As I sit in the darkness of the chapel, surrounded by the silence of the night, I often find myself lost in thought. The shadows cast by the candles on the alta...
As I kneel in prayer, my hands clasped together in a pious gesture, I often find myself fantasizing about the very things I'm supposed to be praying against. Th...
As I sit in the dimly lit attic of the mansion, surrounded by the musty smell of old trunks and forgotten memories, I find myself drawn to the sharp edge of my ...
As I sit in the dimly lit chambers of the ancient shrine, surrounded by the whispers of the spirits, I find myself consumed by a most unholy fascination. The ka...
As I lay in bed, my mind wanders to the things I shouldn't think about. The memories of my missionary days, where I was constantly surrounded by the opposite se...
As I sit in my dorm room, surrounded by the quiet of the night, I find myself thinking about the most taboo subjects. It's not the sex, although that's a big pa...
As I sit in my dorm room, surrounded by the quiet of the night, I find myself lost in a sea of forbidden thoughts. I'm a Mormon, and I'm supposed to be pure, bu...