Hard Choices. In a poll of 3,139 female BastardLife readers, 41% of you said you put sex first. "He was well off, well endowed," Melinda G., of New York told us, "but not well skilled in bed. After awhile, the fabulous apartment and all the trappings just weren't enough for me so I moved on. My mother called me a fool. If she's right, then I'm a fool who's been having orgasms every since."
Bill R., of West Hollywood said, "Sometimes a hot body and a stunning cock just isn't enough, especially when he doesn't know what to do with it—or you. I was dating a man who was the envy of all of my friends. We lived in the perfect house, had perfect jobs, and more money than we knew what to do with. We were the perfect looking couple, like we belonged together. But after two years of it not being even close to perfect in bed, I broke up with him. My new boyfriend and I have something better than care less sex, we have intimacy. Intimacy that has nothing to do with his cock size, peck size, or his paycheck."
"My girlfriend was literally the most loyal person I'd ever met," Jennifer T., of Dallas, TX., told us, "a true best friend. As a lover though I was always left secretly longing for more. I was never satisfied. For several years I felt horribly guilty about this. I grew more and more isolated from my friends and family because I was sure they would accuse me of being superficial and shallow because I always contemplated taking up a mistress or even leaving the relationship because of the sex. Eventually I did step out of the relationship, which only made me feel more guilting, until I began to experience both the friendship and the sex I was craving. It was hard to leave her, but ultimately I did and have been happily monogamous with my current girlfriend for nearly five years because of it."—C.D.