That is true that is is better to be safe than sorry. And even though I don’t like it, I will admit that like other men here I go for the abundance of caution to keep myself safe. A couple of years ago I spent the night at a friend’s house. In the middle of the night for some reason his three year old daughter got up and crawled onto the sofa with me. I told her “I think your Mommy and Daddy want you to get in bed with them”. I was frightened at what my friend and his wife might think when they awoke the next morning to find her sleeping there with me. I mentioned it to them the next day and they just laughed about my concern—all three of their children sleep with them from time to time and I guess they harbor no suspicion about me so they didn’t see a problem. Still I would probably do the same thing again just to be safe.
Forgive me for getting a laugh out of that story. It's a classic example of the innocence of little children. You handled it perfectly.
Your experience brings back a memory of when I was seven years old. My dear Uncle Will, one of my Dad's older brothers (a widower) slept on our sofa on Christmas Eve. I'm sure it was not the only time. I woke up to use the bathroom and, drowsy with sleep, I took a drink of water. Oh, no! That woke me up.
I broke the fast required to receive Holy Communion on Christmas. I began to cry and my uncle heard me and asked what was wrong. I explained and Uncle Will set my mind at peace as well as anyone else could have. He was not a Catholic.
Good men surely sleep on sofas in someone else's house at times.