Whenever I see other girls at church, I wonder if they have the same dirty thoughts I have. I know it’s wrong, but I just can’t stop thinking about sex. Sex with girls, sex with boys, it doesn’t matter. And it seems like I’m the only girl struggling with naughty desires. If there’s one girl I can’t get out of my mind, it’s Zoe. She’s such a good girl, and she’s so pretty. Every time I see her at church, I can barely resist the temptation to grab her and kiss her on the lips. The other day my stepmom told me that I was growing up too fast. With tears in her eyes, she said it was time for me to receive my endowment in the temple. Why was she crying? I thought the temple was the most sacred place on earth? It wasn’t long before I found out what made my stepmom so sad. When she dropped me off at the temple, I was ushered into a changing room — but it wasn’t empty. Zoe was waiting there for me. I tried to act normal, but my heart was racing. I couldn’t stop looking at her body. I thought sh