Ah, shit. You came out the coffin at the wrong time. Your naked ass is laid bare and mom and dad can see your dick and balls. They're praying for your ass. I wouldn't. Thing is, they're naked too. Whatever the hell is going on, you know nothing will ever be the same for any of you. But, hey, when an angel calls, it doesn't matter if you're in the shower, dead, or spanking it psycho-style: you heed the call. But you recognize this feeling. You've been here before. Its the shameless clarity you feel before a big release. Everything is coming together because the end is in sight and seeing dad's porky pig penis hardly even matters.