I got involved with a divorced lady in my ward. We started going out, and, before too long, wound up happily in the rack a couple of times or so. I was suddenly overcome with good ol' inbred LDS guilt, and went to the bishop to fess up.
He told me I had to name the other party, which I refused. I felt that if she needed to repent, then she would talk to him about it, not me. (Plus, it wou
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