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June 26, 2002
She's a magnet. In two weeks she's drawn men to her like proverbial flies to sweet, golden honey, and it's fascinated her to no end. It's power, and she's thrilled to have it, but she's not sure how she'll handle it yet. Will she abuse it? Bat those long sooty lashes and smile demurely the whole time she twists their hearts around her finger? Accept it as her given right as a woman? Or will she turn the lightest, most delicate shade of pink and pull back, a shy but wise kitten, shaking her head at the folly of men?