Honestly, I feel more pressure to lie about my number because I’ve only slept with one person, and plan to. When I say this, I typically have to defend my choice: no, I don’t feel like I’m “missing out;” no, I don’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 mother’s generation it was sort of a goal, but now, if you haven’t slept with more than one person, people act like you’re missing something big and that you’re a total prudish, backward (probably *gasp* Christian!), limited human being. I’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. I’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.
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