Dolly Endowment Now that President Oaks has taken advantage of me, I donât know what to do. I came to the temple thinking it would be the most edifying experience of my life. I knew that secret rituals are performed there, rituals that are too sacred to speak about outside of the temple, but I never imagined that a man I trust would abuse his priesthood authority to violate my body. Even more humiliating was that President Oaks had his son watch while he took my virginity. After he had finished using me, they left me alone in his office to mop his semen off my body and put my clothes back on. My hands were shaking as I thought about the seriousness of what I had just done. I could never go back to the way I was before. I feel so betrayed. I canât believe my parents didnât warn me about President Oaks. Is this normal? Does this happen to every girl who comes to the temple? Why have I kept my mind and body pure my whole life, if I was just going to be defiled by my leader? And now I donât know where to turn for help. I feel so ashamed and hopeless. I canât talk to my parents about what happened. And no one will ever want to marry me me after what President Oaks did to me. And Iâm afraid that the worst is yet to come. Rather than sending me home to my parents, the temple workers instructed me to clean myself up, and then escorted me to another room with a tall, white curtain â the temple veil. I can see the silhouette of someone behind the veil, and I can hear him breathing. Who is it? And what is he going to do to me? I want to go home, but the temple workers close the door, locking me in the room with this stranger. Sister Dolly Leigh
