My Sluthood, Myself.S  Last summer, I suffered the breakup of a
relationship I'd thought would be permanent. Since then, I've
had sexual interactions of the orgasmic kind with 9 different
people, none of which I was ever in a committed relationship
with.  I'm not telling you this to shock (though I am specifying
the number because we all need to get over the whole "OMG! Be
ashamed of your NUMBER! It's either too big or too small!"
thing). I'm telling you this because of something else that's
also true about me: I'd really like to be in a long-term,
probably monogamous relationship. That's right, folks, I'm a
slut who craves a stable, loving, committed relationship. File
me under "Lookin' fer luv: ur doin it wrong."  That's the story
we get sold, right? That women who sleep around are destroying
their chances at True Love. Something to do with bonding
hormones getting all used up? Or is it that we have so little
self-esteem that no one could love us? Or maybe it's that we're
all used candy wrappers or dirty ma