Valentine’s Day is just around the corner. To celebrate the day of Eros, we’re giving away five full sets of the following 11 love and sex titles, thanks to Hachette Book Group:
• THINGS I’VE LEARNED FROM WOMEN WHO’VE DUMPED ME by Ben Karlin
• SEND YOURSELF ROSES: THOUGHTS ON MY LIFE, LOVE, AND LEADING ROLES by Kathleen Turner
• LOVE IN 90 DAYS: THE ESSENTIAL GUIDE TO FINDING YOUR OWN TRUE LOVE by Diana Kirschner
• SUNDAYS AT TIFFANY’S by James Patterson and Gabrielle Charbonnet
• FREE YOURSELF TO LOVE: THE LIBERATING POWER OF FORGIVENESS by Jackie Kendall
• THE ITALIAN LOVER by Robert Hellenga
• LOOKING FOR MRS. FRIEDMAN: AND OTHER REALLY BAD IDEAS by Steve Friedman
• GETTING NAKED AGAIN: DATING, ROMANCE, SEX, AND LOVE WHEN YOU’VE BEEN DIVORCED, WIDOWED, DUMPED, OR DISTRACTED by Judith Sills
• WE TAKE THIS MAN by Candice Dow and Daaimah Poole
• SEXCAPADES by HoneyB
• LOVE AND OTHER NATURAL DISASTERS by Holly Shumas
Here’s what you have to do to be entered in the random drawing:
1. In the comments for this post, share with us a love and/or sex horror story from your life.
2. After that, e-mail us your answer, along with your name and mailing address. You must be a resident of the U.S. or Canada; no P.O. boxes.
We’ll announce the five winners on Friday, Feb. 13, or you can always just buy them on Amazon.
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A few Valentine’s days ago I was single for the first time and a little bummed out. I was getting my mail with some friends on campus and I saw what looked like a card from my grandma. I got really excited and opened it up only to find a card that basically said “why did you scare your man away? now you’re lonely on Valentine’s day” I was a little crushed! Gram thought it would be a funny joke I guess but thankfully she hasn’t sent me any more cards like that!
Last year me and my two roommates were all single for Valentine’s Day and there was a snow storm in Boston. So assuming we wouldn’t have classes the next day we started doing tequilla shots and having a dance party. Then in our drunken brilliance we decided to go play in the snow. Well my roommate slipped, badly bruising her tailbone and we went to bring her back inside only to find we had locked ourselves out. by the time we woke our landlord and got back in it was really late. To add insult to injury classes ended up not being cancelled. Survey of American Lit 2 just isn’t much fun with a teqilla hangover.
One time (ok, last weekend actually) my roommates and I decided to throw a party. I let some friends put their coats in my room, and towards the end of the party I thought they had all left, so my boyfriend and I went in there and started to fool around. We were both in bed, with our clothes on the floor, when people started coming in for their coats. I thought I had locked the door, but apparently not. They rushed out, but then my roommate came in to look for their coats…for some reason they hadn’t told her that we were in there. She took them, while we were in bed together, and left. I locked the door after that…
Ok, I actually thought of a better sex/love horror story…one time last semester, my boyfriend had told me that I couldn’t stay over the upcoming weekend because his dad was going to be there, so I said ok, and the week went by. That next weekend, he texted me saying, Come over, and I asked him if his dad was there, because he said earlier that he was coming up. He told me no, so I came over. It had been a long day for him and his roommates, so all the lights were out when I arrived. I put my pajamas on and climbed into bed and quickly fell asleep. Bright and early at 6AM, my boyfriend’s dad walks into the room to retrieve something he had put in there the night before. I was mortified and furious with my boyfriend, who tried to cover my head with his comforter. When my boyfriend walked out of his room his dad goes, “Oh hi Emma! I didn’t know you were staying over!” It was pretty embarrassing…
I went on a blind date with a man from an internet dating site who had looked pretty good from his picture and seemed nice. He claimed to be 30, with brown hair and weighing 180#. When I got there, I found out he lied…really bad. He was 50, 250# and bald! He’d used a picture of his son. I couldn’t run away fast enough.
I worked at Sea World over the summer and went on a date with a guy that worked with me just as a casual thing. During the date (he took me to a restaurant at Sea World, nice effort) he told me all about how depressing his life was and how much his happiness hinged on me liking him. As if that wasn’t heavy enough for a first date, he then told me he loved me and brought out a gorgeous necklace. When I refused to accept it, he immediately took it as me commenting on how poor he was and started on about what a snob I was and how I wasn’t good enough for him. He left in a huff, and it took me a second to realize I had been left with the the check. Wonderful. Needless to say, I never went on a date with him again, not that it stopped him from watching me at work! What a creep!
O.K. when I was in my late teens my girlfriend and I were fooling around. I was in an experimental mood I guess, so I started using a piece of candy called an atomic fireball as a sex toy. I’ll try not to be too graphic, but I put it inside her and she told me to get it out it was burning. Apparently atomic fireballs burn vaginas. They should put a warning on the wrapper. Anyway, my attempts at getting it out only pushed it farther in. She ran to the bathroom and spent 15 minutes trying to get it out. Finally I took her to the hospital. This was in a small town in East Texas and there was only one hospital. And her father worked there as a security guard. Never heard from her again.
The year my spouse gave me a box of chocolates with an engagement ring inside the box was the best Valentines ever