My boyfriend of two weeks and I were planning on having sex for the first time. We were going to meet at a club before going back to my dorm. But when the night came, none of my friends felt like going out, so I called him and told him to just come over when he and his friends left the club. I got a call an hour later from him saying he would rather come to my dorm than hang out at the club. His friends dropped him off and we started getting into the moment. All of a sudden he stopped and ran to the bathroom. Sounds of him throwing up came to my ears as I crept out to the door of the bathroom to see what was wrong. Maybe he got seasick from the motion of my ocean. I stood awkwardly at the door because I didn’t know what to do. Do I go into the bathroom and try to take care of him? Do I give him some privacy and wait outside the bathroom? My roommates saw me in the hall and asked why I wasn’t taking care of him in the bathroom. I said, “I don’t know him THAT well!” So I stood out in the hallway and just listened to him throw up. After coming out of the bathroom, he went to my bed, where he proceeded to pass out. So much for having sex. In the morning when he woke up, he said, “I dreamed that I ran to the bathroom naked last night.” Ummm ……..