I experienced that, in that at something like the fifth date we got into petting. You will all have to look that up, as it is a catholic term of the fifties, and for all I know, still. I had a fellow I was really getting to like do this with me in a rather romantic setting, then apologized, and later told me he fell out of love with me because things went too fast. This was all before the word 'bummer'.
A few years later, he came back from time as a marine all avid. I was cool for various reasons. We did end up lovers for a few years but .. as I said at some point on a2k, I once had a song run through my mind as I drove down Santa Monica Blvd.. "do what you want to do, go where you want to go", and said no, at the intersection of Santa Monica and Beverly Glen, to myself.
He was and probably still is a good person, not only bright and funny but one of the first really bright people I could engage with mentally.
Controlling can be a problem from men or women, and we never got to equal. but that was pretty much the times.