Sure...you were watching her eat fire...not hoping her itty-bitty shirt would burn off.
My ideological soul mate would have tied me up to keep me from easting fire in the first place. And then, whilst tied up, he would have kept me, um, occupied.
Whoa, slow down there. I'll have no recourse but to call out the group's Jesuit disciplinarian to censure you in the harshest way possible.
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