Sentence The Ninetyfirst
Theresa held Nikki, her longhaired lover from Galashiels close and tried to ignore the tardigrade internet service which restricted communication betwixt herself and Phemie to texts or tweets during the estival hiatus, for the frustration of mimetically confusing interpolations drove her bananas, and only Nikki's gentle touch could return her to any kind of normality - Deo Gratia for the saving power of unrestrained sex!