jacket up in the closet by the front
door he does something that comes as a complete surprise to Senan; he
starts acting nice. "You look like you're cold, would you like some hot
chocolate?" He asks as he gestures for Senan to follow him to the kitchen.

After getting them both some hot chocolate Quinn sits down at a table and
gestures for Senan to do the same. Senan does and for the next five minutes
the two boys sit across from each other at the table drinking their drink
and staring at each other, not saying a thing. Finally, Quinn breaks the
silence.

"So, you said that there was something you wanted me to do before you would
tutor me, what is it?" Quinn sits there waiting to hear what the other boy
wants, a look of anticipation on his face.

"Oh, yeah, that." Senan pauses for a moment, stalling for time by taking a
drink of his hot chocolate, however that moment is ruined by the fact that
his cup is empty. Looking disappointedly into his cup he starts talking
again. " I want you to answer a question, and I want an honest answer too."

"When have I been anything but honest to you? I promised you that none of
my friends would be here and they aren't. I also promised that they
wouldn't bother you on the way here and they didn't. Why do you think I
would start lying now? So far I've kept my word, can you say the same
thing?"

That response brings Senan up short. It surprises him to think about it but
Quinn is right, he has been nothing but honest so far. "No, I can't, I'm
sorry but I did tell Kenneth. But I had to, we ride the bus together every
day and he was going to wonder where I was. I told him to not tell anyone
though and he's kept his word."

"Okay, that's cool. I actually already figured out that you told him. I
just wanted to see if you were going to be honest about it is all." Quinn
stops and tries to take a drink from his cup, looks down, sees that it is
empty, and frowns. "So, what is it you wanted to ask of me?" He asks,
brInging the conversation back around to the original topic.

The last few minutes were odd for Senan causing him to look at Quinn in a
different light giving him a bit of hope thinking that maybe his idea could
work, for in truth he wasn't holding out much hope before this.

"Okay, here's my request; I want you to stop picking on me. I want you to
stop being a bully at school." He looks at Quinn as he says this, trying
not to show any fear as he puts his request out there so boldly, so
in-your-face to Quinn. If he were to reject this then everything else
wouldn't work and could very well make his life a living hell.

Quinn smiles, then starts to laugh. Finally, he calms down and gets around
to responding to the request. "That all depends on how well you do your
job. If I pass the class then sure, no problem I'll owe you one for the
help. If I end up getting kicked off the wrestling team then I can
guarantee that the `bullying" as you call it, will get even worse. So, that
being said should we get started?"

Quinn takes him upstairs to his room and Senan is surprised to see how neat
it is. Together they sit down at a desk in the room and pull out their math
books. Senan decides to start by seeing what the other boy knows already
and then deciding where to start. It doesn't take long for him to realize
that Quinn has a good knowledge of basic math, could improve on his
multiplication tables, and has no idea how Algebra works at all. They spend
the rest of the afternoon on the basics of Algebra and Senan does the
homework assigned to them today with him. Quinn does his homework by
mimicking what Senan puts down on his paper and at first that bothers the
younger boy but then he realizes that at the very least he did the writing
himself and that he doesn't grasp the concepts enough yet to try and do
them on his own. Senan's answer to this problem is to talk through the
problem as he does it so at least Quinn is hearing the process.

At one point Quinn's mom comes in to check on them but it's really just a
"Hi, I'm Mrs. Morris. Nice to meet you." type of thing, and then she leaves
them alone. Letting the two boys continue to do their work without her
checking up on them brings a trace of relief to her mind. She knows what
the two boys are supposed to be doing but until she sees them doing the
work she hadn't been sure if it was going to go as planned or not. In fact,
Senan got so into helping Quinn that it came as a surprise when he was told
that his mother was downstairs waiting for him. Picking up his books and
putting them back in his bag he goes downstairs saying good-bye to both
Quinn and his mom as he leaves the house.

Walking out to their car they see another car drive up and a man who looks
like an older version of Quinn gets out, looking as if he had a bad day,
Senan tries to be nice and says hello to him but is rebuffed. As Senan is
getting into the car he hears the man comment on him being a new boy for
his son to get in trouble with.

Right after dinner, the phone rings at Senan's house. "Why don't you get
that Senan? It's probably Kenneth. He called earlier and I told him when it
would be a good time for him to call back and talk to you."

"Hey Kenneth, what's going on?" He asks after making sure it was his
friend.

"Not much, just wanted to see how things went. You know, make sure you got
out of there alive and not beaten up. So what was his house like? Did you
meet his parents? Figured out why he's such a jerk yet?" Kenneth rapidly
fires the questions at his friend, not giving him a chance to answer one
before the next one gets asked.

"Woah buddy slow down. His house looks normal, so does his room, his mom is
okay, all she did was say hi to me and then left us alone, his dad I only
met as I was leaving and I think that maybe he had a bad day or something,
he really didn't seem to be in a good mood."

"Or maybe he's the reason that Quinn is such a jerk. You know, the apple
not falling far from the tree and all that." Kenneth replies with an
alternate way of looking at things.

"Maybe, but honestly, Quinn at home is completely different from Quinn at
school."

"I don't know man, once a bully always a bully. I bet he goes back to his
old ways once you get him to pass math. Then he won't have any use for you
and he'll go back to treating you like shit." The two boys talk for a while
more, stopping only when they are told that they need to get off the
phone. "Well, my mom says I need to get off the phone now. She wants to
spend a little time as a family before I need to go to bed. Hey, I just
wanted to say that I missed having you on the bus coming home today, just
not the same without you there. Well, see you in the morning." Kenneth says
to his friend as he hangs up the phone.

As he gets ready for bed he wonders why he said that last bit at the end,
about missing Senan. "I mean it's true, the bus ride is a lot more boring
without him on it, and there's no chance of us getting together after
school as long as he's tutoring Quinn. But missing him? That sounds like, I
don't know it just sounds weird is all." Kenneth is thinking aloud as he is
getting ready for bed. By that time he has brushed his teeth and says good
night to his parents before stripping down to his underwear and then climbs
into his bed.

Meanwhile, approximately a mile away, Senan is having similar
thoughts. "What did he mean by that? It's not a big deal right? Sometimes
we have different things we need to be doing is all. He knows I'd be there
with him if I could, that I miss him just as much." This train of thought
brings to mind the unremembered dream he'd had the previous night and the
feeling that his friend Kenneth was part of it somehow. Partly hoping to
have the dream again and partly dreading having the dream again, Senan
slips under his covers delighting in the feel of the soft cotton sheets
against his bare skin.

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