This happened to me when I was 12/13. My mom had a new boyfriend and he was into drugs and alcohol. He had a 3 year old son and a 2 year old daughter. My mom had barely known him for long before she let him move in with us. For the first half of a year when he was living with us, nothing happened, but before I knew it, he was trying to make his way into my bedroom at night. The first time it happened he came and sat on my bed and started putting his hand under my shirt. I didn't know what to do and I just laid there. After he left I started crying. I never told my mom about it because I thought she was happy and I didn't want to ruin this for her. He would make his way into my bedroom almost every other night to put his hands under my shirt and feel me up. One night, I was laying on our couch and I fell asleep watching tv. I woke up to find him standing above me and my pants were undone and he had his hand down my pants. I ran into the bathroom and bawled my eyes out. He told me to "go ahead and tell" with this grin on his face. I was truly scared of him and when I went into my mom's room to tell her what happened... I just couldn't. Eventually she ended up breaking up with him. To this day though, I still have never mentioned to her or anyone else that this happened to me.