Hello once again my peeps and followers.

I am still wrestling with my demons, but they are weak little fuckers and I am winning the battle. Sex in general is frowned upon in my community unless it will directly lead to procreation. But I am slowly finding out that what is presented as gospel becomes something quite different behind closed doors.

I hinted at an incident on my "stumbleupon" account regarding seeing an adult video of a good little Mormon girl I know doing things that are totally against her upbringing. When I say I know her, she is more of an acquaintance that I know through work. I know her enough to know that prior to me finding the video, her story was that she was a virgin, and most acts of a sexual nature grossed her out. Me and another girl from work had a great time mostly making up gross sexual stories to get her reaction. Her reaction was always one filled with disgust and looks of embarrassment.  So, for the full story:

I had a friend over at the house one afternoon, and for whatever reason we were looking at a known free porn site and just seeing the different "home" videos that were posted. (Not a lesbian kind of thing with her, just so ya know). Anyways, we came across a video with a description that looked like we couldn't pass it up. The video starts in a bedroom, and a guy setting up a camera (the girl has knowledge of it if that's what you are thinking). The guy has a remote, and it must be hooked to a TV next to the camera, because as he gets on the bed, he starts zooming in and out like a movie director. At first, the lighting isn't all that good, but he gets back up and turns on another light. He zooms back in, and it didn't strike me at first how familiar she looked. She starts out with her ass towards the camera, and starts giving him head. Mr. Director himself moves her over to the side so he can watch what is happening. The video then cuts to her riding him "reverse cowgirl" style. When she starts moaning and talking dirty is when I make the connection. That is the point that I start freaking the fuck out. I tell my friend who she is and in the middle of me explaining why this is so damn funny, he zooms in just in time for her to slide her ass over his cock. She has obviously done that before, you don't just anal sex on a whim and act like you enjoy it. The video ends with him blowing his load all over her face and chest.

So, at work the next day, I pull out my I-phone at lunch and find the video and show it to my coworker. She recognized her almost right away, and was just as hysterical when I told her that's what I thought. When he started to fuck her in the ass, she started freaking out even more. At the end of the video, she asked to watch it again, and about a minute in to the short video, Molly Mormon came in. I wasn't going to say anything right then, but my coworker couldn't resist.

Well, as expected, Molly Mormon starts crying hysterically, all the while saying it's not her. We tried to talk to her, and when she calmed down, got pretty pissed. Pissed at us for "finding" it, pissed at her boyfriend for posting it, pissed that there are places to upload personal videos, etc. She leaves the room to yell at her boyfriend and my coworker and I just break out laughing. Luckily we composed ourselves before Molly came back in.

When we finally got her to open up about it, we found out how much of a freak she was. I won't give ages, but she first had sex when she was much much too young to be doing it. She continued having sex with this older boy for a year until he moved away. She stole a dildo from the older sister of a non-mormon friend and almost immediately started experimenting with different uses for it. She befriended a boy in her neighborhood for one reason. Sex. Her mom caught them before they had started doing anything, and after a huge uproar where everyone got involved from church leaders to grandparents to aunts and uncles, she swore off of the sin until she got married. That lasted 2 days. At first, it was a "just in the shower" thing. That held her off for a couple of weeks. Then she was back to her dildo and didn't have "sex" again until last year when she met her boyfriend.

She met "him" at a party where she was "pressured" in to having a couple of drinks. An hour after she met him, she was in his car giving him a blowjob. The next day, he picked her up from home and a half an hour later was fucking him in the backseat of his car. It quickly progressed in to what she called "porno" sex. He lived with a roommate who was never home, and things got nasty. They would watch a porno, and do whatever they were doing in the porno. That included everything except for the girl on girl stuff, but went as far as including ATM's (Ass to mouth). They finally started taping it, and she thought that she had all the copies hidden at home. Yeah, well, except for the one.

That is my point, there is a lot that goes on behind closed doors in this community. Another case in point: A friend of mine, who was 17 at the time, knew a guy from her mom's work. (I am going to use some terms that I know nothing about here, so bare with me). This guy had a calling in his church where he was high up in the church. He was married in the temple, had two children, and was very active in his church. This guy also did side jobs, including sprinkler systems. Well, her parents had him install a system and my friend just happened to be out suntanning in a bikini that day. (She is A LOT like me). She started talking to him, which led to a water fight, which led to them fucking in her bedroom. They had sex 3 more times in the course of him putting in the sprinkler system. (HIGH UP IN HIS CHURCH!)

I know of another woman who was very active in her church who was regularly having sex with her son's best friend (He was in his twenties). Another friend of mine got married in the temple, and within two weeks caught her husband "sexting" a male co-worker!

My community is so Mormon! They are all "better than us", but behind closed doors, they are JUST LIKE US! It just bugs me. Most of my friends were baptized LDS, and though some of them follow the guidelines of their church, many of them are just as bad as me, if not worse.

So, enough of my rambling. Lets talk about sex! So, I met a woman at a bookstore of all places. ( I am still kind of seeing her). I don't normally do the whole "book store" thing, but I had an unexpected night off, was bored, was lonely, and wanted something cheap to do. I searched for a book, bought it with a large Mocha and a couple of cookies, took off my coat, and found a comfortable chair. I had been there probably an hour when the urge to use the bathroom overtook me. I set my book down and asked this pretty woman sitting close to me if she would watch my stuff. She agreed, and when I got back, she struck up a conversation about the book I was reading. I didn't think anything of it, and we ended up talking about various things for the better part of an hour. I was probably about 8 and I realized that I was hungry, so I got up to excuse myself and explained why. She asked where I was going, and told her I didn't really know. She said that she hadn't eaten either, and asked if I had ever been Lucy's. (It's a pizza place).

So we agree on her meeting me at my place, and for us to go over there in her car. The whole time over there, I am thinking that this is pretty much a date, but don't know how. I wasn't reading a book that put a balloon over my head saying that I was "bi" or a lesbian, and even after talking with her for an hour, I wasn't completely sure that she was. But it sure sounded like I was being asked out. "Shannon" is 34, and will be 35 on Christmas day. She is probably about 5'7, weighs maybe 135/140, is pretty despite her minimal use of makeup, wears glasses, and has long brown hair that was pulled up when we met. So, we met at my place, and I asked her to come up so I could get a heavier coat. Once inside, I excused myself for a moment to "spruce up" as it were, and grab my coat. When I came out, she commented on how nice my place was, asked if I lived with anyone.......BOOM! alarms go off in my head. Am I being set up for something? Is she just being nice? Or is my living alone some part of her plan. I told her that I have a roommate (which I still don't) that usually gets home (glance at the clock) at about 9:00 or so. She asked if I was ready, I said yes, and then she asked me........."I just have to ask, not that it makes any difference, but I kind of got a feeling about you, that maybe, you were a lesbian." I was floored. I asked how she knew that, and she explained that she had been a lesbian since she was 14, and a lesbian in this town starts getting really acute "gaydar", and that although she is not always right, she usually was. With coy little smile on my face, I told her that I wasn't a lesbian, but I was a confused bisexual who hadn't slept with a man in a month of sundays. She smiled back and said "So, would it be wrong of me to consider this a date? Or is that assuming too much?" I told her that we could consider this a date, and I was surprised that she could tell that I was in to chicks. (LOL).

After dinner of greasy pizza, she asked if I wanted to go get a drink somewhere. I didn't really like the idea of going to one of the popular hangouts where I could run in to people I knew, and told her so. She said she knew of a place in Pocatello where we could go and just kick back and enjoy each others company. The ride down was just longer than an hour, and I really enjoyed talking to her. We talked about each others backgrounds, told some stories...........one of which I kind of got emotional about, and she laid her soft hand on the back of my neck and consoled me. I got shivers (the good kind) all the way down to my toes when she did that.

The bar was just as she explained, but I just wasn't all that in to it, and neither was she. I had a couple of twisted teas in me, and she only one, so we decided to jet. On our way back, we stopped at an Indian Casino,and after I spent $20 with no payout, got pretty bored with that. We talked all the way back in to Idaho Falls, and without asking, started driving me home. When she pulled in, I asked if she wanted to come up for another drink. When we got inside, she asked if she could use the bathroom. I was in the kitchen, told her where it was (As if she couldn't find it in the grand palace that is my apartment), and I no sooner heard the door shut when panic set in. My little blue friend was sitting right out in the open for all the world to see, right next to the shower.