Honestly, I feel more pressure to lie about my number because Iâ€™ve only slept with one person, and plan to. When I say this, I typically have to defend my choice: no, I donâ€™t feel like Iâ€™m â€śmissing out;â€ť no, I donâ€™t think sleeping with more men would make me wiser or mature; yes, I really do feel satisfied and, after four years of great sex, predict that such feelings will continue. I know in my motherâ€™s generation it was sort of a goal, but now, if you havenâ€™t slept with more than one person, people act like youâ€™re missing something big and that youâ€™re a total prudish, backward (probably *gasp* Christian!), limited human being. Iâ€™m not any of those things. I think having as many partners as you want is a wonderful thing, be it none or two hundred. For me, at this point in time, I want one. I have one. Iâ€™m happy. And this long tirade is just proof of how, again, I felt the need to defend myself. But that was basically my point.