Enough to make Hugh Hefner look like a monk.
I also wish it had been only one.
I’m happy with my one. No wish for change.
There are two that I’d remove and two that I’d like to add, so it wouldn’t change.
I think I’ve got a pretty good chance with one of the two (and a snowball’s chance in hell with the other). I doubt that I will marry her or any of the previous ones, so I’m not even going to try and come up with a lifetime total.
How’re YOU doing?
Why, I’m practically perfect in every particular. You?
At the moment I always wished I had all of them. Right now I’m not certain I wish I’d had any of them.
And by “them” I don’t just mean the few I actually had.
I would keep the number the same but I would trade a couple of missed opportunities from before my marriage for a couple of the ones since my divorce last year in particular that one fucking stalker psycho.
I’ll take one of those, please. Unfortunately, one of the biggest let-down of being an adult is realizing they just don’t exist, and getting involved with your savior is probably going to be an unhealthy relationship anyway. Not enough equal ground.
Skald, sure, i’ll try it once. I am generally not a fan of sweet pies, though. The Brits have it right - meat in pies, and I make a pie with ground beef and potatoes that is *to die *for.
Hmm…none of the things I think of writing now is best written here. I shall instead whistle.
I wish I’d had fewer. I was kinda like you Skald I had a lot of sex for no real reason. I also think it would have been nice if I had met my now-hubby way back then. Then we’d be one of those cute little old couples mentioned above.
p.s. THIS gal knows how to make a mean sweet 'tater pie 
And I’m in complete agreement with you on the whipped cream bit.
(no offense Anaamkia)
I’m more offended by your spelling of my name! Anaamkia? J/K of course, and you liking pie is no skin off my back. I don’t have to eat it.
Skald, be nice. 
I sometimes wish that I’d had about 6-7 more partners, just to make it a nice round ten (depending on what you call sex, it would be 6 or 7).
No real reason, although there are some things I might have liked to tried, or at least done more often before I got with my girlfriend (who doesn’t like certain things done, nor does she like to do it either.)
Realistically, there was an opportunity about four months ago that didn’t pan out due to poor timing and I doubt I’ll ever get the chance with her again, which is a shame. In fantasy-land, I don’t know. I simultaneously wish for that one special someone but also wouldn’t mind a few dozen partners.
I can’t even estimate the number of sexual partners I’ve had, so any increase (or decrease, for that matter) would be pointless.
I do regret, though, the guys whom I didn’t give a second chance. Or give myself a second chance with them. And there were a few memorable ones who, I think, would have been great husband material, if it weren’t for my own insecurities. But that’s the way it is with anonymous sex: you just never know what might have been.
Hee hee … concentrating too much on where to put those two a’s ! 
Anaamika, you poor, beknighted non-Southerner. You have no idea the sheer glory that is Sweet Potato Pie.
*1 pound 3 ounces sweet potatoes, peeled and cubed
1 1/4 cups plain yogurt
3/4 cup packed, dark brown sugar
1/2 teaspoon of cinnamon
1/4 teaspoon of nutmeg
5 egg yolks
Salt
1 (9-inch) deep dish, frozen pie shell
1 cup chopped pecans, toasted
1 tablespoon maple syrup
Special equipment: steamer basket
Put cubed potatoes into steamer basket and place steamer basket into a large pot of simmering water that is no closer than 2 inches from the bottom of basket. Allow to steam for 20 minutes or until the potatoes are fork tender. Mash with potato masher and set aside.
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.
Place sweet potatoes in the bowl of a stand mixer and beat with the paddle attachment. Add yogurt, brown sugar, cinnamon, nutmeg, yolks, and salt, to taste, and beat until well combined. Pour this batter into the pie shell and place onto a sheet pan. Sprinkle pecans on top and drizzle with maple syrup.
Bake for 50 to 55 minutes or until the custard reaches 165 to 180 degrees. Remove from oven and cool. Keep refrigerated after cooling.*
–Alton Brown, Food Network
As a Georgia boy, Alton gets it pretty close to perfect. If you knew how to make this, you could have added quite a few young men to your list. 
Yeah, one of the two ways to a man’s heart, right? Well I only learned to cook 3-4 years ago.
[hijack]I did a cleanse diet a few years ago where you had to eat tonnes of sweet potatoes, and you couldn’t have sugar and such.
I modified my sweet potato pie receipe so that it’s free from added sugar. I’d be happy to send you the receipe if you’d like. (assuming that there’s not too much sugar in the sweet potatoes themselves).
Granted, it’s not as tasty as when you add the brown sugar crumble on top, but it was still pretty good. [/hijack]
As to the OP - hard to answer. I guess I think it might be nice to have met someone and fallen in love with them, and only been with them for my whole life. However, things didn’t work out that way, but I’m not particularly unhappy with the way things did turn out, so - I dunno - good question!