Here's a near miss related to me by a then friend/work colleague when we were both around 17. She was very pretty, very glam, very naive.
These are her words - the expressions are my reactions at the time. Now, years later, i am even more about how stupid lucky she was.
In a bar in central London getting pissed with a female friend. A guy is watching me across the bar. He looks like Fish, from Marillion. Scruffy, late 30's. He comes and joins us and i let him buy me drinks, doubles. Laughter and banter. We don't exchange names.
Closing time - friend goes her way, i go mine. I need to get on the tube to get home. Last train. 'Fish' keeps asking where i live, he asks to walk me to the station. I wont say where i live as my parents are away for the week. (very posh area) I say no thanks to being walked to the station, but he insists so i let him
I'm veeeery pissed. My train pulls in and the guy gets on with me. He says he wants to make sure i get to my stop
I start feeling very sick on the train and need to get off. 'Fish' gets off too, and we go up out of the station and i say i'm getting a cab. When the cab arrives he jumps in too. I'm too sick and woozy to care
I am sick in his lap
We are asked to get out of the cab and i must walk the last bit. 'Fish' (now covered in vomit) walks with me
I am getting worried because i know my house is empty, and i don't want him knowing the address. I keep saying i'll be fine now. He insists on getting me to my gate
We get there and he asks if he can come in and clean his (vomity) trousers. I say oh ok then. But just for a minute
We go in, and i go straight into my room and get in bed
I hear him running the bath (???)
Then he appears stark naked at my bedroom door and asks if i want sex
I have sick in my hair, and in my teeth - i say noooo, go away, and he sheepishly turns and walks away
In the morning i wake and remember the night before. I wonder if there are any belongings left in my parents beautiful house!?!? I look around and everything seems normal. I look in my parents room and 'Fish' is asleep in their bed
His trousers are soaking in a bath of cold sicky water in the en suit
I wake him and tell him he has to leave - i have to be at work very soon. He sits up in bed and says he has no trousers to put on. I offer to go and buy him a pair of trousers so he can leave. He agrees and says he'll clean his trousers. I go out, buy this stranger a pair of trousers and take them back to him. He is still in bed. He hasn't moved an inch
I say i am going to work, i am late for work and i want him gone by the time i'm home, and i leave him in the house
When i get home he is gone, so are his trousers, bath is clean, house untouched and he has left me a £20 note on the side.
^^ true story