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With a glance over her shoulder. With a blink of her eyelid. With a whisk of her hair. With a smile on her lips. Everything is done. The man of her intention is caught. Hook, line, and sinker. Forever mesmerised, forever captivated. Simple, subtle, purposeful, practiced, gestures. That is it. The game in a nutshell. Nothing more to be said. A woman’s lure has no parallel. Be ware, be seen, be recognised, be caught. It is that simple. You have been told. © Gary Dodd 2006 |
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