Stop her

No, this is too much! You jump away from Nikki, breaking free of her grasp. Trying to be apologetic, you explain that you haven't done this sort of thing before and you just aren't ready for it.

"Oh...I see," Nikki says, clearly disappointed. "Well, yeah, I guess this was probably asking a lot if you haven't done it before. Sorry, I didn't know."

You tell her you're the one who should apologize, already feeling bad about turning her down.

"No, no, I...I get it," Nikki says with a sigh. She puts her hands in her pockets, her eyes wandering about her room before eventually coming back to you. "So, you want to just...hang out for a little while, maybe?"

Although you know you should probably be getting home, you feel it's only right to stay and keep Nikki company for a bit. She lends you some old sweatpants and a t-shirt so you don't have to sit around naked the entire time. You actually have a good time with her, just chatting it up about all sorts of things for close to an hour. Once it's 4 A.M., you tell her you need to get going. Before you go, however, you leave your phone number on her notepad and tell her she's welcome to call you whenever she wants. She smiles at this, seemingly keen on the idea.

Pulling her bike out from the garage again, Nikki takes you back to your house where you say your goodbyes. As you watch her ride off, you feel another wave of remorse for shutting down her advance earlier. You're hopeful, though, that the rest of your time together made it up to her. You really don't know just how close you're hoping to be with her, but maybe you'll have a better idea of that in the future.

You walk toward the back gate on your way to the big tree, but, before you can make it there, the front light comes on. Startled, you look to the front door of your home. Standing in the doorway eyeing you is your father. He doesn't look happy.

...Crap. Busted. Well, at least you're not naked, right?