Less than year into our relationship I asked her why she didn’t seem to want to be around me in any way. No sex, no contact of any kind. She told me, “That’s what couples do: They stop having sex.”
—Aaron
Aftermath: She ended the conversation by summoning her dog to once again sleep in bed between us. I got jealous of that dog. Later, she cried when I tried to break up, then broke up with me when she found another boyfriend to share the rent.
She was rubbing my shoulders. My shirt was off, allowing me to feel the warm exhale of her belch before I nosed the cloud of cheeseburger and Clamato gas that engulfed me. She said nothing and kept humming as if nothing had happened.
—William
Aftermath: It was long distance already, making it easy enough to just quit.
He said he’d “rather lose a finger than go bald.”
—Nicole
Aftermath: He was already going bald. I should have known something was wrong when he had to sleep with a hat on. We dated for two years, long distance.
I found out he let his dog sleep with him…under the covers.
—Becky
Aftermath: We dated another 3 months, until about April. I guess the dog was actually sort of cozy over the winter.
In all my dating experience, he was by far the sexiest man I had been with. There was a catch: Sexy as he was, this man was not—ahem—very well-endowed. Painfully not so. At first, I shrugged it off and made excuses like “Well, he is sooo hot” and “He makes me laugh and he is great to be around.” Until a month into the relationship, I wasn’t able to really “feel” him during sex. I knew then, no matter how sexy the man, I simply can’t skimp on the package for the long-term.
—Christine
Aftermath: I skipped on his skimpy package.
