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My parents know I am. My dad walked in on us both half-naked once just lounging around in bed. We weren't doing anything, but I didn't have a shirt on. He knocked, I said 'Hang on a sec!' and he just walked straight in asking what was for dinner. He backed out quickly and never said another word :-)
When I was eighteen I slept over at my girlfriend's apartment, she slept here, we did it all the time. I never made a secret of it, I'd just say 'I'm crashing at her place' or 'Shes crashing here.' My mother never said a word about it, and she's never acted strange about anything like that. When we come out the next morning to get breakfast there's nothing weird. I live at home, and my girlfriend and I often shower here together an nobody bats an eyelid.
If my younger sister has a guy in her room and the door any less than half open then my parents would put a stop to that in a heartbeat. Double standards at work, eh?
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