We fade in on our hostess, Charley. She’s skirting that territory between sexy and strange. With her heavily botoxed face, obviously fake bolt-on boobs, and all those tattoos on her chest, her legs, her arms… All wrapped up in too-small clothes, showing off as much flesh as possible – mini-skirt, sleeveless low-cut top. She’s strange, but she’s ours…
We’re on a wide grey street, black fences on either side, nothing beyond them on one side, a blue storage facility (with signage reading ‘The Safehouse’) on the other, a petrol station in the background. Not one of the prettier spots we’ve ever visited.
“Hello, and welcome to another edition of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’. Not that social distancing restrictions are being eased, we’re back with our full crew…”
We cut to a wide-angle – seeing the three men (camera, sound, director) walking backwards infront of Charley, filming back at her as she continues her narration…
“… Ready to film ladies as they deserve to be filmed, as they live out their fantasies…”
We cut back to the shot of her walking toward the camera, and she continues to talk direct to us. “Over the years we’ve had some very attractive ladies on our show…”
We cut to a mini-collage of the best-looking ladies we’ve had on our show over the years – with Charley introducing them as they appear on camera…
We see the smiling heavily pierced face of a pretty young scarlet haired Geordie lesbian. Laughing as she mess around on camera, between televised shots… “Back in Series 1 we met Keegan Murphy, a young hairdresser from Newcastle, who transfixed us with her cute looks and her desire to please her partner…”
We cut to slow motion footage of an extremely attractive teenager striding through an airport, looking like a rockstar, flicking long hair out of her face and flashing us a huge toothy smile. “And then in Series 2, there was our little Irish princess, Hope Carrington.”
Another cut, this time to a blonde beauty with a I’m-too-good-for-this look on her pretty face, reaching down to unfasten the front of her bra… “In Series 3, we met spoilt socialite Bronte Laselles – who clearly believed she was God’s gift to dogs…”
And another cut, to a dirty looking slut in lingerie, kneeling on her bed, bending forward to show off wonderful cleavage. Charley continues, “In Series 4, there was part-time web-slut, Kimberly Milner, who put on an excellent show… And…”
Cut to coffee coloured, narrow faced, high cheekbones and white teeth of a classy older lady. “Then there was Cleo Ranger, a former model who still looked very capable of hitting the catwalk, with or without a dog…”
Cut to a recent image, the dimpled smile of a very cute recent guest as she takes a deep breath before beginning her scene. “Even this year, we’ve already met pornstar Renae Russell, who made a big impression on our viewers…”
It’s a fantastic trip down memory lane – only the finest girls – before returning to Charley, now standing outside a suburban football stadium. A small, yellow and green grandstand. Nothing impressive.
Charley continues her introduction. “Some amazingly attractive ladies there… But today we’re going to meet a lady whose self-professed ambition is to be be the best-looking girl ever to earn the title, ‘Miss United Kingdom of Zoo’…”
We cut to the inside of the football ground, looking into the stand rather than onto the pitch. A small group of 20-something women, all quite pleasant to look at, there to watch their boyfriends playing. Amongst them, standing out from them, is a real stunner. Her face glowing, high-cheekbones, strong jaw, big eyes, a mass of curly auburn hair surrounding her face and hanging down over her shoulders. She’s dressed up warm to watch the match, not flashing flesh like Charley, but even fully dressed we can tell she has a good body – slim but with large breasts (even he sweater & coat combo can’t hide them).
We hear her speaking over the top of this image. Her voice is soft and playful, with a clear ‘Norf Laandon’ accent. “Hello, I’m Ava Marvaux, I’m 22, and I’m from Tottenham in North London.”
We watch her smiling and laughing (soundlessly) with the other girls for a few seconds, then cut to look at the match they are watching – young men, all reasonable players, playing an organised game. Very competitive. We focus on one player in particular – young, with his knee heavily strapped up.
We hear Ava in voice-over again… “I met Mark when we wuz 16… He was already in the yoof team at Spurs… Captain of England schoolboys. Everyone knew ‘e was gonna be a star…”
Back to Ava in the stands, now sitting away from the other girls so we can talk to her. Her friends think we are here to interview her as part of a show about Mark – what happens when young players don’t make it – that sort of thing.
Ava talks on.
“I always wanted to be famous…” She says. “Ever since I wuz little… I fought, I could be a popstar – but I can’t sing… I could be an actress – but I can’t act… Then when I wuz a teenager and I started to… Grow up…” She indicates her body, particularly her chest. “I fought… I could be a model – maybe on Page 3… But there’s ‘undreds of models, even on Page 3… Then I met Mark… And for a few years I just fought… I’ll be a WAG… I’ll be married to a Premier League star – an England player… Then maybe I’ll get modellin’ work, and maybe get on tv, from being ‘is missus!”
We cut to footage of the players on the pitch infront of the stand – Mark again, once again looking a different class to those around him. Passing, running, getting the ball back – shooting high beyond the keeper’s hand into the goal… Jogging away smiling with one hand in the air…
Back to Ava in the stands, watching whilst talking to us. “Then ‘e got ‘is injuries, and ’e ‘ad to stop playin’ full time…” She looks a little wistful. “An’ I fought, I’m gonna ‘ave to do it myself…”
Cut to a magazine cover, pages being flicked over, images of the girls we saw at the start of the show, plus a few others… “I wuz readin’ in a magazine ‘bout the best looking girls ever on UK of Zoo… And I wuz lookin’ at the pictures, an’ I fought, surely I’m better looking than any of ‘em…” She somehow manages to say this without seeming conceited and arrogant. She’s stating a fact – and it’s hard to argue with.
Back to Ava, talking toward camera, without ever looking away from the football. “So I fought… I might not be the best lookin’ woman in the UK… But I could be the best lookin’ in the UK of Zoo… An’ then I could get modellin’ and tv work based on that… Maybe.” She shrugs, then smiles. Again, a blindingly pleasant smile.
She has a pretty high opinion of herself – but it’s hard to argue with her logic – she’s a very attractive young lady, and when she smiles it gets better. If her body matches her face, there won’t be any argument from us!
We cut to a shot of Ava exiting the stadium with Charley. Us behind them.
Then to that blue storage facility… Ava walking onto the site, side-by-side with Charley. Their arms interlocked. Girls together.
Cut to – a self-storage unit within the Safehouse. Fluorescent industrial lighting flickers into life to reveal a raw concrete floor, four blank grey walls. No windows. It’s a large business storage area, bigger than your average room, smaller than our studio in Manchester. Some filming lights have already been set up in the corners of the room, as have a couple of cameras on tripods, everything pointed at a bare square of concrete on the floor. It’s a remarkably dull space to be filming someone as beautiful as Ava…
One wall of the room swings open and Ava steps in, followed by Charley. “Welcome…” Says Charley, to Ava, “To where the magic happens…”
Ava looks around, unimpressed. “It’s a bit cold…”
“A bit of cold always makes the nipples look good…” Jokes Charley, “Besides, you’ll warm up as soon as you have a dog on you – and IN you…”
Ava nods, hardly looking excited by the comment.
“You can undress here… He should be here any minute now.” Confirms Charley.
Ava begins to strip – very matter of factly. We can tell that she’s checking out the cameras, making sure she gets her angles right – doing everything she can, at all times, to present herself at her best. The coat comes off first – woolen and warm, we can tell the second it’s off that Ava is cold, even with her sweater and jeans still on. At this moment we marvel a little at how little Charley appears to be bothered by the cold in her mini-skirt and that low-cut sleeveless top.
Charley keeps her talking as she continues to undress.
“So, you’re here to have sex with a dog, on camera, infront of the whole country… Are you looking forward to it?”
Ava unbuttons her jeans and begins to shuffle them down over her hips and down her smooth thighs. Nice ass, nice thighs. She looks up and shakes her head a little at Charley. “I’m looking forward to it being on television more than to the sex…”
“Dogs don’t turn you on?” Asks Charley, looking genuinely confused by the idea that a woman wouldn’t be turned on by a dog.
Ava, pulling her jeans, off her feet – then standing to reveal a very nice pair of legs. Her sweater clinging tight to her shoulders, chest, middle, and to her hips and the top of her arse. A little white triangle of her panties showing below it. It’s obvious her body is as good as her face. She answers, “No… Not at all. They don’t turn me off. I mean, they’re ok or I wouldn’t be here, would I?”
“Have you watched a lot of videos?” Checks Charley.
Ava takes hold of the bottom of her sweater and holds it for a second whilst she answers. “Erm… I’ve watched most of your show… And a few videos on the fan-forums… But that’s all.”
As soon as she’s finished her answer she pulls the sweater up and over her head. As she peels it off we note her flat belly – which from side on is barely there – then her big breasts… Young, firm yet pendulous. No bra, hanging low. Amazing tits. Large without being outlandish. All natural. Turn up the sound as she pulls the sweater up and you can actually hear one of our camera crew saying, “Fuck!” as they appear!
Stripped down to her panties and looking every bit the best looking girl we’ve had on the show – we admire Ava from several camera angles. We catch Charley in a couple of these shots, also admiring her guest.
Ava’s smooth legs, extremely slim belly, and huge tits, combine with her pretty face and that long hair to present a vision that you wouldn’t be surprised to see her in one of the better men’s magazines – Penthouse, even Playboy.
“Mark is a very lucky boy!” Comments Charley. “What does he think about you doing this today?”
“Oh, he doesn’t know…” Smiles Ava. “But I’m quite independent… I do what I want, he won’t mind, just so long as I come home to him…”
“Does he like dogsex?” Asks Charley.
“I fink ‘e likes it as much as most guys…” Answers Ava. “We’ve watched it together, ‘e gets turned on by it… Turned on by watchin’ wiff me… I think ‘e’ll enjoy seeing me in action.”
“And if he doesn’t?”
Ava thinks for a moment as she hooks her thumbs into the sides of her panties. “I’m sure ‘e will… He always said ‘e’d love to watch me do anyfing… I fink it’ll turn ‘im on. And ‘is teammates…”
She pulls her panties down around her ankles and steps out of them. Her pussy is trimmed and shaved down to a thin dark line, a strip so narrow it’s barely there.
“What do you think the other WAGS will think?”
Ava shrugs her shoulders. “Fuck’em if they don’t like it… I’m not ‘ere to impress them!”
“Well, you’re already impressing all of us…” Comments Charley. “You look good enough to eat… I wish I could…” She laughs. “But you’re not here for me… You’re here for this puppy here…” She turns toward the open door of the storage area… And we look at the open door, waiting for a beast to appear…
We hear it before we see him… To be precise, we hear his owner before we see him…
The gruff and familiar herald we haven’t heard for over a year – it’s Denis, and that means… “Ladies and gentlemen… Please welcome the ‘ound from ‘ell ‘imself… The beast from the east end… This monster is a lover not a fighter… A licker not a biter… He’ll fuck your pussy so ‘ard ‘e ‘as to send you a get well card… The meeeeean muvva-fucker himself… Casanova the Fird!”
Our star, a sleek, muscular, black Doberman Pinsher, pads into the room just as the voice announces his name. He sees the naked woman waiting for him and his little tail-stub begins to wag like crazy.
Ava brings her hands up to her big tits and covers them, almost a defensive motion… Giving him a tight-lipped little smile – acknowledging him rather than celebrating his arrival – showing just a little fear. “He looks… Very strong.”
Denis, the dog’s owner, short, fat and full of smiles, arrives in the doorway and reacts to the site of Ava with a loud, “Fuckin’ hell… You ‘it the jackpot today Cas!” He turns to Charley and comments, “You don’t ‘ave to pay us today – just let me ‘ave a play of those titties!” He laughs.
Ava looks him up and down and laughs. “I don’t fink so, love. Mark’s the only man who gets to touch these…”
We cut to a few minutes later…
Ava drops to her knees infront of Casanova, reaching out with boths hands to call the dog to her. She sets her arse down on her heels and spreads her knees out wide, presenting herself to him. She keeps her back straight, shoulders back, boobs out – making sure she doesn’t bend forward to allow her belly to sag or fold (not that there’s enough there to make her look fat).
The dog walks over and sniffs at her – she keeps her hands hovering near him, but lets him sniff wherever he likes. She keeps her head up throughout, making sure she doesn’t present a double chin for the camera… Whenever the dog gets close and drops his head he’s out of her line of site.
Casanova moves closer, sniffs at her huge boobs, licks one of them, then drops his head and sniffs at her pussy. Her hands follow his head down. She smiles a little for the cameras, trying to look more relaxed than she actually is.
She lowers one hand to stroke and hold his side – the movements are unenthusiastic, like she feels she should do them rather than she wants to be in contact with him. She leans forward a little, still keeping her head up, not looking at the dog, and lets her hand move under his belly at the end of each stroke. Gradually closing in on his belly.
He digs his snout in between her smooth thighs and licks at her pussy. She’s a little jumpy and she gasps as his tongue makes contact – but it seems to be a gasp of surprise rather than of pleasure.
She continues to slide her hand under his belly, the more she leans forward the more those big tits dangle. She takes a deep breath, her expression still blank, as her hand makes contact with the sheath and its firm contents. It looks like this is hard work for her – not difficult or sickening, just something she’s not crazy about doing.
She continues to fondle his cock, looking less interested in how it feels than how she looks, constantly looking around to check the cameras and altering her body shape to show herself at her best. Tensing muscles, twisting her frame… Her free hand gently cupping one of her magnificent boobs, massaging it a little. It’s not clear whether she’s doing this to try and stimulate herself, or if she wants to add to the visual for us, but she continues all the same. Her fingers move to her nipple, brushing it with her nails. Pinching. Playing with the dog’s cock the whole time.
She leans forward a little more, her big boobs swinging a little away from her chest, changing her angle so that she can actually see his cock. Pushing on his sheath, pushing it back along the shaft of his cock until the tip is exposed… Pushing further to expose more. Pink and shiny, about as thick and long as her thumb, looking a lot like the dog cocks we’re used to, only a little smaller right now – plenty of growing left to do.
She turns her head to the side and looks away as she continues to stroke it – and it continues to grow. Whispering “Do I need to suck it?” to Charley (who’s off to the side of the camera).
We cut to a close-up, covering a little time-jump, as Ava leans in. She doesn’t look particularly interested… Her face inches from his cock, looking close at it. Picking a couple of stray hairs off his wet shaft… Making sure it’s clear. Licking her lips – not so much out of anticipation, just to wet them… Then, raising her eyebrows as she looks up into camera, she takes the animal’s big cock between her soft, red lips and begins sucking.
It’s like watching a prostitute suck a John’s cock – there’s no interest or emotion, it’s purely professional. She’s doing it to do it – not even trying to make a show of it for the camera. She looks amazing, but she’s totally disinterested. Just going through the motions… Emotional detachment is a strange thing to watch.
Once she feels that she’s done enough sucking, she pulls the animal’s meat out of her mouth and holds it to the side, letting a couple of little jets of jizz shoot against her cheek as she spits on the floor, clearing her mouth. She fishes inside with a long index finger and pulls a small dog hair from inside her cheek – wipes it off on the floor. Then she looks into camera, showing us her pretty face, her make-up still in good shape save for the splashes of dog-cum dribbling down toward her chin on one side of her jaw.
We cut to a wider angle, seeing the wannabe model in all her glory – that amazing chest, the flat belly, the long legs, as she stands up straight – taking a quick moment to compose herself, stretch, wipe her big boobs, etc. Once she’s ready, she gets back down onto the hard concrete floor, on her knees… It’s hard, so she grabs her coat, folds it over, and places it under her knees to cushion them… Then she’s down onto her knees again, leaning forward onto her hands, her firm butt toward the dog, her big tits hanging down and swinging around with every movement. She sucks her belly in, making her almost disappear from the side-view.
The big Doberman sits behind her – we close in on his face – noting that he’s clearly staring at her rear end, and there appears to be a looking of longing in his eyes. His big sloppy tongue flaps around as he licks his lips in anticipation. We can’t blame him.
For her part, Ava looks both beautiful and bored, looking right into camera, and asking, “When do we start?”
The dog is given a signal from off camera and he immediately mounts her. Pushing his chest up against backside so that he slides up and over her, his front legs quickly clamping around her slim belly infront of her smooth thighs.
Ava obviously didn’t expect it to happen this fast, or was expecting more of a warning, because her face registers shock and fear for a second as he lands on her back – she lets down the mask, forgetting to look good for a second.
He grips her firmly – his claws digging into her flesh – making her reach down to reposition one of his feet as he starts jerking his cock toward her pussy.
She locks her face, a mask of indifference, her lips together, but not too tight… Keeping her head back so her chin is pushed out, no neck rolls here… Casanova takes charge – the weight of his body weighing down on her – pushing her hand against the floor, her knees against her coat – his hammering action jabbing his cock toward her pussy… Her other hand, having adjusted his grip, moves down between her legs and, almost like an experienced dogslut, makes short work of steering that big hard cock between her pussy lips, taking a sharp breath as she steers him home…
The second he feels her cunt around his meat, he’s off hard and fast. A pounding so good she once again fails to maintain her mask… Her expression changing as he fucks her – it’s hard to tell if it’s a smile of pleasure or a grimace of pain though.
In a wider shot we get to see the beauty of the moment. Her body is small and slim under his bulk, her big boobs swinging with his thrusting action, her long hair hanging down on either side of her very pretty face – she does her best to stroke it around her head so we can see as much of her face as possible… Whether she wants to admit it or not, the way she’s moving her arse back toward him suggests that she’s enjoying something about this.
He’s clearly enjoying himself too. The look on his face – dumb and happy. Mouth open, chin resting on her shoulder, his body pushed up against her back, his cock jabbing into her pussy as fast as he can manage it.
We get a close-up from the rear – a perfect shot of his slimy tool sliding in and out of her pink pussy.
She’s maintaining her calm exterior as best she can, but we can tell her breathing is becoming a little ragged. Her mouth opening a little, her head tipping forward, that long hair beginning to hang down and block our view of her beautiful face as she forgets about looking good for the cameras for a moment.
And then, as suddenly as it started, the dog stops moving and just holds position on her back… And she’s suddenly making her first noise of this fuck… A long, slow, low groan.
We move in close on her face, a low angle, looking up at her with her hair hanging down on either side of the frame. We can see pain on her face, strain… But she’s taking it like a pro.
We cut to a gratuitously close-up shot of the dog’s cock in her pussy – so close we can see every little blood vessel at the base of his shaft, the wetness on her pussy lips… Then we pull back between his legs until we can see his big ball-sack hanging down, pulsing as he squirts another load into her belly… Back further to see his butthole almost winking at us as it too closes up tight with each squirt of cum unloaded into this perfect slut.
We move around infront of her and can hear Charley asking her to look up. She does, looking right into the camera. Her face set – pretty, determined, a little wince of pain from the size of that knot that’s throbbing in her cunt – but she’s managing it. She raises one hand to stroke some loose hairs from her face and looks right into the camera.
Charley asks, “How is it?”
Ava half shrugs, an awkward gesture when you’re on your hands and knees and have a big dog resting on your back – her head slightly on one side. “Tolerable.” She says, once again looking disinterested but beautiful.
Back to a side angle, the dog on his bitch, her perfect oversized, natural tits, hanging down, her belly still flat, legs shaking a little from the combination of the weight of the beast and being tensed to look their best. She’s looking straight ahead at the other camera.
As we wait, the mood changes – with Ava letting out a long and loud “fuuuuuucccckkkkk”, apparently this isn’t nearly as ‘tolerable’ anymore… The dog is suddenly beginning to pull backwards, his front paws scraping over her back as he twists around to get both front paws over to one side of her body, turning and flipping one leg over her sexy arse – his whole body re-aligning so that he is now butt-to-butt with her… She collapses forward a little, her big tits and the side of her pretty face squashing down onto the concrete floor, her arms back beside her… Still connected to the dog by the fat cock which is tied into her pussy… Her rear is much prettier than his – but there’s no question that it’s made sexier by having him hanging out of her!
Where there was previously control on her face, there is now pain – or discomfort at the very least. Blowing air out like a pregnant mother giving birth… Leaning forward a little from the knees, trying to pull away from him… Trying to pull free – but from this angle all she really achieves is a great shot for us of the connecting point where his cock meets her pussy.
We cut to a close-up of that interface between dog and slut. His knot in her pussy, the narrow base of his cock being stretched out as she strains against him. There’s been a little edit here to cut out a few minutes of her struggle… We move in closer to a very graphic, almost medically precise close-up, just as the seal breaks – knot slowly pulling free, wet pussy bubbling and fizzing as air and dog cum escapes her cunt… And then, very suddenly, the knot is free, and his big shaft pulls out and flops away from her. She rocks forward, arse in the air. Gulping air in like a beached fish.
Dog spunk pours from her pussy down onto her nice woolen coat…
Casanova walks away a few steps, then turns around and returns to the scene of the crime – licking at Ava’s pussy, cleaning up after himself, before she has a chance to change position. She barely reacts, just breathing hard, her eyes closed. Exhausted and unsatisfied, especially when the dog stops licking and wanders away without warning.
She catches her breath, then sits up and looks from the dog to the camera, flipping her long hair away from her face, looking up at us as if to ask ‘what next?’
“Do you want to do some more?” Asks Charley.
Ava looks like she doesn’t really care. “Whatever… If you want me to do more, I can do more…”
“How about you suck his cock again?” Says Charley with a smile. “You’re so hot – it’s always good to see a hot slut sucking a dog’s cock!”
Ava looks at the big cock hanging down between the Doberman’s hindlegs. Much bigger than when she sucked on it. Considers her options.
“Everyone remembers a girl who sucks dog-cock…” Says Charley, offering just enough encouragement to get her guest over the line – and for the first time in quite some time, we get a genuine smile from Ava.
We cut to her kneeling behind the dog, his big cock still hard, swung back between his hindlegs – and she’s wrapping her pretty lips around it. Sucking and slurping on it. There’s still no real emotion in it, no feeling that she’s particularly turned-on by it… But she puts on a pretty good show all the same. Taking plenty of meat into her mouth, sucking hard, catching her breath every 10-15 seconds… Letting his cum dribble out over her bottom lip, collecting it in one hand and smearing it over her big tits, one then the other. Making them glisten.
She sucks like a pro… It’s obvious she’s sucked plenty of cock in her life – even if it has belonged to her footballer boyfriend rather than a big scary dog… It also seems obvious that she doesn’t care whether it’s dog or human – she’s just doing it to please the viewers – she’s getting nothing from it herself. It’s a strange viewing experience as most blow-jobs on our show are delivered with excitement and passion. This one is delivered for show – making sure we can see the cock in her mouth, her lips around it… Making a big deal of letting the cum spill… Like she wants to let us know she’s not a slut – she’s not swallowing!
Ava goes through the motions for another minute or so, and then – looking almost bored with it – she pulls her mouth away from the cock, and whilst she’s still holding the shaft in one hand, she wipes the corners of her mouth and tidies up her hair with the other.
She manages a smile for the camera. A “I’m-finished-didn’t-I-look-the-best” smile. It’s hard to argue that she looks great… But she’s also just proved a long time Luke Ozvik quote. “It’s better to watch an ugly woman enjoy herself with the dog than a pretty one go through the motions.”
One last look at her. A very pretty, very serious, and very, very dirty lady. And then we fade out…
We fade back in on Ava, on her feet, with Casanova still sniffing around her arse and between her thighs. Her big tits are shiny with dogcum, as is her chin. Her hair and make-up a bit of a mess, but we’ve seen worse. She rubs at a few little scrapes and welts on her side and arse.
“How was that?” Checks Charley.
“It was okay… I’m not doing it again though… Too much scratching… Didn’t last long enough… Not my thing…” Ava answers, moving from foot to foot, pushing the dog away.
“Are you happy you did it?”
Ava cocks her head on one side, thinking for a second. “Well… I’ll have to see ‘ow it looks… If I look good, an’ I read lots of nice comments about it… And I’m in the next magazine as the best lookin’ UK of Zooer… I’ll be ‘appy!” She gives us her most genuine smile since the football.
Charley looks her up and down again. She looks better after a dogfuck than most of our guests have looked before they started… “I’m sure you’ll get all the attention you are looking for…”
There’s a little pause, Ava looking around. “Is there somewhere I can clean myself up?”
Charley giggles a little, quite mischievous sounding. “Oh noooo… There’s no bathroom here… No showers… You can walk back to the stadium – I’m sure the boys will be happy to let you use their showers!”
Ava looks around – pulling the tight sweater over her cum covered tits, grabbing her jeans. She picks up her coat and looks at the nasty big wet patch where the cum poured from her pussy…
We cut to outside the storage depot – watching as Ava walks away, not quite steady on her legs, her coat over her arm, looking like a woman who’s just been fucked hard by a big dog and is still dripping with his cum…
In the foreground of the shot, Charley, Casanova and his owner, Denis, watch her go.
And we fade out for another week.
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