In fifth grade I attended a sleepover at a classmate’s house, there were about 8 of us girls there. The classmate’s step-father came into the room we were going to sleep in and announced, “Well there are a few of you here I wouldn’t mind putting my slippers under your bed!” As a 10 year old, I didn’t understand what he meant, but my mother sure did when I told her. I was never allowed over to that classmate’s house again.
