3sheets2thewind wrote:"...told me about the "chastity" talk given by his Bishop. Apparently the Bishop was tired of all the immoral and stupid excuses."
Haaa haa, this reminded me of my BYU Branch towards the end of my freshman year. When the sacrament tray was passed, it would go up and down the row, person-to-person, untouched. It was quite a sight to behold. In fact, I think the bread tray was returned with more bread than what it went out with.
Docking? Soaking? Gazing? WTF!!!!! I am soooooooo glad that I had a nice, sweet, beautiful, nasty, horny, away from home for the first time, wanting to try everything her TBM mother taught her not to do, nymphomaniac girlfriend who just wanted to f**k several times a night. Being a strong, virile, 18 year old, I was more than happy to oblige. The BEST education I had at BYU. I was still plagued by "Mormon-think" though. The whole time I was trying to figure out how I was going to rationalize my activities away prior to my mission interviews.