My story isn’t earth shattering but it was embarrassing and so very awkward. It was in the early 90’s as I was interviewing to turn my papers in to go on a mission. I am a female and I was 20 years old at the time. My bishop was older, probably in his 70’s. I am from a small town with literally three nonmembers in my entire town. My bishop happened to be my Grandpas brother, so he was sort of an uncle to me. I had participated in the ever popular act of “levi-loving” in my high school years with my boyfriend. If your not familiar with the term. It have also heard it called “dry-humping” Sort of acting out sex but fully clothed. As I confessed to my bishop, he clearly wasn’t familiar with the term. I tried to describe it, he still wasn’t understanding. I had to get more specific. He still didn’t get it. So I got even more specific using terms like “he didn’t enter me, but we went through the motions” It was awful! He needed to know details to determine if I was worthy to go on my mission. He didn’t know what to do with me.