Yes

"Sounds great," you answer, your excitement building. She smiles at you, turning down a side street and gesturing you to follow. You steal glances at her face and body as you walk with her, a hopeful anticipation rising within you.

She turns down an alley, beckoning you to follow, then leading you through an open gate and into a back yard. She glances around as she walks up the pathway to the back door. She lifts up a flowerpot and takes a key, using it to open the back door. Stepping inside she gestures you in.

"Is this your place?" you ask, looking around at a kitchen. She smiles at you and leads you through a doorway into a living room. She drops her skate board and unslings her backpack, dropping it on the couch and unzipping it. When she stands she's holding a spray can of paint in each hand.

"So lets get wild Jimmy," she grins at you, handing you one of the cans. You stare at her in confusion, your hand taking the can. She takes the top off hers and jumps on the couch, starting to spray on the wall behind it. In a moment she has written "Fucking Bitch!" on the wall. She turns to look at you, a devilish smile on her face.

"Come on, Jimmy, don't be a good boy."