When I was in high school, we had a friend named “Sue” (not her real name) who came from a prim and proper British family up the street. Sue was a great person, but she was incredibly naive and prude. So for three years, we took it upon ourselves to “loosen Sue up.” It was a tough battle, but we got her to the point where she could relax and let herself go at parties.
Then, Sue started to slide too far. We caught her smoking pot one day, and when we confronted her, she got very upset and stopped hanging around us. Her behavior got worse and worse, until finally she ran away from home just before she graduated. Last I heard she got knocked up, and was a single mom living in the projects. Possibly living on and off with a drug dealer.
Man, Sue… I am so sorry! We didn’t mean for you to go THIS far. Dammit.