I was camping. The time came for me to sleep, so i go into the trailer to get some rest for the night. The soft summer breeze blew through the insignificant crack in the window. The scratching of the woodland creaturs lulled me to sleep. But this night wasnt all rainbows and butterflys, No sir. A perfect storm had raged into the forest sending hail and icy rain plummeting to the wet grass. The rattle of thunder jarred me awake. the dog was pacing back and forth afraid to sleep. I rolled over, and in the cot not 8 inches from my face, they were.....having sex. I didnt make a scene, because I didnt want to make it akward. Potent surrealism came over me with the up and down, up and down. I had heard the stories, but never had thought it would happen to me. And it weas sooo close to my bed,. I could hear the squeeks of the old springs growing more intense. A bead of nervous and sickened sweat rolled down my tender forehead. A roar of snorts and whistling swifness came from the cot. Until i heard a soft moan. My mother. I though it was finally over, but no. Even through the unomidigated audacity, they were blind to see that I was awake, and furthermore, what they were doing was wrong. All hell broke loose then in the 13 foot long trailer. A small stuttered voice emerged from the spot where the madness had just occured..."there is cum all over the place." My lord. My heart sank like the mother fucking titanic and my mom arouse from the blankets, grabbed a wet dishcloth, and scrubbed down the bed. As she neared my dad, he started to move. He Climbed from the bed unclothed. He had a raging mad post ejaculatory boner. At that point I rolled over. "Why didnt I do that before?" i asked myself. The truth we will never know. the lights went out, but I didnt sleep that night.