This is more of a "don't let this happen to you" scenerio, no offense to my "date" for the evening...
I had just gotten divorced from my first husband and went up north to visit a friend. She was also recently divorced and staying with her brother and sister-in-law. They lived in a small rural town and it was hard to find their house, so I met her at the local restaurant in town, and followed her to her brother's house, where I was supposed to spend the night.
We went out dancing and she hit it off with a guy. He had a buddy with him and after the bar closed we all went to the local Denny's. His "buddy" was all of 18, so we started playing cards, while my friend and his were "getting to know each other". At 3 am, the Denny's announced they were closing, and we looked around and our friends were no where to be found! Apparently, they had decided to sneak off and spend the night together!
The guy I was with didn't have a way home and so I offered to drive him...and suddenly realized I had a problem! I hadn't expected my friend to take off so I hadn't written down her brother's address! We drove around looking for the house, but couldn't find it, and there were no stations or ANYTHING else opened in that town, and I was running out of gas! There was no choice but to go to his house...he still lived at HOME, but we got away with sneaking quietly into his room, and I slept on the floor. Without waking him, I also then tried sneaking out just as quietly at 7am, only to run right into his FAMILY sitting around the breakfast table! From the look of shock on their faces, I could tell how BAD I looked to them--but regardless, his mom graciously asked if I would like some coffee! I was too embarrassed and couldn't say a single word--I just ran out of the house as fast as I could!
NO, never saw that guy again, I never even knew him name!