Oh sure. Why not.
I was 16. There was a guy who rode my school bus who was 19 (he hadn’t graduated yet, which should have been a big clue) and blond and pretty hot. I used to go up to the A&P where he was a bagger just to look at him. Eventually he asked me out.
I went to his work when his shift was over and we decided to take a walk. We walked on the one big street through town and talked. He told me things like “you would look better if you wore more makeup,” and that I should wear “clothes that show off my boobs.” Eventually we turned into a field by the lake and sat under a tree to talk, where he pulled a condom out of his wallet and asked if we could have sex. I said no, and walked back home by myself.
A while back, I looked up that guy on the Internet, and found he’d eventually gone to prison in my state for cocaine possession and home invasion. I’m glad I didn’t get knocked up with his baby. Eww.