Sitting up, you pulled your arms out from the comforter of your bed, the heat from the heavy sheets easing up a bit as you stretched your arms over your head, trying not to smile as Pupa giggled, rolling down your torso and onto your still covered lap. You always made sure to cover up, since you always slept in the nude. You may have been a totally shameless jackass, but even you wanted to avoid scarring your children from the might of Vel. Vel being a divine javelin used by a Hindhu god of war... and one of the numerous names for your penis you had collected at this point.