My Neighbor Is a Pornstar!

Jena is standing at her window, holdin partially open with her hand, looking intently at something. She shakes her head, obviously not pleased about whatever she sees. “I can’t believe this John.” There’s an audible sigh somewhere behind her and then John says, “What now?” Without even turning around, Jena says, “What do you mean what now? It’s her. I know it’s her. We shouldn’t have someone like her living next door.” John doesn’t answer. Jena finally turns around without letting go of thes again. “I think you should just ignore it,” he says. His voice says he isn’t really even paying attention. Jena exhales loudly, definitely not happy that he isn’t paying attention. “Do you even know who I’m talking about,” Jena asks, perturbed. No answer. Jena shakes her head again, aggravated and turns back to peek out the window dra she’s still holding open. Immediately, she lets go of the d and quickly steps back