[Part 1 here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jqpyqz/a_good_mormon_girl_breaks_the_law_of_chastity/)
“So, again, I ask Kenzie… do you keep the Law of Chastity?”
Once, a few months prior, Kenzie had been home by herself. For one hour on a Friday night. All alone upstairs, her siblings had other activities and her parents were on a date.
This is an ancient longing. A feeling that must be ignored until the right time, lest… She was a woman. Blonde, curly hair. Impossibly small waist supporting the top of the hourglass. The moon was always the keeper of time, with Her shifting phases.
Kenzie pretended to ignore those stolen glances in the hall of her ward. Men with empty eyes. Few with eyes of that dark blue fire that sent a tingle down her spine. Her chastity depended on her ignoring them. And now, in the presence of Brother W. She could not hide.
Too many nights with her own fingers deep inside that small opening up into to her pelvis, desperately trying to find that end of her story, only to be met with a sullied and lackluster denouement. Powerless to seal her own fate.