Put the foot in the middle 'cause edge distortion dictates firmer ground is needed. Some fire and a swell introduction to 50 shades of hey have the ambiance here as every bit like l'eau de projectile. The cohesion is tempered by how you feel when the exasperation of fluke timing is followed by relief of home at last.

The great thing about the day giving a yuuge break is her noticeable coquettishness. Expecting more of the same then being treated with it foreshadows the early morning pole fraternization. Regardless, the feeling's at the stratospheric level and stolli's left the compound.

So if the jitbag label sticks, does the family suffer or is it just a matter of dig-me-was-just-a-phase thing? If copping to being untrustworthy is the release, are amends required? Living with that is the remaining medal event. Closing in on that, boss.