I had a boyfriend as a teenager that I “fooled around” with. I was told that in order to repent I would need to confess to my Bishop. My Bishop was a good man and I don’t think he got any pleasure in asking, but he did what he felt was required of him and asked very detailed questions about who touched who and where. I was incredibly embarrassed and ashamed. I am mostly past that, but it’s incredibly awkward for me to run into him when I visit home. I don’t think the interview needed to be that detailed. The sexual shaming in Mormonism lasted well into my marriage. I was robbed of normal sexual development.