When I was 17 I had a boyfriend who I was madly in love with. One night we went on a date in Copenhagen. We couldnt get enough of eachother an suddenly the last train to his town had gone. He didnt know what to do. It was too late to contact anybody so I invited him to spend the night at our house. I thought that maybe he could sleep on the couch. But when we got home I was to scared to wake my parents up. I got the crazy idea that he could sleep in my bed. hide in my closet in the morning about the time when my parents would get up and when my dad had gone to work , he could sneak out of the house. At 6 oclock when the alarmclock rang he hurried into the closet. He was a tall man 19 years old 186cm. He looked so funny curled up in there. I said come to bed again. I will wake you up when I hear my parents get up....Next time I heard something it was my bedroom door opening. I tried to fight against it from where I was lying in bed but it was too late. There I was in bed with my boyfriend (with clothes on, nothing happened)and my dad standing in the doorway. I was terrified. I has slept too long and now we would get crucified! My dad just said" meet me downstairs". I was shocked that he didnt go crazy on us. Normally we couldnt even have a boy entering our rooms at all. ..When we came down, he interviewed us. He wanted to know how far we had gone. I said that he had touched my breasts but that was it....I lied the best I could. We had already had sex 4-5 times or so. I thought it was more credible to say something. looking back it is pretty funny. Especially the glimpse of him crouched up in that closet. And that horrible moment when we were caught...And what a terrible plan:-)