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So imagine you're lying in bed when you her a noise down stairs.  You're alone in the house, so you know that whoever's down there shouldn't be.  The noises get closer and closer, the door opens, then someone silently slips into the bed beside you.

And starts to give you a back rub.

Yup, didn't see that one coming, did you!

But that's exactly what happened to a North Carolina woman when some bloke snuck into her room, crawled into her bed, and tried to give her a massage [link].

Ugh, just makes me shiver thinking about it.

Now I love a good massage.  There can never be too many back rubs in my humble opinion, and anyone who'd like to volunteer as my personal neck/back rubber can apply in the comments, but I just can't condone unsolicited middle-of-the-night neck back and shoulder fondling.  That's the sort of move a sexually awkward teen uses to hit on a girl ... the neck rub, not the crawling into bed in the middle of the night.

I remember back when I was in high school a boy did that to me.  I don't even remember why we were sitting in a position where it was possible for him to scoot up behind me and start kneading my shoulders, but he did and I just about jumped out of my skin!

Now days I'll let pretty much anyone give me a neck rub, I'm not at all discerning and, quite frankly, completely shameless.  But I was sixteen, and he surprised me.  Quite frankly, he's lucky I didn't elbow him in the face out of fright.

But I don't want to belittle what that woman must have gone through.  Whatever the guy's intentions were (and I can't imagine they were good), it must have been terrifying to wake up and find a stranger in bed with you, not knowing what he was going to do.  She must have assumed the worst, I know I would have.

Personally, I think she showed admirable restraint by not kicking him in the 'nads, but that's just my humble opinion.