There were two orange-tinged black bugs attached at the ass in the parking lot, moving and jittering, like bugs, but gingerly, like lovers...
I knelt down softly and said:
They stopped; I continued with a question:
"Are you guys fucking?"
They answered with twisting, twitching motions, seemingly pulling away from each other, almost as though embarrassed to be copulating in public, in a parking lot no less, and I contemplated pulling them apart just in case their togetherness was accidental...upon closer inspection, however, nothing about it looked accidental.
No, they were most certainly enjoying themselves but for my presence, so I took off.