Uhg, No

This guy can't be serious, can he? after everything you've been put through, you're in no mood to spread your legs for the thousandth man today.

"N-no. i'm very soar, and i...i need time to think. please just let me rest." you plead with him. Charlie gives you a disappointed look, but doesn't seem to want to push you. he retracts his hands from your body and shows you into the room, closing the door behind you with a quiet 'Goodnight.'

You collapse almost instantly into the bed made out for you. no one would blame you for crying, given what you've been put through- and you do. the knowledge that this is only the beginning of your 'training' only adds to your sorrow, and you slowly drift to sleep with quietly sobbing into your pillow.