This is a woefully underestimated hell. That numbing feeling from not wanting to move to wake someone up can make you regret the steps that lead you to that moment.
I'm reminded of the time I sat unsupported indian style at the head of a chain of five girls (one with her head in my lap) and one guy sleeping on each other for six hours. The term "blissful agony" fits, if a bit understated.
