Sharing a Room

I pretended to be asleep on the bottom bunk when my older brother crept in and peeked up at me. I didn't even realize someone else was with him until I opened my eyes slightly and spotted perfectly painted toenails on the ladder at the foot of the bed. Soon the bed was shaking and I could hear my brother breathing heavily. I covered my head with my pillow and tried not to picture what was going on above me.
When I uncovered my head, the room was completely silent except for the intermittent snores of my big brother. The story was much funnier when I retold it to my friends the next day.