Here's one of my bad date stories. There's a TD;LR for those interested.

Let's call this particular date, "Jay".

So one day, I had received a message from Jay. Our conversations were elaborate, extensive, controversial, funny and at times, very fiery when disagreements were presented. It all added to the charm of the whole thing. We spoke via OkCupid for about a week before moving to text, Skype, and the like. 3 months of this passed - I was abroad at the time, so couldn't do much else - and so when I returned home, I was eager to meet like we had discussed. Suddenly, Jay seemed more distant, less interested, aloof. It was very odd behaviour, as it came out of the blue, and would routinely fluctuate between "I don't mind either way if you visit" and "I'd really like to have you down". (The latter only when I had stated that I was thinking to cancel the trip entirely.) In the end, a trip got booked - I was to come for a night then leave the next evening. Jay lived 250+ miles away and was a blatant workaholic, thus making it seemingly impossible that Jay would come see me. I accepted this. Jay had previously agreed to pay for half the travel/accom expenses, but due to unforeseen circumstances couldn't afford to all of a sudden. I accepted this also. I travelled 5 hours by train to see Jay. I was greeted at the station and we proceeded to hit up the nearest pubs and bars - it was a new city for me, so I was eager to explore a little. All in all, I can say that it was truly a fantastic night. Fast forward to the end of the night, and Jay and I end up back at my hotel. We had already mentioned our stances on sex beforehand, so I felt alright with the arrangement - Jay expressed shyness/pickiness in that regard, whilst I felt sex wasn't for first dates. Jay started to get a tad "frisky" - something which I put down to the copious amount of alcohol consumed that night - but I rejected the advances saying that I was uncomfortable with the idea. Jay accepted this, and fell straight to sleep. In the morning, the advances started again. I should state that Jay and I hadn't even kissed before these advances started, and the nature of these advances did not imply mouth-to-mouth contact of any kind. I was repeatedly removing Jay's hand from my "delicates", stating for Jay to stop it. Jay giggled through a "why?" - I believe Jay's impression was that I was playing a game or something- and my reply came out as "because it's unwanted". Jay immediately stopped, paused for a moment before getting up and getting dressed. Something was definitely up - Jay was avoiding eye contact quite obviously, and seemed to be overly chatty. We checked out early (7am) because we had a whole day of activities planned ahead of us before I was due to leave in the evening that day. We had just begun to walk the streets when Jay proclaimed that there was a lot of stuff that had to be done for work and so needed to go home! I was subsequently ditched in a city I didn't know, after having travelled so far, and feeling absolutely wrecked with a hangover coupled with only 1 hour's sleep (that's what I get for choosing Red Bull as my chaser). Ended up wasting an extra 50 quid on getting an earlier train back, as I simply was not functioning well enough physically or mentally to be able to last all day and evening there on my own. Not to mention the sting I felt from how things had unfolded just made me want to shut the world out for a bit.

TL;DR - Visited prospective date who lived 250 miles away on my own dime, end up getting ditched in a city I don't know after rejecting sexual advances on first date out of principle. That'll show me.