Chapter 3: Brad Pushes For More

Over the Christmas school break, Brad was at our house almost every day. I often saw Katie and Brad sitting together watching TV in the family room, snuggling close with Katie’s head on Brad’s shoulder or his arm around her. They looked like a happy, and non-sexual, teen couple.

However, one evening during the first week of the school break Katie came to me crying. “Mom, Brad says that he is tired of just holding hands and a goodnight peck. He said that he needs more than just being platonic friends. I am afraid he won’t want to date me anymore. Can’t I go just a little further and still keep my chastity pledge? I don’t want to lose him!”

I thought back to my college experience with Tim – the pain of losing a boy because of the chastity pledge and the irrevocable consequences of breaking that pledge – the guilt I felt and the libertine sex that eventually followed. But I was 20 when I broke my pledge. I didn’t want that for my 16-year-old daughter. I was torn between being the Mom who helped ease her pain and the Mom who encouraged her chastity pledge.

“Sweetie, I am glad you came to me and shared your concerns. And I am proud of how you have kept your pledge. What is it that Brad wants you to do?”

“Mom, he said that when we kiss he wants to kiss me longer and have me touch his penis while we kiss. He even tried to touch my boobs today, and I brushed his hand away and told him that I couldn’t allow it. He was upset and pouted. Would it be okay if I allowed just that much touching?”

“Honey, that may seem to be just a little wrinkle in the pledge, but trust me, if you agree to that he will still want more over time. I really want you to keep the pledge and not succumb to temptation, particularly the first time it appears. You are stronger than that!”

“Mom, what if he says he wants to date other girls who will do those things? How can I keep him and keep my pledge?”

I took a deep breath, looked at my own soul, considered my love and devotion to my daughter and my marital vows to my husband, and reached a momentous decision.

“Sweetie, here is what I propose. You and Brad can continue to kiss, and have longer kisses but still closed-mouth ones. While you kiss, I will be the one to touch his penis over his pants and he can fondle my breasts over my top. You will remain pure.”

“But isn’t that cheating on Daddy?”

“Well, it is sexual but isn’t like full blown sex with another man, so maybe it is technically cheating but I can handle that as the price for your continued chastity. But Daddy can never know about it. Okay?”

“You’d do that for me?”

“Yes, sweetheart. I’d do it for you and for your future.”