1. ROMP IN THE RAW

    Today’s contributor learns sex with bad boys yields negative results


    I am attracted to bad boys. So when I ran into the notorious bad boy from my high school while I was in college, I couldn’t help myself. We started seeing each other a few times a week, but we never went out on dates. We would just have sex and he would leave. I was actually happy with the way things were going because I didn’t really want to date a guy from my high school, especially an unemployed college dropout — but I could certainly still have sex with him.

    My friends found out about our little fling and immediately voiced their concerns. “I hear he has sex with prostitutes,” “You better be using protection,” and more importantly, “Did he get tested?” Now, I know the risks of having unprotected sex, but I naively trusted this guy. I figured that if he had something he would tell me—because that’s what any upstanding guy would do, right? I obviously missed the vocabulary lesson on upstanding. After about a month of hooking up, he left me high and dry. He wouldn’t return my phone calls or visit me anymore. It was like he fell off the face of the earth.

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  2. DATING 101

    A college freshman learns why some rules aren’t meant to be broken

    A month into my freshman year of college I started dating my RA. We had to keep it a secret, since our taboo romance was technically against the rules. One weekend, he told me his friend was coming to visit, who just happened to be an ex-girlfriend. I was fine with it, but when he left to run an errand, I seized the opportunity to check her out. 

    We started talking, and she nonchalantly informed me that he was her boyfriend of over four years! I immediately confronted him, and he gave me a sob story of how she had cheated on him numerous times. They were on and off, but he planned on breaking up with her for good that weekend. Being the naive freshman that I was, I gave him a second chance.

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  3. ALL IN MODERATION

    Today’s sex crazed contributor is forced to tame her inner beast

    After I graduated high school, I started dating a guy who was amazing in the sack. He had some kind of crazy sexual power over me—every time I saw him my inner animal came out and I wanted to jump him. We were having sex three or four times a day—a record for me.

    That summer, my girlfriends and I decided to take a beach vacation. I was upset that I’d have to go a whole week without getting any, but I decided that trading sex for some sun wouldn’t be so bad. We hit the road, but we didn’t get off to a very smooth start. A half hour into our drive we had to stop so I could use the bathroom. Within another 20 minutes we had to stop again, and so the pattern continued. I kept feeling like I had to pee, but I just couldn’t.

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  4. CRASH AND BURN

    A rendezvous with a biker boy screeches to an awkward halt

    While my girls and I were in Myrtle Beach, we met a crew of biker guys. A few of them were really cute — especially the one who let me ride on the back of his bike. One night, we went to their hotel to hang out. Soon after, the music turned on and the lights turned off.

    Sure enough, some pretty intense oral action ensued between me and my biker guy. He put on a condom, but something in me told me not to go any further with him. He was clearly disappointed, so he left! And it was his hotel room.

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  5. WHAT DADDY DOESN’T KNOW

    A call from dad has today’s contributor in for an online feud with a surprise ending

    Two years ago I went to the gynecologist to get birth control. They ran standard tests to make sure I was healthy and told me they would call if anything was wrong. Three months later my dad called. “While you were out there having sex with these boys,” he said, “you got gonorrhea and chlamydia!” 

    What?? I immediately called my OBGYN, but the receptionist wouldn’t release my information over the phone. My college boyfriend cheated on me, so I figured it was that nasty girl (his ex), who gave me an STD. I decided to settle things like any rational woman my age — I called her a slut in my Facebook status and started an online feud.

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