As a Beehive I had to attend a worthiness interview with the bishop. It was probably an interview prior to a temple trip to perform baptisms for the dead. I was feeling very awkward and nervous to be interviewed by this 50-year-old man all alone in his office behind a sound proof door. He had a large whiteboard to the right of his desk. He told me to name the steps leading up to sexual intercourse and he would draw a large diagram of the steps up a ladder to a slippery slope that would then plummet down. I knew it started with kissing but didn’t know much else. He prompted me to discover and then parrot all the steps leading to and culminating in special intercourse. I was horrified and ashamed. I felt I had no ability to refuse, to leave, or to say this was inappropriate. It groomed me to believe that older men had the right and authority to take me behind closed doors as a kid and ask me any sexual question they wanted — and also force me to speak or parrot what they wanted me to. I was humiliated.