An Uncomfortable Moment

jenny & johnny (two hetero-swingers) were enjoying the sunrise for their first time with swirling rays of blissful first contact, animalistic scents filling one another’s nostrils (faces all stuffed up in each other’s prospective cooch & coin purse) with nectars secreting from each onto each--- licking, groping, sticking & swapping away like teenage springtime bunnies out of sight from mamma & papa bunny (who, as bunnies, have no real concern with non-stop, crazy, day-in-&-day-out, adrenaline gushing coition)--- for what causes pleasure for the herd residing closely in the warren, brings more bunnies banging & more bunnies banging brings more bunnies to bang & on & on & on & when the bangathon has taken a moment’s pause they lie awake staring at each other all twinkle eyed, exhausted & smoking the hashish that they got from one of the foxes, the last time they were hanging out. an uncomfortable moment arises when either jenny or johnny reaches the pinnacle of their climax & begins to get loud--- the loud sound being made is not recognizable by the partner of the noisemaker & rather than it being a pleasant, exciting or downright stimulant sound being emitted, instead, we have some kind of thing that to this day cannot be explained by the most ambitious of EVP specialists, something that the ATF might crank at the highest volume possible to drive out the next religious cult crack-pots from their dwelling. the sound spewing forth from one bunny’s mouth is so harsh to the human ear, that it forces the other bunny to actually cringe, thereby lessening or even killing their own sexual experience as a whole. how one bunny gets themselves out of this situation with the other bunny is anybody’s guess, certainly the most giving individual will endure the pain being caused by the incessant unnamable caterwauling, but the most crass will no doubt just get up & go. kudos, brave bunny--- now, run for the hills like the von trapps in “the sound of music.”