"Actually, I more wanted to ask you a question about sex."
Kathy seemed somewhat less thrilled about that but said okay.
"Did you and Bob do anything naughty before he set off for his mission?" I asked.
"We certainly didn't have sex, if that's what you're asking."
"Well maybe not all of sex," I said, "but..."
"But what?" asked Kathy.
"Don't make me spell it out," I said. "All of the words are so embarrassing. Just -- if you're okay with telling me -- how far did you guys go?"
"We made out a few times."
"What kind of making out?" I asked. "Could you feel his... you know..."
"What?" she asked, shocked. "Of course not! Perish the thought! He was just about to set off for his mission when we started dating. As you know, a missionary needs to keep himself morally clean."
"But did you want to?" I asked.
"Jill!" she said, "What kinds of questions are these? Of course I didn't want to. Bob is my eternal companion, not some sort of plaything of the Devil! We love each other with a pure, spiritual love."
"So you're saying that you've never found it difficult to avoid impure thoughts even though you're in love with him?"
"A little, but not really. I care more about being worthy to go through the temple with him than I care about sinning. Why are you asking this? Are you having some sort of morality problem? Is some boy pressuring you to do more than you're comfortable doing?"
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