My Promiscuous Neighbor
Oh ... Yes ... Like that ... You are the best ...
They were at it again.
Ever since that young man had moved in next door, these sounds had frequently invaded my room.
It wasn't just that they were so loud, it was that once they began, they were sure to keep me up for half the night.
I hammered on the wall, hoping they would quieten down.
If anything, the noises only got louder.
I could feel myself getting angry. I was on the warpath.
I stormed outside and hammered on his door.
But I was not prepared for what I saw once it opened.
I shouldn't be privy to this, I thought.
After witnessing this, how can I be allowed to live?