Jenna sighed as Sephiroth stepped out of the shower and proclaimed his lack of interest. However, she was not to be dissuaded. Certainly if worked enough, she could peak his interest again. Anyway, Sephiroth didn’t get dressed, so that was definitely a sign.
Thus, Jenna sat upright before she slid next to Sephiroth. Once in position, she reached over to massage his shoulders and back in a teasing manner.
“Oh, settle down. You’ll forget about it soon enough…,” a cruel smirk appeared on her lips before she finished off her sentence, “old man.”