It seems that we do not always have control over what is and what isn't happening.
That fated itch and the odd temptations that pursued with it have diminished with the thanks to a cure.
Of course, this same predicament landed us most in a position where our pants (skirts) were down (up) for that period of time.
All things seem to be well, however.
I'll be continuing my investigation now.
And going to see Takada-ko, of course.
I have to question, however. My actions, they may have been too forward.
Disregarding her own role in the situation, she may not have appreciated that.
I will offer her something as an apology.