This guy and I were friends for a while, but I was in a long-term relationship and he lived out of town. My boyfriend and I broke up, and my friend flew all the way from Texas to visit, just to make sure I was okay. One thing led to another, and we ended up in bed. He started “pumping” so fast, I couldn’t hold back the laughter. I asked him to get off of me and asked him to leave.

—Ilovesunshine

Aftermath: We never really talked again, and I lost a very dear friend. I wish we never crossed that line.

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One fateful night, missionary style, the condom broke within a few pumps. I reared back to put on a new one, and it hit me. The most awful smell my nose had ever experienced. This was new, and I uncontrollably went limp. She asked what happened, and too nice to say it, I told her I had an E.D. type of disorder

—Bukowski

Aftermath: I went and got an STD check, fearing she had a rare dead animal disease. I was clean, we never had sex again, and she told friends I go limp easily. Nice guys finish last!

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I sometimes fantasized about other men. He looked at porn online. In our late 30’s, we had sex once a month on average for the last five years of our union. During the almost twenty years we were together, I was sexually satisfied fewer times than I can count on my fingers.

—Not The One

Aftermath: He blurted out, “You’re not The One.” We’re now divorced.

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