“Well, Max, I’m Ms Rainault. Do you want to talk about what’s bothering you? We can go to my office and you can sit down, relax a little.” She put a hand on Max’s shoulder. “It’s not unusual to be nervous in a new place.”
“Thanks, but I think I’m okay. Just…working on handling all this stuff, I guess.” It wasn’t just nerves, it was the whole totally-uncomfortable-with-sex part of her too. She’d manage, though. Just needed to get used to it, right?
Gently, Summer said, “You don’t seem okay. I’m concerned for you, Max.” She could tell the girl was nervous, but without more information, she had no way to know why. “You can trust me.”