I once got to know a girl who was very hot but undeniably racist. The unsettling mix of her intense physical beauty with the repellent views she espoused gave her an aura of depravity that was pure dynamite. It drove me crazy - the combo worked like a sprocket and lockring, my loins and my heart the threads around which each tightened. In the end it was sad, because of course I had to choose between the maintenance of my ideals and the chance to feast on the very distillate of sexual abandon.
So?! What did you choose???