Am I going to confront him in front of all these people? The answer is a strong and resounding, hell no. I know better than to start spewing some insanity about a man who breaks into my house at night and buries his face between my legs. That kind of story doesn’t bode well for the girl who just got out of the mental hospital. But, Jovie, if this guy was breaking into your house, why didn’t you call the police? Oh, no reason. I just thought he was a fucking ghost. What a complete idiot?
