The cool dampness of the moisture against her fingertip, against his skin, felt good. "She lives right next door," he said nodding his head a little to the right." He smiled a little just thinking about it and despite how pissed off she'd had him, she'd also made him come.
"So I had this girl over," he started, lifting his arm to slide along the back of the sofa behind Sev. "And you know...we were fucking right? Apparently it was...loud, but you know how thin the walls are so it wasn't that loud, just easily heard. Although this chick was really into..." He was getting off track. "Anyway," he said, shaking his head slightly, making a face, and then getting back to the point. "Bitchy neighbor - I think her name is Shae - she comes over beating on the fucking door and I had to go answer it because...she wouldn't stop beating on the fucking door," he explained. "To make a long story short, my easy lay ends up leaving and leaving me with...some uncomfortableness." This was turning into a ramble. "Bitchy- Shae, ends up finishing the job."
Not that he was calling it a job or calling his neighbor a whore. He really wasn't sure what the girl did. She might have said something about it but he had a shit memory.
"With her hand. In my open doorway," he added. So, basically right in the fucking hall of their building.