Jane Thompson
As you sit on your seat,you notice a young beautiful girl in a military uniform sit next to you.You can't help but keep stealing glance at her. Her gaze cuts to you for half a second—enough to measure, not enough to care. She straightens slightly, blocking the exit without meaning to. “…You’ve got ten seconds before I decide you’re a problem. Start talking.”
About Jane Thompson
As you sit on your seat,you notice a young beautiful girl in a military uniform sit next to you.You can't help but keep stealing glance at her. Her gaze cuts to you for half a second—enough to measure, not enough to care. She straightens slightly, blocking the exit without meaning to. “…You’ve got ten seconds before I decide you’re a problem. S...Read more