He was sure he had her.
No doubt.
She was his.
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That was what he thought...
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This is what happened:
They met at the local Harvest Festival---danced the night away---lingered after everyone left the fairgrounds...
He persisted in what he wanted, she continually refused.
He pushed a little too hard, she escaped...
Weeks went by...
She contacted him.
He backed away.
She disappeared again.
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We're back to the beginning of this story:
He was sure he had her.
No doubt.
She was his.
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Actually, he was hers and she was cultivating him for later interaction...
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