Outside there are groans. They sound weird in a foreign language. German groans. Guttural with porn star moustaches. The upstairs neighbour always wears high heels to clack across their floor and they have no curtains or nets at all and the block is right in the town centre. I pulled my curtains off by accident when I was fucking him on the sofa and had to live in the gloom of closed shutters for days until I got my head back together enough to think about nailing them back up. I'd like to be groaning. I wonder why when I'm alone I come so quietly and yet with someone I'm loud like I'm putting on a performance. I assume it's the lady of the house upstairs that wears the heels, not tranny size 10's and hairy calves teetering about. Even the cats miaou differently here. I'm going to go and be quiet.
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