The Secret Sex

The child watched them walking under his window, beings that should no longer be walking this earth. They had long legs, but no heads, their arms wriggled like thick tentacles. When he told his parents, he expected them to rush over, to see what was going on. His folks, at that time, were getting it on. They were waving their long legs and thick rubbery arms in another room just as stealthy and silently as possible, given the circumstance. The kid instinctively thought better, not to call twice.