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Chapter 6

"Now, let's get these panties off and have some real fun," Candi said, rising to her feet. She unhooked her half-bra and reached for her bikini briefs. Mia nodded eagerly, squirming out of her pink undies. The view of Mia's puffed coot sprinkled with thin blonde curls, juiced along the crevice, sent whirling nuances of excitement through Candi's loins.

"Will-anybody be wondering?" Mia asked, hesitantly.

"Look, the door's locked, I told Laura not to disturb me. Relax, honey." As Candi brought her panties down to the floor and then straightened, with her cunt arched forward, Mia stared and a deeper flush touched her cheeks. Candi knew the tip of her long clitoris showed at the top of her crevice; she had startled quite a few girls with it, and beautiful Mia was no exception.

"W-what is that?" she breathed.

"My girlie cock, honey," Candi laughed. She dropped her hands to her coot and spread her labia, tensing her clitspike. "Isn't it sexy?”

"Ohhhh!" Mia gasped. "It-sure is… ”

No wonder she's a pussy-chaser, Mia thought, trembling. She can fuck with that thing! There IS something a little masculine about her, and it sure shows now. But I LIKE it! I want it in my cunt. Oh, we ARE going to have fun! She made me come so hard with her fingers, I'm dying for more and more!

Her pussy fun with Pam Nugent had been entirely different, it had started after they had double-dated a couple of handsome Boise State College football players. At seventeen they had been afraid to put out, and they had ended up in Pam's bed at her home, still excited from all the kissing and tittie-playing in the car. Slender, brunette Pam. had simply crawled over between Mia's legs and started making out in the close, intimate darkness.

Mouth to mouth, titties squirming together, warm cunts rubbing, they had humped to a climax. They had told themselves it was just 'fill-in' sex until they either got married or started rutting with guys, but the next morning they had fucked again-and again. Much better than having their fun alone on their fingers! And it had been a pretty steady thing until Pam had got her first man-fuck and decided to get married, damn her.

By that time Mia had decided to bargain her beauty for the best deal she could get, and Alvin was it. She admitted she was lazy and not a very good cook. But she had the luxurious life she figured a sexy girl should have; letting him tuck her once or twice a week was making it easy. Now she was going to have some nice steady pussy. And maybe some more of Cleve's cock, too.

He had called her about another date, but after the visit with Candi she was all hot for what she loved best-cunt.

"Now, get your ass around on the couch, honey," Candi laughed. "And take your bra off. Those nice big titties are driving me crazy!”

Mia shivered and unfastened the last charm-covering. She was very proud of her tits. As Alvin once said, they stuck out "a country mile." She always stroked and teased them with her free hand when she was getting her fun alone. Goody-good.

Candi stared at Mia's luscious bare breasts, the coral nipples stiff and long. The delicate wide bands around the peaks were puffed with her excitement. Cleve had made them very swollen, but somehow they looked better today; this girl liked her pussy, all right.

Mia swung around on the couch, her legs spread, her cunt uptilted for Candi's delectation.

"It's all yours, honey!" Mia giggled, writhing her beautiful ass.

"Jeeese, you're fabulous," Candi breathed, crawling between Mia's nyloned shanks, braced on her knees and hands, her clit stinging with anticipation. Slowly she lowered her crotch, fastening her flaming cunt to Mia's dainty cunt. The sensuous velvety contact, Mia's tremor of eagerness, her slow ass-lift, surged Candi's lust. She bedded her clit between the slick, wet labia.

"Ohhhhh!" Mia breathed, her thighs drawing back. "I'm really ready, honey!”

"I'm gonna give you the best fuck you ever had, sweetie," Candi growled, hunching her tensing clit deeper. The cling of silky, hot pussy, new pussy, whirled sweet thrills through Candi's loins. "That's real neat cunt!”

"Nnnnnnn!" Mia breathed, coming up. "I love that little prick!”

"It sure loves pretty pussy," Candi muttered, hunching again. She lowered her head to the peaked high titties, her tongue coiled out and touched a dainty pink nipple. Mia shuddered, her hands caressing Candi's shoulders, her face very flushed, already twisting with her need.

Oh, I never realized how much I've missed hot, juicy cunt! Mia thought, her own clit burning for a come. It's been ages! She fucks more like a man than a girl, and it's just wild! That clit of hers doesn't hurt me, it's better than a finger! I'm going to blow my mind!

She watched Candi close her lips around a tumid, tender nipple and felt the sweet sucking action, the winding tongue across her spire of girl-flesh. Honeyed thrills shot from her titties down to her crotch, her clit ached. Candi's slow, teasing tuck-hunches began to draw the goodies along her thighs!

"Ohh,ohhh!" Mia gasped, trying to luck more swiftly. "Come on, honey!”

Candi shuddered, wanting to drag Mia's fun out a little longer, but the younger girl was used to rushing to her peak, like most girls. The first cunt-rub orgasm was important; though; it would make them closer than ever, and Mia could learn some of the finer points of Lesbian sex a bit later. That was where a sensuous dame had it all over a man who was past thirty; she could come and come, time after luscious time.

Candi raised her head from the beautiful, swollen breasts and went into her short strokes. She was not quite ready yet herself; the longer she waited the harder she went off. Bringing Mia's pleasure was the very important thing, now. Ohhhh, yes!

"Come up good in my cunt, baby!" Candi panted, her ass flying. The sweet squish of eager cunts together, Mia's contorted face, her total involvement, the jerk of her beautiful thighs and ass as the nuances of her come-joy racked her pelvis-ohhhh, shit! That's what a girl-girl fuck was all about!

"Nnnn-oh, oh, ohhhi" Mia cried fiercely, uphunching, her cuntmouth spasming deliciously with the beat, beat, beat of her climax. Her tits heaved, her hands grabbed at Candi's shoulders, her arms shook, too. "Ohhhhh-damn!”

Candi held back with a strong effect. Jeeese! This beauty was really blowing a good one! Her inner cunt had no movement, but the twitch of her cuntlips and the slow, sweet bunching of her loins said it all. Her clitnub rubbed into Candi's girlie cock with luscious swiftness. A sweet flow of more pussy-juice, her girl-come, made their cunts extra slick and luscious.

"Ohhhhh, God!" Mia breathed, softening, her body still shaking in her aftermath. "Ohhh, you sexy devil!”

"I knew I could get you off good, honey," Candi giggled, keeping her pecker in snugly, achy twinges of her need some of the best she had ever known.

"Oh, you're so nice and filthy!" Mia sighed. Her legs dropped, she shivered. "I never had it like-this!”

"We'll have lots of fun from now on, huh?" Candi smiled, tensing her clit.

"Ohhhh, yesss!" Mia exclaimed, tightening her legs around Candi's ass. "You didn't-come, honey. Is something-the matter?”

"I need lots of nice fucking to bring mine, sweetie," Candi laughed softly. "Don't worry about it. You'll know it when I blow.”

"Ohhhh, I've missed this so much," Mia breathed, caressing Candi's waist and arms. "That little thing of yours really sends me!”

"How long since some girl got in your panties, honey?" Candi asked, curious.

"Oh, two years-" She hesitated. "I've had some prick-besides Alvin's, but… ”

"Hell, I go for some cock myself once in a while," Candi lied easily. "Guess we better clean our twats, huh?”

They both laughed.

Sure, she remembers Cleve's prick, his cleverness, Candi thought. But I've got her pussy now, and I'll keep on having it. Still, it might be fun to watch him fuck her again, but if she does I'll be there. I'm in like Flynn. Cleve did a fine job of lapping her cunt, but I bet I can bang her better…

Ronnie Lemm stepped out of the bathroom, a towel around her ass, and wiggled into the living room. Her mother, Sally, sprawled on the sofa in a thin short nightie, glanced over at Ronnie and smiled.

"That looks better all the time, hon," Sally remarked, writhing her plump ass suggestively. She was a good looking mulatto for her age, her tits were still firm, like her butt. Her Negro ancestry showed much more than Ronnie's, who was only one-quarter black. She was called a 'high yeller.'

"Want some more pussy, eh?" Ronnie laughed.

"Sure, we ain't had a fuck for two days," Sally giggled.

"Well, cool your cunt for a while, I got something to tell you," Ronnie said, dropping into a chair. She left her slender legs open so Sally could look under the fringe of towel and see her box. Ronnie needed a fuck, too.

She no longer felt guilty having sexy fun with her own mother; it had started years before, even while her father was around. He had caught them screwing one day and had pulled out. Some of those whiteys were square as hell. The tucker had never done much work, anyway.

"You had a good day, huh?" Sally said. She dropped the girlie magazine she had been leafing through.

"Yeah," Ronnie smiled. "I told you that ad in the yellow pages would payoff, honey. You remember that call I got.”

"Sure," Sally replied, leaning forward. The motion almost caused one jutting tit to slide from the V of her nightie. The long, smoky nipples were stiffening.

"Well, I called on this new customer, Alvin Nelson. He figured I was pretty young to have a detective's license, he bad no idea I'm a girl”

"I still don't see why you have to dress and act like a guy in your detective work," Sally went on.

"Shit, who'd hire a broad?" Ronnie answered. She had gone through the local Police Academy, she bad received high marks, and she bad passed the tests given to private investigators, she could even carry a gun if she wanted to. Her features had always been boyish, she had often wished she had been born a male. She bad purposely dressed like a stud for her license photo, she got a kick out of living a double life. She used the same name for both roles.

Her regular job was being a cocktail waitress at one of the best Daly City supper clubs; her long legs and trim ass made her a lot of tips. A wig and some makeup turned her into what she was, a very sexy piece of girl. Men hardly ever turned her on, though. When club customers asked if she was available, the price was a hundred bucks. Or more if the guy acted real eager. She was very choosy because she had never busted her fun around a prick. And she very seldom fucked other girls; Sally kept her pretty well satisfied.

After her father bad pulled up the stakes, she and Sally had moved into a better neighborhood, gotten a newer car and started "living like" white people." Sally picked up extra money doing housework for a few of the rich bastards over on the next street.

"Anyway," Ronnie said. "I charged this Alvin Nelson plenty, and he went for it. I tailed that good looking young wife of his, but I didn't catch her with a stud. She went to this Candi Jones photo studio and spent a couple of hours. I hear this Candi is a real Les; it could be that Mia got a fuck there… ”

"Okay, what else is new?" Sally said dryly. "Those sexy whitey cunts are worse chippies than us colored broads.”

"Alvin is what's new," Ronnie smiled. "He does things for me. I got a real good tingle.”

"What is he, queer or something?" Sally giggled.

"Shit, no," Ronnie said. "I think he's looking for a setup. You know, we've talked about finding a wealthy guy and moving in. Got a beautiful big house. He acts a little square on the comers, but the way he looks at that young secretary of his… he's from the sticks. I'm sure he wants some real action.”

"Why is he having you tail his piece, then?" Sally asked.

"I figure he wants a good excuse to dump her, she looks damned expensive. Married him for his money. Ten to one she's a poor fuck. Now they're in the big city and he figures she's getting prick on the side.”

"Well, shoot your best lick, honey," Sally giggled.

"Right," Ronnie smiled. "One of these days I’ll show him how I look in a miniskirt with my tits sticking out. I might even take you along for a little added bait.”

"Good!" Sally giggled. "You know, I do miss cock once in a while… ”

"Yeah, I better find you a stud before you wear out that imitation prick, boney.”

They both laughed. Sally's vibrating dildo was a kind of joke between them. The sensuous mulatto had to have her goodies nearly every day. Watching Sally fuck herself with it still gave Ronnie plenty of kicks.

"I'm glad you got a night off, honey," Sally giggled, spreading her plump olive-chocolate thighs farther apart. "I got a hell of a hard-on.”

"What else is new?" Ronnie smiled, sliding the towel from her loins. She was getting worked up, too. Her feelings about Alvin Nelson really surprised her. Maybe because he was not like the sons of bitches who came in the Black Slipper and tried to cop feels. She looked forward to surprising him by showing up as a girl. She wanted his hands on her body.

"That pussy looks good tonight, hon," Sally giggled, staring at Ronnie's crotch. She flipped the hem of her red nightie back and showed her cunt. Mother and daughter had very little pubic hair; their cuntlips protruded, like their sensual mouths. Ronnie could see wetness leaking from her mother's crevice. She was sure Sally had been playing with her box while looking through the girlie magazine.

"Well, it's all nice and fresh," Ronnie giggled. "You want to start by getting your tongue inside?”

"I just took a shower myself," Sally giggled. "Let's do a sixty-nine, huh?”

"You took the tongue right out of my mouth," Ronnie laughed. "But I got a surprise for you." She glanced at her wrist watch. "Anna Land is gonna be here any minute.”

Sally gasped. "You mean that cute wiggly blonde you been bringin around here, hon?”

"Right on," Ronnie said, winking. Anna was eighteen, she worked part-time at the Black Slipper. She had developed quite a crush on Ronnie.

"You been gettin' some pussy on the side, huh?” Sally said, accusingly.

"I haven't been there-yet," Ronnie said. "She wants to kind of join in to see if she likes it.”

"Why, you nice thing, you," Sally giggled. "We ain't had a threesome for a long, long time! Remember that young piece where we used to live?”

Ronnie laughed. "Sure. I'm making some good money now, we need a little extra fun."

A car stopped out front, and a moment later they heard the tap-tap of heels on the porch. Ronnie jumped up and opened the door. Anna came in, flushed and excited, smelling faintly of gin and perfume and pussy. Her miniskirt was very mini, her jersey bulged with goodies. Ronnie knew how to pick them. Anna was pissed at her boyfriend and ripe for a girl-fuck.

Ronnie locked the door and patted Anna on the ass. "Get your clothes off, sugar. We're going to have a ball, huh?”

Anna giggled, glancing from Sally to Ronnie. "Two martinis and I'm ready to go-go.”

"Good," Ronnie smiled, sliding her hand beneath the miniskirt, finding the soft, pantied cuntmound. "Feels kinda wet. You play with it on the way over here?”

"You rotten thing!" Anna gurgled. She swerved closer and held her dewy lips up. Ronnie shivered, her clit burning with anticipation. She had been working on this dainty number for several days, getting a few feels when no one else was around, and now she was here, ready to swing. Ronnie took the opened, eager lips, her left arm around the tiny waist, her hand pressing into the sweet pussy-mound. Anna took Ronnie's tongue and hunched her ass. De-licious!

A few moments later all three were in Sally's bedroom, all naked. Ronnie sat at the foot of the bed, watching Sally start the play with the cute blonde. Her middle finger was in Anna's cunt, she was sucking Anna's pink, stiff nipples. Ronnie was usually the aggressor when she and Sally screwed, it was interesting to see Sally take over.

"Ohhhhh!" Anna whimpered, her soft thighs shaking, her breasts lifting.

Sally knew what made a pussy tick, all right. With her finger deep in the juicy young cunt, she was rubbing her thumb into the dainty clitzone. Her thick-lipped mouth moved from one nipple to the other; Anna was grabbing at Sally's shoulders, her pretty face starting to twist with her rising passion.

Ronnie was having a delicious fantasy. She imagined that Alvin Nelson was on the bed and Sally was fondling his prick instead of a tender blonde-framed cunt. New pussy was exciting, but Alvin was very special. It was so strange for Ronnie to be thinking of prick!

The last guy she had fucked for money had been better than most, he had asked her to topride, his cock had not been overly-large, it had fit very nicely in her rather small cunt. She had found herself enjoying it, even though she had not broken her goodies. Oh, I want to topfuck Alvin, I really do, she thought.

Still listening to Anna's gurgles and gasps of pleasure, Ronnie went to her mother's vanity where she kept her dildoes. She picked the slender model with the six-inch shaft and the convenient handle, she sank into a chair and spread her long thighs. The two on the bed were too involved to notice what Ronnie did. Sally was between Anna's legs now, their cunts were together and the older woman was hunching slowly. Anna seemed to be having trouble getting her gun off.

Ronnie nudged the head of the dildo between her puffy cuntlips and carefully pushed it in. Ohhhh, good! She had never broken her fun on a plastic cock, even though Sally enjoyed them tremendously. Ronnie's sensations were in her well-developed clitoris and her rather small, perky titties. She had lots of fun with those! Mother and daughter could roll and rub their clits together and have wild orgasms.

I want to be a good piece for Alvin, Ronnie thought, hunching up on the dildo. Plenty of girls like prick and pussy both. Ohhhh, shit! I'm gonna go off with this thing, I really am!

"Come on, baby, you're gonna make it!" came Sally's voice. The bed creaked, the faint squish of cunt on cunt reached Ronnie's senses.

"Ohhhh-ohh!" Anna whimpered.

Ronnie shuddered, watching Sally's ass work up and down, around and around. Her coned-shaped tits jiggled against Anna's pink, swollen breasts. Ronnie lifted her free hand to her puffed, aching tits and fondled them; she stroked the plastic prick slowly. She closed her eyes, imagining Alvin was between her long shanks, his cock pumping sensuously in her eager cunt. Ohhh, bell! It was going to be a real crotch-buster! Now she was on top of him, sliding her titties across his naked chest, her inner coot twitching with voluptuous cadence.

She often tightened her vagina to give her marks more pleasure, and it also made them get off faster; but this time her cunt was doing it without her command. Oh, what a nice ham-bone he had! Not too big, hitting in her just right. This was the best part of a fuck, now. Her thighs trembled, her titties peaked out farther, her nipples hardened. A little faster now.

A sudden plaintive cry from Anna, a faster shake of the bedsprings and Sally's moan of delight, said they were getting their cunt-fun.

"Ughhhh-fuuuuuuuck!" Sally wailed. "Come on, break it!”

"OH, OH, OH!" Anna whimpered.

Ronnie felt the first honeyed pounds of her own goodies. Sweet Jeeeeesus! The dildo flashed swiftly in and out, her clit tensed and began to throb, her cunt clenched just the way Sally's coot tightened when Ronnie was finger-fucking her.

Oh, I'm coming off on a cock for the first time! Ronnie thought wildly. I never felt this way about prick before! It seems to be Alvin's cock! I never liked it when a man squirted his come in my box before, but I'd sure love to feel Alvin's tool shooting me a good, hot load! Ohhh, oh, ohhhhh! It's tearing my ass out!

She held the dildo handle and uphunched through her spasming delight. She simply had to buck her hips when she was busting her fun! The final spasms of her inner cunt shook her legs and arms and titties, the chair springs creaked furiously.

Sally gave Anna a few more hunches and rolled away, looking over at Ronnie. A wide smile touched her thick, protruding lips.

"Jeeesus, hon, I didn't know you liked prick that much.”

"It's kinda growin' on me," Ronnie laughed. "I told you, this new guy has really got something special.”

"I knew if you kept tryin' around you'd find out that sliding cock ain't so bad, after all.”

They both giggled.

Candi Jones hurried back toward her rear studio where Mia was waiting.

There had been an interruption in their pleasure. One of Candi's best customers had shown up in the front office; Laura Wheeler had called on the intercom in spite of Candi's orders for privacy, she had been forced to put on a smock and talk business for a while.

Well, that was taken care of-now back to the sweetest pussy she had ever put her hands on. As she entered the room, she felt a jolt of disappointment. Mia had her clothes back on.

"Hey, what happened, honey?" Candi asked. "I'm sorry as hell I had to leave-" She was not used to having a piece walk out on her.

"Oh, it's getting kind of late," Mia smiled. "And it really was fun! We ought to find a better place… ”

Fuck! Candi thought. I left and her pussy cooled. I didn't even get my gun off! This might be harder to nail down than I figured.

"Hell, yes," Candi said, holding her temper. "We'll get a nice motel and fuck for a whole afternoon.”

"Right!" Mia giggled. She moved forward, the sway of her beautiful ass in the miniskirt raising Candi's achy clit. Mia tipped her head and her fresh, still-puffed lips opened. "It might be more fun if we had an experienced man along, though…

She's thinking about Cleve, the sexy bitch, Candi thought, shivering. She slipped her arms around Mia's yielding waist. She's playing hard to get even after l broke her goodies.

"Oh, a threesome, huh?" Candi giggled.

"I've heard it's really far out," Mia breathed. "What about that sexy husband of yours?"

Candi shivered. She was not really sold on a party with Cleve, they had never teamed up on a cunt, but it had crossed her mind several times. She had to have more of that terrific pussy, she wished to hell she had reached her climax with Mia.

"You kind of like him, I see," Candi said. "Okay, I'll talk to him. You're turning into quite a swinger, honey.”

"Oh, being straight isn't much fun," Mia whispered. "And I do love that nice little prick of yours, sweet.”

"It's hard right now," Candi breathed, drawing Mia in close and hunching. Their mouths met, their tongues writhed back and forth. As sweet as it was, Candi could feel the withdrawal in Mia's manner. She was not going to be a real pushover. That cocksucker of a Cleve had almost spoiled this piece for an extended Lesbian association.

Well, anything really good was worth working for.

Their lips swerved apart. "I better be home when Alvin gets there, honey," Mia said.

"Think he'll want some of that neat pussy tonight?" Candi giggled. She had to remind herself that part of her image was being two-way, normal enough to like prick, too.

"Oh, maybe," Mia sighed. "But it sure isn't much fun for me. I bet Cleve gets you worked up real good… ”

"Oh, he's fantastic," Candi giggled. You sneaky slut, you know how he fucks, Candi thought. And I'm going to cure you of prick. I'm at first base already. When I get my gun off in her cunt she'll spit on Cleve.

"Should be some party, huh?" Mia smiled.

"A real cunt-breaker, honey," Candi laughed. She patted Mia's curvy ass. "Okay, go home to your hubby. When you come, think about me.”

"God, you're filthy," Mia laughed.

"And you love it," Candi said.

When the luscious blonde was finally gone, trailing a whiff of perfume, lilac and pussy, Candi moved to the intercom.

"Yes?" came Laura's voice, expectantly.

"Look, tell the other girls to take off early, lock the front door and get your ass in here. Okay?”

"Oh, yesss!" Laura said, her voice drippy with eager ness.

"We haven't had a good tuck for quite a while, huh?" Candi said teasingly.

"It's been just ages, darling," Laura gurgled. "I didn't think you liked me any more-”

"Shit," Candi laughed. "Forget that drippy stuff." She cut the connection. Laura had 'filled in' several times when Candi developed a hard-on at work. She really had a good one today!

A few moments later Laura came in the rear studio and locked the door. She was a very attractive brunette, too plump to be photogenic-Candi hired no pigs. Good-looking broads were good for business, especially when most of her clients were men.

"Boy, that Mia sure is something!" Laura breathed, her cheeks already flushed with excitement. "Did you-?”

"I just heated it up good for her husband," Candi smiled. "Isn't your boy friend giving you any prick at all?”

"Oh, we had a fight-" Laura said.

"That's the trouble with these fucking men," Candi said dryly. "Come on, get your duds off, honey. I'm gonna bang your pussy good.”

"He-thinks you've been playing around with me," Laura said, weakly. She reached for her front-opening blouse. Her plumpness included a bulging pair of tits and a wide full ass, she needed to go on a diet.

"If you don't tell him, how the hell is he going to know?" Candi sighed. Problems, problems. "Lots of very normal girls like a little pussy-rub once in a while. Talk one of your girlfriends into a threesome with him.”

"Oh, wow!" Laura giggled.

Candi removed the smock, letting the busty brunette eyeball her figure. Laura stared, her dark eyes greedy. The blouse came open, revealing the big jugs in their pink, lacy cups. The dark nipples were already stiffening.

After her disappointment with Mia, Candi had considered going home early and getting her fun with Nancy, but the dainty young model had developed cramps in the loins from too much of Candi's lusty fucking and lapping. Anyway, Nancy was out on a modeling assignment and would be home late. She needed a pussy-rest. She was not used to so much sex, but she was developing into a much better piece. Candi could pop her pistol three or four times in a row.

"Sure, threesomes are the in thing, honey," Candi said, swaying her ass, arching her cunt forward. "You bring him some new pussy and he'll really appreciate you more.”

Laura giggled, lowering her miniskirt. The darkhued pantyhose hugged her cuntmound attractively. Like a lot of broads about her age, she tried to act more naive than she really was; she would not admit that she played with her cunt for relief, when it was very obvious she did.

Candi remembered the first time she had got in Laura's panties, on the edge of her executive desk up front, after hours. Not bad at all, but she was far from being in the class with Nancy or Mia or a few other chic broads Candi had fucked. Laura needed good steady prick, she almost drooled when Cleve came in the studio.

"For Chrissakes, do you wear those damned pantyhose when you date your stud?" Candi asked.

"Well, these skirts are so short, and-”

"Shit, get some thin panties and long sexy nylons. Guys don't like to fight for it when they want a pussyfeel.”

"You're so dirty!" Laura giggled. She sat down on a chair and wiggled and writhed out of the pantyhose. She walked toward the couch, her tits jiggling in the thin, ribboned bra. She knew where the action took place…