“He WAS an INTRUDER.”
If you’re invited into a home by an adult resident of that home, you’re not an intruder. The father may have had no way of knowing that, but we do.
“The father may have had no way of knowing that, but we do.”
WE don’t count.
Sh*t happens. A very, very long time ago when I was a teen, this nympho girl enticed me into her home and came onto me, you might say she molested me. We were double-dating, my date and her date needed to be home early. As it was still early, this gal asks my girlfriend if I could go to her house for coffee and chatting. My girlfriend says sure, as the other gal had been going steady with her boyfriend for a year and we all trusted one another. Once in her home, she came on to me, and I protested heavily. Keep in mind she was a beautiful tall, leggy, blond and she was eager. We ended up in her bedroom, then she heard her parents arriving home and yelled at me to get out. Went out the back window, and made a quick exit. In school the next week, I confided with a friend on what happened. He said "You too?". Apparently this nympho was doing lots of guys behind her boyfriend's back. Any one of us could have been a victim of a vindictive father if caught!