<strong>Room 14C</strong><br/><br/>Jenny nodded sympathetically as she placed the bottle on the floor. "No problems here. I'm a big fan of slow and gentle myse..." And suddenly. there were Alex's lips. It had been a long time. Come to think of it, she was probably the only person in Sin City who wasn't spending every other night sinning with abandon, ironic if one thought about it, or Shakespearean perhaps along the lines of<em>Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.</em>Or celibate in this case. Anyway, however she looked at the situation, it had been far too long since she had kissed someone, and her lips were definitely appreciating Alex's rectifying that situation. Small pecks in response soon graduated into deeper and heavier iterations, her mouth fluttering open even as her arms snapped around Alex's back and her hands began traveling up and down his spine.<br/><br/>And after completing that first bout, she only withdrew her face about half an inch. "Wow." So much for the apologizing. "I think we've established you're a good kisser, so definitely more of that. And so... next steps... I guess we get out of these wet clothes...If you could just turn around..." The sound was just out of her mouth when she giggled and gave herself a head-slap. "What am I saying? Considering what we're here for the least I can do is invite you to enjoy the view." It was still with red face and faltering hands that she removed her shirt and then wriggled out of her jeans, humming something from Fantasy at the Luxor as she did so, first tentatively, then with a more lively lilt as she began to relax a bit. "So... I take it you came for the topless revue?" she asked, punctuating the question with another kiss, more sure of herself this time.