The hair on the back of my neck stood up before I turned the key,
sensing something was amiss in my world.
I paused briefly and ran through a list of possibilities.
There was only one answer.
Soundlessly, I ascended the stairs to the bedroom.
I could have been a marching band; they would not have noticed.
She screamed, “Fuck me harder, I’m gonna cum!”
He replied, “Yes, yes!”
Waiting a beat till I knew he was ready to explode,
I stormed into the room,
“Neither of you is going to cum.
Now, get the fuck outta my house.”
