Never Date a Clean Freak
"My periods usually last five days, but just to be safe, I waited until the seventh day before having sex with a guy I'd been dating. He got on top of me, and we went to it with gusto until, mid-thrust, he noticed his penis was covered in blood. We were on really expensive 300-thread-count sheets. What's more, his cleaning lady does his laundry, so the thought of leaving bloody sheets for her to find mortified him. So he did what any true gentleman would and lifted up my legs, then walked me off the bed and across the room in reverse wheelbarrow position. All this so I wouldn't drip on anything. I just laughed the entire way."
--Terry Sullivan*, 31

Why Women Take So Long in Bathrooms
"I wasn't supposed to get my period for at least another 10 days, but it came early ‑- on the day my boyfriend and I had planned to go on a romantic one-day getaway to the beach. Needless to say, getting my period that morning was annoying, but I was certain it wouldn't be that big a deal. So, along with my beach towel, bathing suit and sunscreen, I packed the necessary toiletries and decided to make the best of it. It took us an hour and a half to get to the beach. I'd been laying out for about 30 minutes when I started to sense that my tampon might not be holding in everything that it should. I whispered to my boyfriend that I had to make a run for the girls' room. By the time I made it, blood had soaked through my tampon and all over my brand-new cream-colored bathing suit. I changed my tampon and decided the only thing I could do was wash out my suit. So I reluctantly made my way out of the stall with only my top on and got to work scrubbing my bloody bikini bottoms in the sink. Those were some of the longest minutes of my life. Miraculously, I managed to wash out all signs of blood with cold water and soap. I put the bottoms back on, headed back to my towel and hoped no one wondered why my bikini bottoms were soaking wet while the rest of me was completely dry!"
--Reilly Martin, 33