Eventually I started to learn the names of the people that she brought to the house frequently. Zach, Jeff, Dylan.. there are a few others but now their names escape me. Many would only come over once and I would never see them again.
If I was in the front area of the living space, which I was a lot if I was playing video games or watching TV, I would wait a few minutes until after she went to her room with her companion and then I would go into my room next door. I would listen to her suck through the thin walls and I would masturbate while listening.
It’s strange, I discovered later in our relationship that when I had full access to her body I actually got bored quickly once the novelty of sex wore off. But in these early days the voyeuristic pleasure of listening to her in her intimate moments never ceased to set aflame intense sexual desire.