In college, I dated the same guy all four years. One summer we went to visit his parents in Beverly Hills and I stayed in the guest house. One night, Ben and I had gone out and when we came home, we said hello to his father and uncle who were still up watching boxing in the living room. Ben sent me to bed because Italian men think that women can’t possibly appreciate boxing, cigars or staying up late. He whispered that he would climb into bed with me later. I fell asleep quickly because I was exhausted however, I started to have a really vivid nightmare. Unfortunately, the scariest part of this dream was the same time that Ben was trying to climb into bed with me very quietly. But when I woke up, there was this man standing over me. I screamed bloody murder and woke up the entire house. The dogs were barking and his father, a former NFL football player ran into the room wearing blue, tighty whities.

I was mortified and Ben had no explanation.

-Kristin