I’d been dating a young man in my ward for over a year. We were young, and often found ourselves alone, which over the course of the year lead to some inappropriate behavior (as defined by The Church).
We both decided it was time to come clean. However, my father was our bishop so we chose to make an appointment with the Stake President. I did not want to have to tell my dad about my indiscretions. I remember the Stake President probing me for details. It felt very uncomfortable, but I figured it must be necessary to come clean about everything in order to be forgiven. After feeling like I gave my Stake President a play by play of mine and my boyfriends sex lives over the last several months, he then asked me if my boyfriend ever got me to orgasm. I looked at him strangely, like why in the world would that matter? I racked my brain to think how that might affect me repenting. But he hadn’t ever gotten me to orgasm, so I told the Stake President that. He got angry and told me that my boyfriend was selfish, that I deserved better, and if he really cared about me he’d get me to orgasm.
It was the most uncomfortable interview I’ve ever had.