I thought it might get better. After a bit of a rough start, I tried to be hopeful that we would eventually sync up as we progressed to the good stuff, but sadly that sync up would never arrive: I was in the middle of one of the worst hook ups ever and I didn't know how to get out.
He was perfectly cute when I met him out at the bar, just a little less cute when he arrived at my apartment a few days later after a series of escalatingly flirty sexts. Maybe it was the fact that he was drunk, or trying to kick box with me when all I wanted to do was get off and go to sleep. Whatever it was, I knew I wanted it to end before it even began. But how do you excuse yourself from something so intimate? Is it better to power through and make the best of it or just bring everything to a full stop and ask them to leave?
We want to hear from you dear reader: tell about your hook ups from hell (and don't spare in the gory details). Let's all bask in the terrible afterglows together. While you're at it, let us know what you think is right when it comes to hook up etiquette when you're not into it.