Sister Clark is feeling very guilty because she keeps having erotic dreams about her companion. And the worst part is that she can’t tell anyone about it. She can’t tell her companion — what would she think? And she can’t tell the mission president, because she’s sure he’d send her home if he knew what kind of fantasies she has. But she feels like she has to tell someone. So one morning, when her companion gets in the shower, she pulls out her missionary journal and starts to write the dream down in vivid detail. “I’m having impure thoughts about my companion. I had that dream again, the one I’ve been having for about three weeks, almost every night. In the dream, we’re sitting in the living room reading, and I feel her energy, and suddenly I can’t help myself from grabbing her and having to her and I tear her clothes off…” As she describes the dream, it’s almost like she’s back in it. Her breathing speeds up and she unbuttons her shirt. She slips a hand under her skirt and her garments to touch her warm pussy. In the dream, she and her companion sit side by side on the sofa, reading their scriptures. But she can’t focus — all she can think about is having rough sex with her companion. Sister Sorkin seems oblivious to Sister Clark’s lust — she’s totally focused on the Book of Mormon. She’s such a good missionary. She’d never willingly break the rules. If Sister Clark is ever going to enjoy her, she knows she’ll just have to take what she wants. She puts her scriptures down and slides over. Sister Sorkin looks at her warily and asks what she’s doing. Then Sister Clark pounces on her, pushing her down onto the couch and kissing her while she struggles. Sister Sorkin can’t believe this is happening. She resists, but Sister Clark can’t be stopped. She takes her companion’s scriptures and throws them across the room, and then rips off her dress. Sitting their in her garments, Sister Sorkin feels scared and powerless. Sister Clark pulls her up by her hair and takes off her garment top. When Sister Sorkin keeps complaining, Sister Clark roughly pushes her face in the couch to shut her up. “Just let me do what I want!” Then she strips off Sister Sorkin’s garment bottoms and forces her legs open to get a look at her pussy. Completely naked, Sister Sorkin continues to complain. But as Sister Clark licks and sucks her pussy, she can tell that her companion is giving in to the pleasure. She takes off her own skirt and garments, then slaps her companion’s thigh. Then she crawls between her legs and gets to work on her pussy with her mouth and hands. Sister Sorkin moans and whimpers—she knows it’s wrong, but having her pussy eaten feels so good. She’s never even masturbated before, so she had no idea that she could feel like anything this intense. She begs her companion to stop, but really she wants her to keep licking her pussy forever. She feels like she’s about to cum, and she knows it’s against the commandments, but there’s nothing she can do to stop it. As Sister Clark sucks and licks, a shudder of pleasure passes through her companion’s body as she cums. Sister Sorkin has become completely compliant. Sister Clark kisses her tenderly for a minute, then yanks her up by her hair and drags her to the coffee table. She forces her down on the table and climbs on top. She wants to get off too, even if she has to use her companion’s unwilling body to do it. Sister Clark starts to rub her own pussy. Sister Sorkin can’t stop looking, so Sister Clark puts a book over her face and tells her not to watch. She can’t believe that she’s finally having sex with her innocent companion. She rubs herself faster and she knows she’s going to cum soon. Sister Sorkin wants to see why her companion is moaning, so she peeks over the top of the book right as Sister Clark cums. She squirts all over Sister Sorkin’s chest. And then she comes back to her senses. She’s sitting in the kitchen, writing in her journal. She feels bad about the dream, but she really hopes she’ll have it again tonight.