My bedroom was upstairs, next to hers, and it was only about four months after Dad had died that she began dating and I began hearing her and her boyf...iends.Oh, yeah. The first few times her first boyfriend stayed over, they were pretty quiet but my mom has always been pretty spirited between the sheets. When Dad was alive, things were pretty hot and loud then, too.So, at first, they held it down, then, as their familiarity with each other increased, so did the noise. Well, sounds, anyways. Mom. Finally, the Thursday arrived and it was our last night in the cottage and although we would be driving to Calais with Martin to spend the next three more nights with him, I was expecting her to make our last night there memorable.It was just after nine thirty when we all went to our bedrooms. I waited for a further hour before being summoned into their bedroom and I had my makeshift blindfold all ready.Jen was sitting on the end of the bed with the sheet draped over her and Martin tied my. " Okay what do you're parents drive" Well my dad has a Black Hemi with the misfits symbol on each door and my mom has a grey Mercedes Benz cause she is a real estate agent what do your parents drive" "Well my dad is a studio guitar player for EMI Canada so he drives a white mustang, and my mom has a green Toyota Supra" What does she do" She owns a furniture store" Okay cool u got any sibs" Yeah and older sister" I got two" Ouch" I know" "Anyway do you live within walking distance cause we. The tourists apologized for not knowing this and left.Then he quickly arranged some temporary fences to block off the access, from the camping to the bunkers, and from the bunkers to the town. He made up some bright yellow signs to give notice that the path was closed, and hung a large notice on the camps noticeboard as well. Uncle Ben was pleased with the action. "We heard you removed the path. What's going on?", he asked. Christopher explained that the guys and girls had been a bit too eager.