“It’s easy you stupid son of a bitch, just dig it in and pull it back out, it’s what it’s made to do,” she says loudly, everyone in the room turns towards them, and he goes bright red.
“Is everything okay over there Candice?” An older man asks, a big grin on his face.
“Yes thank you Jerry, we are just trying to work out a few hiccups,” she says with a smile, then looks back at the young man and rolls her eyes. “What a creep,” she says, he smiles nervously.
“I-I-I-I, I’m sorry,” he says.
She places a hand on his knee and smiles, “Don’t be Dillon, it’s okay, it happens, you don’t need to apologise.”
“N-N-No, I do, really, it’s not that i don’t want to, it’s just, well…”
“You’ve never done it before,” she says, he bows his head as his face goes a brighter shade of red than before.
“Yeah,” he says, shuffling his feet on the ground.
“That’s no reason to be sorry, everyone goes through this, everyone is a virgin at one time in their life, so don’t be afraid of it.”
“I’m not afraid,” he says, looking her in the eyes. “And don’t use that word, it makes me feel, well, terrible.”
She smiles again, “Dillon, it’s okay, you don’t need to be like that with me, I’m here for you, I’m going to always be here for you, just relax, once you do, you’ll find everything will start working properly and then we’ll try again. Before Jerry comes over and bores us to death again.”
Dillon looks over at Jerry, as he chats merrily away, they lock eyes as he grins, nodding his head, and winking, he looks back at Candice, his face, void of emotion, “Maybe he should come back over,” he says.
“Really? Jerry? You’re serious?”
“Yeah, why not Jerry, he’s, well, he’s perfect,” Dillon says, as he looks back over, and waves Jerry to them, quickly he ends his conversation and takes a seat beside them.
“What’s up my dogs?” Jerry says, slapping a hand over Dillon’s back.
Dillon drives the knife into Jerry’s belly and rips it up, twisting it around, then pulling it out, Jerry’s mouth drops open with surprise, his eyes widen, and Dillon smiles.