Many of us have found ourselves in situations which we have later regretted.
I let someone walk me home in college when I was drunk, and was almost raped while passed out.
But I also moved in with a guy three days after my first date with him, and have a still running 30 year relationship from it.
The sad part is that we all have to take chances in life, and we don’t know where they will lead. The two situations were very similar, with a “gentleman” walking me home to my dorm room. How do you know the gentleman from the rapist when they are both Ivy League students?