Someone saw us and walked up to me sometime afterwords and said, "You know she's only 17, right?" I had a Wile Coyote moment right there and then.
I don't blame you. After my divorce, I was rooming with a friend for about 3 months, and a girl we both knew would sometimes crash there. One morning I got home from work, walked past the open bedroom door, and she was naked on the bed, apparently waiting for me. I was 28, she was 17. I just pretended I didn't notice her.