Heron Lake Plateau So there's this puzzle I work on endlessly

She ashamedly nodded, when  he asked what she'd meant. And she felt her cheeks flush when he admitted that he had- albeit, just 'kinda,' whatever that meant. How one could kind of do the deed was beyond her, and he would have been able to read that on her face. She was slightly skeptical of him, and assumed by what he said that he hadn't. She considered lying, and fidgeted for a moment, before she briefly shook her head and straightened herself up a bit, almost indignantly. "No." She answered, avoiding eye contact. She didn't like the fact that he'd gone further than her. 

"What do you mean, 'kinda,'?" She asked, turning the heat back on him. "How can you 'kinda' do it?" she asked. She was actually genuinely serious- was there a way she could sort of do it- but not completely?