And then I went to
And then I went to a party and met a woman who told me she had a boyfriend. But then she started telling me dirty jokes and kept trying to make me laugh. She talked and I listened. After a while I pulled her into a darkened room and threw her down on the floor.
She didn't want to go all the way though, which makes her "sort of" a bad girl, which means I "sort of" like her.