We were having some drinks with friends at my house. He raised is glass, looked at the coaster…and cleaned it against the white tablecloth. “It was stained,” he said.

—Morwen

Aftermath: When it was over, more than a year later, that moment played again and again in my mind. I should have realized right then.

We hung out a couple times, had some drinks and went back to her apartment. I was blown away by her comfortability in disrobing and how amazing her rack was. We had great sex…and then I noticed it. She had the peculiar smell of a hospital when she perspired. That did it!

—Diggity Dave

Aftermath: We met at the movies a week or so later.  I really hoped it was something in her apartment, but as she hugged me at the theater, the hospital smell wafted up my nostrils for the last time!

Being well-read is a major turn-on for me. On the first date, I referenced Shakespeare’s “Taming of the Shrew” and “Much Ado about Nothing,” and she had never even heard of them. But she had read “Twilight.”

—Brian

Aftermath: There was not a second date.

On our second date when at the restaurant, while we were waiting for our dinner, he pulled out his pocket Bible and asked me what my favorite verse was. When I couldn’t think of one, he read me his favorite one and preached to me about God’s love for the rest of the night.

—Vivian

Aftermath: I went out with him one more time so he wouldn’t think that his God talk scared me away. But it totally did!

It was over when he constantly wanted to listen to “Legally Blonde: The Musical” and then did the “bend and snap” in front of one of my gay friends at a wedding. All I ever heard from my friends after that was how obviously gay he was.

—ade

Aftermath: It lasted for another 9 months. Ultimately ended because he cheated on me…twice. At least it was with a girl.