Tell him you're ready

You take a deep breath to steady your nerves, brushing your hair over your shoulder. "Let's do this", you say, glancing towards Candy to see if she looks ready as well. You see her smiling encouragingly at you, and it's immediately obvious that her alacrity is not at question whatsoever.

Jimmy indeed doesn't wait for Candy's approval, giving you a thumbs-up right away. "Okay ladies. Go ahead and take your place on the bench", he instructs, gesturing in its general direction. Then he turns his attention away from you to face the cameraman. "Lars, I'll be right out of frame for the shot. Here's how you're going to do it...".

While Jimmy continues talking to Lars, you feel Candy squeezing your hand and gently pulling you along. "Time to shine", she giggles excitedly. You allow her to lead you down the path towards the park bench. You can feel your heart beating in your chest with every step you take, and Candy seems to take notice of your apprehension as well. "You're nervous!", she exclaims, and you wonder just how obvious it is.

"Uh. Y-yes, I am", you admit as you reach the bench. Candy lets go of your hand and you both plop your asses down. "Shouldn't we be? We don't really know what to expect...", you tell her as you shift uncomfortably on the seat. You briefly glance back at Lars and Jimmy, but they're still talking to each other over in the distance.

Candy narrows her eyes against the blinding sun, her smile only widening as she leans back into a relaxed position. "Chill girl, you'll be fine".

"How do you know?", you ask her, wondering how she can keep her composure like this when twelve men will soon be entering her every orifice. "Aren't you even the least bit nervous?"

She shakes her head. "Psht. I've done this plenty of times already", she assures you, closing her eyes as she seems to bask in the sunshine. "You should join me on Sunday's at the old factory sometime if you REALLY want to know what it's like to get fucked silly. They tie you down and fit you into a gap in the wall and these guys just run a train on yo-".

"What?!", you interrupt, staring at her incredulously. You had assumed you and Candy were equally new to this kind of event, but apparently she did this kind of thing on the regular. "But I thought you said you had never done this before!", you cry out in exasperation.

She blinks, looking slightly startled at your sudden outburst. "I did?", she wonders aloud. Then her eyes widen and she suddenly averts her gaze, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Yes, you did!", you accuse, clearly remembering her words. "Back in the shower you told me you hadn't ever done this before, and only knew some girls that did".

"Uh. Well. I actually haven't done this before!", she quickly attempts to excuse herself, but she doesn't seem comfortable with upholding this lie now that she got caught in it: "... Not with you, at least", she adds in a guilty voice.

You look at Candy in disappointment. It's suddenly very obvious that she had been telling you falsehoods, likely saying whatever you wanted to hear in order to get you to sign up for this. It instantly makes you wonder what else she lied about: Would the pay even be as good as she said it was going to be? It started to seem like everyone in this studio had a habit of lying and trying to manipulate you into ever greater debauchery, and a part of you had really hoped to have found a friend in Candy. You clench your teeth and frown at her, suddenly feeling betrayed and slightly hurt. You had figured she regarded you as a friend as well, but that obviously wasn't the case if she had just shrewdly tried to mislead you like this...

... Except when you look over and her gaze meets your own, you notice she appears genuinely saddened about having upset you. "Look, Marcy", she says hastily, reaching out a hand to comfort you. "I'm sorry. I'm a dumb bitch. I sometimes say stupid shi-". But she is interrupted by Lars, who has now approached the both of you while holding his camera in front of him.

"Heeeey ladies!", Lars says in a jovial voice, the red light on his handheld indicating he has begun to record. He tilts the camera around in order to get a good shot of the both of you on the bench. "I'm not interrupting, am I? Can I ask you something?"

You and Candy exchange a quick look, suddenly not able to continue the discussion or risk ruining the take. Candy widens her eyes questioningly at you, trying to determine if you're going to start the scene or cause a scene.