I wonder what game his neighbors are playing. I bet Dave is the homosexual twin of the forever alone guy. Amazing grace, really? If I were his neighbor I’d put the headboard up against his wall and fuck to the rhythm of his heartfelt serenade. Does he really think he’s going to interrupt his awesome neighbors requisition of pussy by beating himself up and singing out of tune? What a fucking overzealous twat.
It’s time for Dave to start building bridges I think.
Dave, start timing their sessions and keep a weekly report of how Mr. Neighbour is performing. When out mowing the lawn (pun intended) engage him in a chit chat (much like fuckwit sports fans do)based around his sexual stats, why was Thursday such a short session? She just didn’t seem to have her heart in it on Sunday, had you Showered?
This will make you feel a part of proceedings and help with your feeling of isolation… do that or draw faces on balloons, either or.