A "slut" is what haters call a liberated person, and that's what I am. I'm liberated. And the most liberating truth I've learned in the past few years has been this: You don't need to be in a relationship to live your life romantically.
As you meet your next special someone, have the courage to overlook tiny imperfections. Too many of us overlook wonderful people in hopes that someone better might be right around the corner. Find the courage to be a little less scrutinizing.
In my book, I write about a man who loved my farts. I'm leaving it in because, well, it's about time more women write more honestly about sex, about gratification, about their needs for both receiving and giving, even about farting.