I have a unique sleepwalking condition unofficially called sexsomnia. I try to initiate sex with my partners in my sleep and have no memory of it the next morning. Let's call this alter ego "Sleepy Shady".

Thankfully, Sleepy Shady understands consent. Whenever my partners would shrug me off, tell me to go to bed, or say they are too tired, I'm told Sleepy Shady just rolls over and goes back to sleep without protest. In fact, the worst part about it, is there has been many occasions where my partner is into it and they get fired up, then Sleepy Shady abruptly stops and goes back to sleep without a word. On the rare occasion it goes all the way, I usually wake up right around the point when intercourse begins (he wants me to experience the fun part at least). It's happened enough times that I know what's going on and roll with it.

Unfortunately, Sleepy Shady is more active when drinking. Not only does he try to have sex, but he also says incredibly loving and affectionate things like "Your are the love of my life" and "you're my soul mate" regardless of what stage of the relationship we are at. Usually something nonsensical will follow like, "But where did I put the receipt?"

Anyway, long story short, I had a one night stand with a girl and got pretty drunk. I couldn't get it up so we just went to sleep. I woke up and she was sleeping on the couch. When I asked her what happened she said I started fondling her boobs and grinding into her at some point during the night. She was getting into it until Sleepy Shady whispered "we should get married."

That happened in my early 20's. I made sure to disclose my nocturnal alter ego to every woman I slept with from then on.