Make her feel guilty

“Well, I don't know what else I can do for you” you say disappointed “if you want we can learn together. And then you can go early to be alone in your room. Like every day.”

“I don't want to argue with you,” Jenny replies sad, “I know it's difficult to deal with me but I can't go out late. I have to be at home it's very important.”

“Yes, because sitting at home alone is so much important for a college girl,” you comment angry and step away, “it's one of the first really hot days this spring and we have no homework.”

“You don't understand …” Jenny stumbles in panic and tries to put her hand on your shoulder.

“I understand that you don't want to spent time with me or our friends,” you interrupt her, and push her hand away, “I'm not the cool athlete people imagine as your boyfriend. And I know that Leyla can be arrogant and selfish some times. ”

“It … it's not that,” Jenny cries, “I want to spend time with you. I want to hang out with you all. I want to go on parties and sleepovers but it is not possible.”

“Why?” you ask, “can't you tell me? What is so dangerous that you can't talk to me?”

“You … you wouldn't understand,” Jenny says begging, “I don't do this to hurt you. I just can't tell you. It's not possible. I can only beg for your patience. Maybe … maybe we can do something. We could go to the lake at midday and spend some time together. But I have to go before dusk. There is no way to avoid this.”

“I will wait for you at the lake,” you agree and embrace your girlfriend tight, “but we can't do this forever. You act so strange. Having such secrets is not good for you or your friends.”

“I know,” Jenny answers weak, and rests her head on your chest, “maybe … maybe one day I can tell you everything.”

You let her go and she takes a few deep breaths. Then she kisses you and slowly walks home. Suddenly she turns around ans smiles at you.

“But I will make it up to you, I swear,” Jenny promises, “tomorrow I will wear the sluttiest bikini I have.”