Sexy Super Hero Time

As I tried to read J one of his awful super hero books tonight, I had a laughing attack brought on by the sound of our upstairs neighbors fucking. Yes, that is right, I am sure, even though I never heard it before in this apartment (it was like our anthem on 94 St), they were humping and pumping and I could not stop laughing as I read about Lex Luthor "ejecting from the cockpit" etc. J commented that the sound was like one he makes when playing his drums. M wanted to know what it was and I said "rodents." Really? She inquired. No, I said. I thought it was too hard to read without peeing in my pants and I had to have F take over.