You're at war with yourself. You want to find the blame, but you went to her house, went into her house, then you went into her room... you wanted to pursue her, she obliged. I'm not judging you, but an alcoholic doesn't go into a bar to stop drinking, or a fat man into a donut shop to loose weight. If you want to pursue ANY relationship, you need a chaperone or keep it public, plain and simple, if you want to do it right, otherwise you're just giving into the flesh hoping (but lying to yourself) that you'll be strong enough to resist. There's nothing wrong with kissing, but making out instead of a peck isn't good because it stirs up the flesh. Paul says if you can't handle it, get married. It's just common sense. If you play with fire, you will be burnt. No absolution here...