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I was living in a three bedroom house with a couple of guy friends. Master bedroom was down the hall, and he never got much action anyway (poor guy), so he didn't bother me/us. The other bedroom was right next to mine, and OMG THEY WERE LOUD! I'm talking, wake me up in the middle of the night kind of loud. The walls were thin, so that didn't help matters.
Anyway, Master Bedroom boy had no shame. The boyfriend and I'd be right in the middle of some nice, wonderful sexin', and MB boy would come pound on the door "Hey, you guys in there?". Never got the hint. And I mean, he'd put his head against the door to hear what was going on. (Also thin doors). God. He wouldn't learn.
*sigh* I don't live there anymore, so that's good. Hopefully your roomie'll get the drift.
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Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly-Rose Franken
.... absence makes me miss him more...
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