The next morning, when James Black woke her up, Jane Sampson felt as if all her bones had been reassembled.
"Sorry, I went a bit too far last night." Seeing Jane, her eyes red and looking like she wanted to cry but hadn't, James felt a pang of remorse, gently touched her face with his hand, and then apologized, "I lost control a bit last night."
Jane Sampson, who had seduced him last night, was like a demon, making it impossible for him to stop.
Jane Sampson couldn't be bothered to respond to James and grabbed the quilt to cover her face, clearly showing she didn't want to deal with him.
"Get up and brush your teeth and wash up, or it'll be late. Your mission this morning is quite relaxed, just to learn about our nation's war history and some history of weapons."
"What about the afternoon?" Jane finally spoke to ask, "Do we have to run again in the afternoon?"
