What can YOU say in six sentences?
I listen to my neighbors have sex. At night, I fight sleep, hoping for a dose of their auditory show; like an addict, craning my neck at every creak and moan from the apartment above. But when I'm lucky...oh boy... when the rhythmic crunch of bedsprings, like the inner monologue of a mouthful of Doritos permeates my bedroom, I go perfectly still, stiff one might say, and indulge like the sinister pervert I am. I listen harder when she begins to moan, those loud pantomimes of a porn star's script, full of curses and biblicals; my mind races trying to conceive just WHAT in the devil he could be doing to divine such music. And when the noise dies down and the floor boards creak to the tune of post-coitus footsteps, I lie there contented, their anonymous, hands-free participant from the room downstairs. I'm sure they know I can hear them, and I ADORE the fact that they don't care...it's a shame I don't know their names...