Luv, Close Your Window

The girl over the road in the middle floor of the flats had her window open and was clearly getting fucked with the groans she was emitting. The girl on the floor above was looking out her window, I think, trying to get this girl’s attention... or was she trying to take photos, I’m not sure now. People walking in the street were looking at each other and smiling in that kind of bemused kind of way. We ran upstairs and perved from our balcony to see what we could see, which wasn’t much, some white skin, the curve of his back. 

One of the neighbours said later that it had been going on for hours, from this morning. The two of them had obviously taken drugs and were oblivious to the world around them. They are going to be really embarrassed tomorrow, in the stairwell of their block of flats, I’m sure. Or, perhaps not. Who knows?