I am living in a dormitory type place where there is a communal eating and living space as well.  I have unpacked but cannot find something in one of the drawers.  I think I left it somewhere else so I go in search of it but still cannot find it.  When I return to my room, someone has removed my things.  The room even looks entirely different and I am momentarily confused thinking that maybe I have the wrong room altogether.  I go to the man in charge, the RA or whatever, and he assures me that he will help me find my things and resolve the issue of what happened to my room.  He stands behind me and wraps his arms around me, holding me close and I feel safe and even loved.  He is still assuring me and I can feel him getting aroused.  I turn my head and murmur, “This feels so good” as I press myself into him.