The Twilight Sparkle Scholarship Program
Chapter Seven: Market Research with a Difficult Demographic
-by Drace Domino

“Eeeee, hi, Twilight!” When Pinkie Pie threw open the door it was with the brightest and widest of smiles. She even lunged forward and threw her arms around her nerdy friend - which Twilight reciprocated on the house. Pinkie Pie was a friend, after all. Once the pair separated Pinkie waved for Twilight to enter, stepping away from the front door and gesturing for her to head down the hall. “Maud asked me to show you to her room. This way!”

“Thanks, Pinkie.” Twilight smiled, following close behind. The Pie household was pretty conservative looking - the girls’ parents were notoriously stone faced and humorless, a far cry from their most cheerful daughter. Who the heck put framed photos of rocks on their wall? As Twilight glanced from side to side she fidgeted once more within her uniform, the same old Crystal Prep outfit that had been her go-to for whoring. The pleated skirt, the kneehigh socks, the hair pulled up into a bun...if there was one thing she knew about her customer base, it was that they paid well to treat a repressed-looking schoolgirl like a dirty whore. Even if this was a new sort of job, she was inclined to believe the same truth would apply. “I was surprised to hear Maud contacted me. I didn’t have her pegged for the kind that would.”

“Aw, it’s because she’s doing all these advanced courses for college.” Pinkie gazed over her shoulder, shrugging. “Poor girl’s so stressed out and tense. I’ve never seen her so worked up, and not even by super tight Pinkie Pie hugs do the trick! If you can help her unwind, I’m sure she’d appreciate it.”

“Well, I’ll do my best.” Twilight offered a smile in return. The check had already cleared, after all! “I’ll let you know how it goes. I’m still...learning how to really work with someone that has a pussy, but I’m sure I can handle things fine.” The long sessions with Sugarcoat had been framed half as romantic passion between two girlfriends, and half as a form of market research. If they could learn how to eat cunt as good as they sucked cock? It effectively doubled their potential customers and brought their industry to a whole new level. When Maud contacted her out of the blue she even gave the girl a small discount, just because it served as market research.

Not much of a discount, of course. She still had to make that college money.

“Here we are! Maud’s just inside.” Pinkie Pie giggled, gesturing to a door at the very end of the hall. Just like Maud, it was about as bland and undecorated as they came. Unlike Pinkie Pie’s which was a plastered wall of pink and sparkles set against the gray backdrop, or Limestone Pie’s that was covered in “keep out” signs, Maud didn’t need to advertise her personality. One could make the argument that zero personality was her general aesthetic. As Twilight smiled and reached for the doorknob, Pinkie Pie finally broke down, bumping into the girl and folding her hands together, speaking in a pleading tone. “Twilight, can I pleaaaaaaase join in?! Please, please, please?”

Twilight Sparkle, eyes framed by her glasses and a mature bearing upon her, simply turned to Pinkie Pie and shook her head. She adored Pinkie. She loved all her friends. But business...was business.

“Sorry, Pinkie.” Twilight Sparkle was firm in her decision. She had to be. Once you started giving free samples of pussy, then everybody expected them. Pretty soon she’d be a run of the mill slut, and not a highly successful teenage prostitute! “Not unless you pay to play. You know the rules.”

“Aww, phooey.” Pinkie pouted, and flopped her arms across her chest. “I’m savin’ up for something else. Ohh! Can I at least watch?!”

A simple request from a sweet friend - perhaps the very sweetest friend Twilight had. Pinkie Pie would do just about anything for anyone, and yet Twilight Sparkle once more shook her head. She at least gave her friend a tiny half-hug free of charge, just before opening the door to Maud’s bedroom. Her voice was soft as she tried to let her friend down easy, explaining why she couldn’t sit there and watch her have sex with her older sister. It wasn’t because Maud had a problem with it. It wasn’t even because they were sisters.

“Sorry, Pinkie. But watching costs money, too.”

Twilight Sparkle was a shrewd businesswoman, even when it came to her friends.

When Twilight slipped into the bedroom, she was greeted by Maud Pie standing in the center of the room. Still fully dressed in her tall boots and her one-piece dress, essentially staring at the wall. Rich purple hair slightly offset her drab gray skin, framing a pair of surprisingly pretty emerald eyes. She wasn’t an unattractive girl by any means, and could certainly find herself any number of CHS students that would’ve been happy to eat her pussy...but Twilight could only imagine that Maud was even worse than making friends than she was after arriving from Crystal Prep. It was clear where most of the personality and charm in the family went, and it sure wasn’t in the stone-faced woman staring at the wall.

“Uh...hi, Maud!” Twilight Sparkle finally chimed up, leaning in to interject herself before Maud’s field of view. “Here I am, right on time! How are you doing?”

“Oh. Hello, Twilight Sparkle.” Maud’s eyes refocused upon the purple-skinned visitor. Her voice was slow and methodical, as drab and as emotionless as her clothes. “I was just thinking about the silica that can be found in unconsolidated sand deposits.”

“Oh! Uh...is...is that for your college work?” In response to the immediate question, Maud simply shook her head.

“No. I’m just thinking about it to relax.” Another slow blink, once more moving at her own pace. A bold move, considering Twilight Sparkle charged by the hour and the clock was already ticking. “But you can help me with that, so I’ll pay attention to you, instead.”

“Uh...great?” Twilight rubbed the back of her head making the bun wobble back and forth as she did so. A small, sheepish smile rose to her lips and she gestured towards the bed sitting in the dead center of a room without any sort of decoration. Just empty walls, a single rock sitting on the nightstand, and a closet full of identical blue dresses. “How about you have a seat? Are you experienced at all, Maud? In the requested services portion of the order form, you just wrote ‘sexual in nature.’”

It went without saying.

Maud slowly lumbered over towards the bed, dropping down in a seated position at the very edge. Her feet remained flat on the floor and she dropped her hands atop her knees, just where the edge of her skirt ended. With her patient gaze turning to Twilight Sparkle she offered a small shrug, looking as non-committal as they came. Usually, when someone hired Twilight’s services they were a bundle of nerves and excitement. Tripping over their words, stumbling around unable to contain their horniness, or simply assuming that since they paid for her time they could just throw themselves at her. (Which they absolutely could, depending on the services they requested on the order form.) Maud was...something different.

Twilight was already thinking that Maud wasn’t going to be the greatest test market for the new girl/girl service program.

“I am extensively sexually experienced.” Maud offered at last, much to Twilight’s surprise. “But I’m so busy with my studies that I can’t get distracted with being a considerate lover. I hired you because I want someone to focus on me and only me for a few hours. I want to be selfish, instead of my usual very generous self.”

“Ohh...that makes sense.” Twilight tapped her chin as she strolled forward, nodding gently. It was hard to imagine that Maud was a generous lover - just as hard as it was to wonder who she could possibly serve as such to. It wasn’t Twilight’s business, so she quickly dismissed the thought. The only thing she had to focus on was earning her money, and she slowly started to drop to her knees while giving the gray-skinned girl a smile. “Guess you really are pretty stressed, huh?”

“It’s nice of you to pretend that I’m not a hot mess of emotions right now.” Maud observed, head tilted and seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was conveying zero emotions, let alone a hot mess plural. “Let’s begin.”

Twilight Sparkle gave a tiny smile, though inwardly she was feeling more than just a bit nervous. Her only experience with pussy came from her lessons with Sugarcoat, and while her girlfriend wasn’t entirely unlike Maud - both were upfront, strikingly honest, and could be accused of being aloof jerks - compared to Pinkie Pie’s big sister, Sugarcoat was a boundless font of energy.

Twilight pulled out her phone and brought out the alarm, setting it for the two and a half hours that Maud paid for. After setting it aside she dropped her hands atop the girl’s knees, and offered her the most alluring look she could manage, complete with her voice pouring past her lips in an affectionate, flirty tone.

“Time for me to give you your money’s worth, Maud…” She cooed, and gently began to spread the older girl’s thighs. “When I’m done with you, you won’t have a drop of stress in your whole body…”

She hoped. Frankly, she was already predicting that it’d be impossible to tell.

There was a nuance to going down on another girl, one that Twilight Sparkle was still learning. With men, it was relatively easy - if she wasn’t tending to them the right way, they weren’t shy about letting her know, usually to the point of grabbing her head and forcing their length down her teenage throat. She had an enormous amount of experience in that regard as well, and was positive that since she had begun working at Tempest Shadow’s glory hole so long ago that she had sucked off well over a hundred cocks. Some she took deep, some she teased softly and sweetly, and some she trapped in between Sugarcoat’s tongue and her own. But pussies? Pussies were...a bit new to her. Perhaps if Twilight Sparkle had ever been focused on her own, she might have known best how to work her fingers and tongue across it, yet that had rarely ever entered her desires.

For Twilight Sparkle, this job was always about the money...and any visceral, lusty joy she felt while doing it was purely coincidental. So when it came to making a woman’s nethers quiver, Twilight had little more than her time with Sugarcoat to guide her. It would have to do, and when the girl faced Maud Pie’s plain gray pussy just barely visible beneath the edge of her boring blue skirt, she took a deep breath to mentally prepare herself. She wasn’t as confident about her upcoming performance as she would’ve been if Maud was like her sister and sporting a gigantic dick - this particular Pie girl had a softer, sweeter offering.

Twilight offered Maud a tiny smile which was met with the same expressionless, stone-faced glance as before. Despite that stoic interaction Twilight lifted Maud’s skirt and encouraged her to spread her thighs, exposing more and more of her gray nethers, letting her see every bit on offer. She had large folds - far puffier than Sugarcoat’s or Twilight’s own, and just barely visible past the deep gray tint was the pink hiding within. The aroma inches away from Maud’s pussy was pleasant enough, and her bare thighs were completely smooth without a trace of a single goosebump. It made sense. Maud Pie didn’t exactly seem like the type to quiver in boundless excitement.

Without any further delay, Twilight moved her palm to press against Maud’s lap, guiding her thumb to tease over those smooth, puffy folds. In the same motion she also tipped her head forward to begin a bit of playful foreplay, kissing Maud’s thighs back and forth, tending to one and then the next, always keeping her mouth in motion. No matter how she teased Maud the drought of goosebumps continued, and she didn’t hear a single sound from the girl above - not a gasp, not a whimper, not even a gentle hum of contentment. With her nose scrunching up and her mouth turning to Maud’s pussy, Twilight’s mind was left spinning. How would she ever possibly know if she was getting Maud Pie off or not?!

She wasn’t sure, but that was no reason not to try. Her tongue squeezed out past her purple lips and pressed first to Maud’s hood, weaving through the puffy, sweet-tasting folds until she found the girl’s clit. From there she was focused and determined, pressing her mouth downward and encircling Maud’s entire hood in her lips, suckling softly while her tongue curled to slather back and forth across that delicious spot. She allowed a muffled moan to escape from her own throat even though it was part performance - Maud tasted lovely enough, but she really just trying to get the ball rolling on a bit of visceral feedback.

When she gazed upward, looking past Maud’s chest and to the girl’s face above, she realized that she was going to be disappointed if she waited long for that sort of response. Maud simply sat there, hands at her sides, face devoid of any sort of feedback. She blinked! That was something...right?

Despite the fact that Maud was giving her practically nothing to work with, Twilight Sparkle didn’t relent. She slurped, she suckled, she pressed her fingers into Maud’s thighs to spread her further and further. As she eased one of the girl’s legs up and over a shoulder, Twilight Sparkle continued to feast upon the pussy offered up to her, offering more performative moans and wiggling her skirt-clad rump from side to side. When her free hand lowered she squeezed her forefinger and index against Maud’s pussy, gauging the girl’s nethers before slowly working them both inside.

She was wet. That was at least some proof that Twilight was doing a good job! Taking it at face value, Twilight twisted her digits back and forth as she worked them deeper inside of Maud, trying to bait the woman’s nethers into clenching around her and trying to squeeze and tug upon them. She remembered her time with Sugarcoat, how her girlfriend’s pussy would nearly clamp against her fingers as if trying to milk them of their cum, and how it was tricky to pull free until the point of profound relaxation washed over her. With Maud, there was no tremendous tension within her slit but the fact that she remained juicy was promising - as was the fact that she didn’t say anything to push Twilight away.

Twilight Sparkle’s tolerable cunt-eating service. That wouldn’t impress on the price list.

The kneeling schoolgirl was already getting frustrated with her work, even if she was enjoying it well enough. Her tongue was having fun tracing Maud’s puffy folds in a constant search for her clit, and working her fingers in the other woman’s pussy was already teaching her new ways to stroke and fondle at Sugarcoat. This was a nice change of pace from being facefucked by an older man - something slower and simple, something for her to show a bit of patience and focus like she was picking a lock. Still...locks gave feedback. They clicked. They grinded. They offered tension and pressure. Maud was just...just Maud.

Twilight Sparkle was about to commit a carnal sin of her profession: asking the client if they enjoyed it.

“S...So…” Twilight peeled her lips up and away from Maud’s hood, speaking with tendrils of spit still connecting them. She pursed her lips and teased a breath across those soaked folds, hoping to at least illicit a shiver, and naturally being disappointed. “Do you like it so far, Maud?”

Asking the client what they thought was bad form. It showed a lack of confidence. It implied she wasn’t sure that her merchandise was worth the asking price. But most of all...it opened the window for the client to say no, and demand more than what they paid for. Thankfully, Twilight Sparkle didn’t suffer any shameful blow to her business. As she asked Maud about her enjoyment the girl simply gave another blink, and spoke in her typically stoic, inexpressive voice.

“It’s very nice. Thank you.”

Well, at least that was something!

Twilight Sparkle remained with her head between Maud’s thighs for quite some time - slowly tracing every angle of her folds with the tip of her tongue, twisting her fingers back and forth, constantly trying to push Maud to the point of release. It got to a point that Twilight’s knees started to hurt from resting atop them, and considering this was a girl that did extensive hours in a glory hole...that was a bold statement. The entire time Maud continued to sit there in the same static position, hands at her sides and her face pointed towards Twilight, watching as she worked with the slow, eerie blink set to her eyes. She made no noises of any kind unless Twilight Sparkle prompted her, and even then her words were kept short and concise without giving up any level of emotion.

At a certain point, Twilight finally plucked her fingers from Maud’s pussy, and looked upon them with a gently raised eye. There was certainly plenty of nectar coating her digits and keeping them thinly webbed together, so she must’ve been doing something right! Still, her knees were starting to ache from brush burn against the carpet, and it was time to change things up.

“Maud? Lay back on the bed for me.” Twilight chimed up, and lifted her head to make sure Maud had a good line of fire for her next trick - sticking out her tongue and smearing those juice-glazed digits across it. She made a show of gulping down Maud’s flavor, but naturally the gray-skinned girl gave no response. Still, with Twilight’s instructions in place Maud did as she was advised, moving to rest her head against a rock hard pillow and laying with her hands flat at her sides. She stared up at the ceiling with her legs straight and her body mostly dormant, waiting for Twilight Sparkle to stand up and clap her hands together. “Alright! I’ve got a great idea!”

Maud’s head tilted to the side - but only barely - so she could watch the show that Twilight was about to put on. Everyone loved a slutty schoolgirl in her experience, and a trashy strip show was sure to get a rise of her! Twilight Sparkle lifted to her feet and moved her hands up to her hair, pulling free the bun with expert precision so her hair cascaded down the sides of her head. A few tousles back and forth and it was left an unkempt, wild mess, a look that she knew for a fact drove the men wild. Hell, she knew that it got her own brother worked up!

“Like what you see, Maud?” Twilight purred, twirling around and flashing her panties underneath her schoolgirl skirt. She lifted one leg up just far enough to show Maud the noticeable cameltoe pressed against the fabric, thanks to panties purposely worn a size too small. With her foot pressed to the edge of the bed she hooked her fingers underneath the slit of fabric between her thighs, wiggling it back and forth to give Maud fleeting glances at her soft, purple folds. “Hot Crystal Prep pussy...bet this gets your blood pumping!”

“You don’t go to Crystal Prep anymore.” Maud observed, her tone as flat as her body on the bed. She was watching the show but remained impossible to read, much to the growing frustration of her purchased whore. “I was wondering why you’re in the uniform. Are you going back?”

“What? No, I-” Twilight took a deep breath, and pinched the bridge of her nose. “It’s just...a sexy outfit.”

“It’s a little colorful for my tastes.”

Twilight pinched even harder, before finally giving a grunt and scrambling to the foot of the bed. It was almost impossible to engage in fun dirty talk with a girl like Maud, and Twilight was running out of options to get a true response from this stoic young woman. After swiftly shimmying from her panties and tossing them to the side, Twilight Sparkle was ready to make her advance. She crawled towards Maud before suddenly shifting her legs forward, moving as if she was going to sit on her lap but then scooping one of the girl’s legs up and over her shoulder. Her feet - still wearing the dress shoes given by her old school - pressed against the mattress at Maud’s sides as Twilight Sparkle pushed herself into position. With one arm balancing Maud’s leg on her shoulder Twilight’s free hand lowered, lifting up her skirt and bracing her fingers to her lap, showing the other woman her own purple pussy as it hovered a few inches above Maud’s own.

“You don’t have to do a thing, Maud…” Twilight cooed, using her most alluring and sultry voice. It wasn’t something she typically had to do, since most of her male clients were happy with a few warm, tight holes. But at this point, she was nearing desperation. What would she tell Sugarcoat if she couldn’t earn her pay in bed with another woman? The last thing she wanted her girlfriend to find out was that there was a value imbalance between their respective performances! “Just lay there and let me fuck you...and you can cum as loud and as hard as you want…”

“Okay. Thank you.” Maud responded, and tilted her head to get a better look at Twilight’s plump, purple pussy. She had just a few seconds to admire it before Twilight let her rear lower properly to the bed, and she scooted forward until her own nethers were pressed flush against Maud’s own.

Holding her in a scissoring position, Twilight gave a tiny grunt as a small wave of pleasure rolled through her. It was only natural that excitement was starting to build up in her - despite her focus on finance and professionalism, there was only so much pussy a girl could eat before she started to get a little worked up, especially since it was such a new endeavor for her. Besides, the fact that she had spent damn near an hour going down on Maud ensured that the Pie sister was thoroughly soaked, and when their pussies pressed together there was a soft, satisfying sensation that ran through them both, accompanied by a warm squishing noise. Twilight Sparkle took a deep breath once she was locked into place and squared her glasses back on her face before wrapping both arms around Maud’s leg, bracing herself for the grind to come.

It began slowly as Twilight learned the proper motions, rocking back and forth and grinding her nethers against Maud’s own. It was an intimate embrace that she had performed with Sugarcoat previously, but there was something different between doing it with an active participant and a girl that seemed content to simply lay flat and let it happen. Even if Twilight told her to just lay back, she sort of expected something or another! That particular mistake was all on her.

“Hnng...hnng…” Twilight Sparkle breathed out from the back of her throat, sweat forming at her brow as she continued to grind. The steady, moist sound filling the air continued as their pussies rubbed back and forth, those sensitive folds battering back and forth against one another, rolling and pinched between each other’s thighs. As Twilight continued she even turned her head to press a few heated kisses against Maud’s calf and thigh, her glasses fogging up from her breath and her lips tracing hungry lines across that smooth gray skin. When the kisses didn’t get a reaction, she tried licks. When they failed to get a response, she tried a few bites. And when even they failed, Twilight Sparkle was forced to gaze to the purple-haired girl below and once again commit the sin of her profession. “Enjoying it, Maud? Having fun with this hot schoolgirl pussy?”

“I’m a schoolgirl, too, I don’t understand why you’re so focused on that aspect.” Maud offered, staring straight up and remaining motionless. But for as frustrating as she was to Twilight in that brief moment, her next few words at least gave her some level of hope. “But yes, it’s very good. Please continue.”

Twilight Sparkle just gave a frustrated grunt, nodded, and did as she was told. At the end of the day, Maud paid for her hours, and even if Twilight couldn’t tell if she was really enjoying them, she’d at least do her part!

And Twilight really did put through an effort. She grinded their pussies together up to the point that she herself had an orgasm - something that just didn’t happen often in her line of work. Maybe she needed a cathartic release considering all the frustration building within her, maybe she was just getting more interested in working with pussies, but something inside of her finally popped and she had herself a quaint little climax against Maud’s slit. It wasn’t a particularly violent or thrashing affair, merely a sudden sharp breath and a few seconds of heavy convulsing...but for Twilight Sparkle when she was on the job, it was a lot.

And still, Maud just laid there.

Afterwards, Twilight didn’t waste any of Maud’s time that she had paid for. Her own pussy was still soaked by the time she dropped down to her knees once more, darting her head between Maud’s thighs to work at cleaning her nethers. Long, hungry licks scooped up mouthfuls of flavor from Maud’s gray folds, and Twilight could even tell it was a blend of both their juices. She flicked her tongue back and forth across the girl’s hood, drove three whole fingers into that warm, tight entrance, and found herself moaning and whimpering against her hole, just to send vibrations through her that could push her over the edge. She threw every trick in the book she knew at Maud while she went down on her for the second time, exhausting everything that Sugarcoat had enjoyed when they were practicing.

And still, Maud just laid there.

When all else failed, Twilight Sparkle popped over to her backpack that was resting near the front of Maud’s bedroom door. A new acquisition that she hadn’t even gotten to try on Sugarcoat yet - a strap-on with a big, smooth, bulbous head. After securing it around her waist Twilight Sparkle took the time to lather it up in lube, just before dashing back to Maud and taking the initiative. She grasped the girl by the waist and flopped her over, forcing her into a hands and knees position before lining up her toy and wedging herself inside. Maud remained as stoic as ever as Twilight clutched her hair, spanked her gray ass, even threw a few more dirty words her way...and she fucked so hard that her chest started to rise and fall and her breath began to grow labored. After a solid fifteen minutes of fairly vigorous fucking, Twilight Sparkle flopped back against the mattress, her toy’s tip glistening and Maud remaining perfectly in place. No words. No moans. Just a shot at her gray ass and the slightly gaping pink pussy that was slowly closing.

“W...Whew...g...give me a sec, I’ll try somethi-” Twilight Sparkle’s voice was soon cut off by a sharp buzz that filled the room, coming from where her phone sat. With a grunt the young woman flopped across the bed and reached for it, seeing that Maud’s time was finally up. Twilight Sparkle had been putting hard work in that afternoon, perhaps the hardest of her career, and it was downright frustrating that it seemed like she still lacked a consensus on the quality of her work.

“Time’s up.” Maud observed, peering over Twilight’s shoulder and speaking in her typical voice. For as exhausted as Twilight was, Maud hadn’t even broken a sweat. She cupped a hand around her mouth and called out over Twilight’s head, speaking clear and loud. “You can come in now, Pinkie Pie. We’re done.”

Twilight Sparkle was still trying to reclaim her breath and contend with her frustration by the time the door burst open, and Pinkie Pie rushed into the room carrying a small tray of cupcakes. The teenage whore was sitting on the edge of the bed removing her strap on as Pinkie practically shoved one of the cupcakes into her hands, giggling as she did so.

“Wowie zowie, Twilight, that was amazing!” She beamed, and gave her friend’s head a sweet pat. Head pats were free, she presumed! “I’ve never heard Maud go at it quite like that! She had the time of her life!”

“Y...you did?” Twilight Sparkle held her tiny cupcake as she looked over to Maud, who had already pulled her dress down and was seated cross-legged on the bed. She even had a book open, and when Pinkie brought her a cupcake she simply stretched out a hand to accept it. With her eyes on her book, Maud took a small bite of the sugary treat before setting it aside.

“It was an extremely intense afternoon for me.” Maud spoke simply, and flipped a page of her book. “That was the best sex I ever had that wasn’t with my sister. And I had to do a lot less work. It was very relaxing.”

“Y...Your sister?” Twilight looked to where Pinkie was rocking back and forth, clearly delighted that her big sister ate part of the cupcake. Swiftly, Twilight dismissed it, since she certainly didn’t have any room to talk in that area. “Heh...sex with Pinkie Pie can definitely take a lot out of you, huh?”

“I’m a whole lot to handle!” Pinkie giggled, and flopped down on the bed. She gave Twilight Sparkle a big old hug even though her friend was still stark naked, and when she peeled away Twilight was suddenly somehow holding two cupcakes. “Thanks, Twilight! You did great work!”

Twilight Sparkle lifted to her feet, blushing a bit. She was professional and cold when it came to her business dealings, but leaving the Pie household that day gave her plenty to smile about. She learned that she could make even the toughest of customers happy. She learned that she wasn’t the only sibling fucker at CHS. And she even came out of it with bonus cupcakes, one for her, and one for her partner.

It was important to share the bounty with the girl that taught her everything she knew about lesbian sex!

End of Chapter 7.

Author's Notes:

Twilight's business is branching out! Would you hire her to do things to your respective below the belt fun zone?

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