Ahem. Let's be realistic, yer majesty. If'n you were wedged in the middle of the bed between Stacey and her sister, there is NO CHANCE IN HELL that you would ever wake up ... you'd be crushed and/or ass-phyxiated before the night was over. Jest sayin'.
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted. ~ D.H. Lawrence