First off, this girl I've been seeing lives with 3 of my very good friends, and I stay over at their place on a regular basis (weekends). Last week, I pulled a muscle while over at their place. Friday night, when we got back her roommates had a bunch of people over but I was dead tired. So, I asked her if I could sleep in her room, on the floor. She said yes, so I went to sleep. A few hours later she woke me up, "Mike, this is going to be very bad for your muscle, why don't you sleep in my bed? Just stay to the left side, and no fooling around." So, I woke up in the morning to a phone call from my friend Matt. He asked me how the muscle was doing (since I was supposed to go karting with them) and I told him "Much better since someone let me sleep in their bed last night". We had a laugh, all in good fun, eh? Apparently later that day, another friend of mine who is back at his parents place for the summer called Matt asking advice about this girl he's been seeing. Matt told him a few things and then told him "Your falling behind, even Mike spent the night with a girl". If everything would have stopped there, it would have been cool. But, my friend who is at home for the summer decided he was going to get me back for a prank I played on him earlier this year which resulted in him getting 8 stitches in his knee. He called my parents and told them that I had spent the night with a girl. Now, my parents are cool with this, I'm 25 years old and as long as I'm happy, they really don't care...not that its their concern anyway. My mom calls me on Tuesday. She asks about how its going, how my car is doing (had a transmission problem last week)...then she asks me "Did you at least use protection?" "What?" "I heard you spent the night with a girl" "So......wait, who told you that?" "Your friend Alex called...I'm not trying to pry, I'm glad you found a girl you like" Now, this is where I *REALLY* fuck up. I called this girl, and told her I had a really weird conversation with my mom. Explain the whole thing, thinking it would be a funny conversation of misinformation. This girl didn't call me back until last night (Thursday) at about midnight. "Mike, I'm really protective of my name. Now your mom thinks I'm a slut, you obviously think this is a big joke, and I'm really weirded out." "This isn't a big joke to me, I didn't mean for any of this to happen." "Can we just talk about this tomorrow?" (At this point, it sounds like she's starting to cry) and she hangs up. FUCK. I send her this email right afterwards: Guys, I'm not looking for people to tell me what to do or what I did wrong. I don't really know what to do, but I have a really bad feeling that if I try to contact this girl before she's ready to talk to me again that it will just make things much worse. Thing is, obviously I can't trust my friends anymore, I needed to talk about this and this is the only place I know of where I can be somewhat anonymous (I know I'm not....but I don't think anyone here knows anyone involved).