Modest Woman 1984
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On Sunday, September 16, 1984 the sun shone brightly through the stained glass windows of the youth chapel at First Baptist Church in Abbeville, South Carolina.
Emily, all 5’1″ 100 pounds of her, stood at the podium addressing the group of girls and young women that had packed into the chapel to hear her.
John, her handsome husband whom people were always comparing to Michael J. Fox, stood next to her on the stage.
Emily Thompson Smith. Every Christian girl in these parts knew that name and her story. She was the only child of Reverend Joseph Thompson, the well-known pastor and host of the popular radio program called The Bible Tells Me So, where he applied conservative Christian Biblical principles to day to day life. The program talked a lot about submission to authority, purity, and modesty.
She had recently graduated from the ultra-conservative Bob Jones University with a degree in Biblical Studies — and an engagement ring! During her time there, she had met John, a kind and gentle young man whose family owned a Christian book publishing house. After a brief but chaste courtship, John had proposed to her right before their graduation in May.
Reverend Thompson officiated the beautiful outdoor wedding in August as hundreds of friends and family and even local officials joined in the celebration.
To the girls and young women in the audience, Emily was the paragon for feminine modesty and virtue and evidence that God rewarded those who followed His ways.
“The female body is the most beautiful and sacred creation of God.” She began.
She continued talking about the Ark of the Covenant in the Old Testament and how the priests always kept it covered from the eyes of the people.
She warned of compromise and the dangers of relative standards. Weaving together Biblical exegesis, history, culture, and psychology she expounded a standard of modesty for women to cover their bodies from the shoulders to the knees.
She brought up the example of swimming. She said that many otherwise modest young women will wear one-piece bathing suits. She talked about how that wasn’t modest as it reveals portions of a woman’s bottom and thighs down below and cleavage up top. She said, even when swimming, girls should wear a t-shirt and swim trunks over their one piece bathing suits to keep covered from shoulder to knees.
Emily was a naturally gifted speaker. Her mind was sharp and insightful and her knowledge was broad and deep. She had also inherited her father’s ability to mesmerize an audience.
With her blonde hair framing her face like a halo and and piercing blue eyes – she almost looked angelic.
She then continued on with the topic of purity. She talked about how she and John only started holding hands after their engagement, and that their first kiss had been at the altar after Reverend Thompson had said, “You may kiss the bride”.
A blush crept into her face as she told how their first night together had felt all the more special knowing they had kept themselves from any hint of impurity and had fully saved themselves for marriage.
Afterwards, there was a long line of young women, wanting to meet her in person and ask her their own questions.
Buoyant in spirit, but exhausted in body, she and John finally left the church at 2 in the afternoon, ready to make the 4 hour journey home. The monotonous hum of the car wheels on the road soon lulled her into sleep.
The lurch of the car onto the gravel shoulder woke her from her slumber.
“It’s ok, Em,” John explained. “I think we may have a problem with the radiator and the engine is overheating. I need to let it cool down and check what is going on.”
Emily immediately said a quiet prayer asking for guidance and help. No sooner had she finished praying, then a large sheriff’s pickup pulled up behind them.
The door opened and out stepped a mountain of man.
Sheriff Jefferson Daniels.
Daniels was a living legend around these parts. 6’9″ 270 pounds of pure muscle.He was an All-American linebacker in college who volunteered for the Marines. He had served multiple tours in Vietnam receiving numerous citations for bravery and valor. And now for the past decade, he served as the sheriff of Lexington County.
Moreover, he was a man of faith with a strong belief in and devotion to the Bible.
Accompanying him was Bear, his faithful canine companion and drug sniffing dog.
“Howdy, there!” He greeted them with a warm smile as he walked to John’s side of the car.
Emily immediately recognized him as he walked towards them. There was no one else it could be. Even if her eyes had been closed she would have recognized him by his voice – so masculine, so powerful, so authoritative! He was a regular phone interview guest on her father’s show, and she had listened to him many times talking about issues.
As he walked towards them, the badge and gun glinting on his massive, muscular frame, she viscerally felt something deep within her stirring in response to his undeniable physical and legal power.
John got out of his car and shook his hand, explaining the elazığ escort situation to him.
The sheriff asked for their identification which John handed over.
“You’re Reverend Thompson’s daughter aren’t you?” he said looking at Emily who was seated in the car. “I read about your wedding in the local paper.”
Emily nodded.
“I was just on your father’s radio program a few weeks ago,” he mentioned.
He had been on the show talking about how he was using the Law Enforcement Explorers program to reach out to troubled young men. In the interview, the sheriff explained how the traditional Law Enforcement Explorers program was designed for young people considering a career in law enforcement.
The sheriff’s version of the program, however, was unique. Instead of just looking for young men already interested in a career in law enforcement, he deliberately reached out to and recruited young men who had previously been on the other side of the law having an arrest record for minor infractions such as school fights, simple possession of marijuana, trespassing, or breaking curfew. Instead of alienating them further, Sheriff Daniels saw this as an opportunity to break the cycle and to have them experience what it was like to be an agent of the law, rather than a target of the law. He had had great success with his first year of that, and had successfully recruited for this year.
Emily had listened to that broadcast. “You were talking about the Explorer’s program, right?” Emily responded. “I have always respected your grasp of the nuances of secular law as well as Scripture and how they should be applied.”
“I was just praying for God to send someone to help us, and I believe it is no coincidence that you were the one to come help us,” she continued.
He smiled sincerely, “Well then, let’s stop jawing and actually help you. You young people look hot out here. Why don’t you come with me into town, and I will have your car towed to our repair shop.”
Grateful, John and Emily accepted.
However, as Emily opened the car door, stepped out, and came towards the sheriff, Bear looked at her with keen intensity. He began whining and barking and lunging towards Emily as the sheriff held tightly onto the leash.
A brief look of studied interest passed across his face for a moment and then was gone.
“I am not sure why he is doing that, but don’t you worry. I will put him in the back and the two of you can ride with me.”
Together they rode back to the sheriff’s office, with Bear whining and sniffing Emily the whole time.
After a short drive, they reached the sheriff’s office and went inside. Sheriff Daniels secured Bear in his position near the door and they all went further inside.
The office was a large single room with multiple empty desks situated across the floor. Because it was Sunday, the rest of the deputies were off for the day.
Sheriff Daniels, Emily, and John walked to the sheriff’s large desk at the back right corner of the room.
“Please sit down,” he gestured to two chairs in front of his desk, “while I call the tow truck to have your car towed to the repair shop.”
After a brief phone call, he turned and looked at Emily and John, a more serious look crossing his face.
“Are either of you doing or carrying any drugs?” He asked.
A look of utter shock came across Emily and John’s faces!
“We would never!”
“It goes against everything I believe in. Everything, I have been taught since I was a little girl.” Emily added.
“I know, and I believe you. However, the dog tagged you, Emily, as carrying drugs.”
“I have had Bear for 7 years, and he has never been wrong, and furthermore, I have never seen him take such an interest in anyone before. I am obligated to fully investigate this,” he continued.
“What, do you mean investigate? What will you have to do,” Emily asked quietly.
“The protocol for this is pretty clear. Because you were so obviously tagged, Emily, it is my duty to perform a thorough strip search on you,” the sheriff with an air of absolute authority.
Fear and outrage rose up in her. At the same time, there was something about the confidence and assertion of authority by the sheriff over this most delicate area that stirred up a primal fascination deep within her. She immediately fought it off.
“You can’t do that! That is wrong. My body is sacred and no man other than my husband is allowed to look at me without clothes. How could you even suggest such a thing? You have a reputation as not only a dedicated sheriff, but as a good Bible-believing Christian,” she upbraided him.
He looked at her with calm confidence.
“Emily, although I haven’t met you before, I know your reputation and your advocacy for modesty, and I applaud you for that. I would never do anything that went against Scripture,” he said as he opened a drawer and pulled out a worn, leather-bound King James Bible.
“I will show you some passages.” he said.
Emily nodded.
He turned in the Bible to Romans 13, verses 1-5. “Let every soul be subject unto erzincan escort the higher powers. For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God. Whosoever therefore resisteth the power, resisteth the ordinance of God: and they that resist shall receive to themselves damnation. For rulers are not a terror to good works, but to the evil. Wilt thou then not be afraid of the power? do that which is good, and thou shalt have praise of the same: For he is the minister of God to thee for good. But if thou do that which is evil, be afraid; for he beareth not the sword in vain: for he is the minister of God, a revenger to execute wrath upon him that doeth evil.'”
Emily knew these verses by heart, and had heard her father quote them many times from the pulpit and on his radio show.
The sheriff continued, “These verses say that law enforcement – referred to here as “the powers” – are ministers of God to promote the good and punish evil. Do you agree?”
Emily nodded, that was all pretty uncontroversial.
“Now being a minister means standing in the place of God, Emily, your father, when he is behind the pulpit is a minister of God, speaking God’s word with His authority. Similarly, in my role as law enforcement, I am in the place of God, working to further His justice in the world,”
When he said, “I am in the place of God,” Emily’s heart quickened as he did indeed seem to be a fitting avatar for the earthly authority of the Almighty.
“I agree with all that. But that doesn’t give you the right to violate my modesty?” Emily protested.
The sheriff nodded and flipped to Hebrews 4:13, “Neither is there any creature that is not manifest in his sight: but all things are naked and opened unto the eyes of him with whom we have to do.”
“The phrase, ‘have to do’ is rendered in other translations as ‘to whom we must give account`,” he continued.
“So this verse is telling us that when God judges us, we are naked and opened before him. Romans 1 is telling us that authorities are God’s earthly ministers standing in His place. Just as we are spiritually naked and opened before God for the purposes of heavenly justice, sometimes there are situations where a person needs to be naked and opened physically before God’s earthly ministers, standing in His place for the purposes of earthly justice.”
Emily’s face turned red. She had no response to the sheriff’s powerful Scriptural argument. She had been taught from an early age that resisting God-ordained earthly authority was resisting God Himself, so from a spiritual and intellectual point of view, she knew she had to submit. Yet, it was her visceral emotional response that shocked her. Even as she burned with embarrassment at the very phrase “naked and opened”, a part of her thrilled at the thought of being so utterly vulnerable before such an masculine and powerful embodiment of Divine authority.
John piped up, “But doesn’t this contradict the other teachings about modesty?”
Emily was almost irritated at John’s simplistic view of Scripture that prompted such a question.
“No, John,” the sheriff replied. “Sometimes some principles can supersede others. For example, ‘Thou shalt not kill’ is a pretty fundamental Biblical principle, being in the Ten Commandments and all. Yet, in Romans 13, Paul uses the phrase, ‘beareth the sword’. Centuries of Biblical scholarship agrees that that is referring to the use of lethal force by authorities to enforce law and justice. Now if standing as God’s minister in His place gives the authority to use lethal force in appropriate situations setting aside even the principle of ‘do not kill’, don’t you see that the principle of modesty could not override this God-given authority to see a person naked and opened?”
She couldn’t help but admire the clear and powerful way he had answered the objection.
John’s voice had an edge of desperation as he tried to prevent another man from seeing what had been exclusively his.
“Can she keep on her underwear at least?” he pleaded.
The sheriff cast a withering glance at John. “No! What do you think ‘naked and opened’ means in the context of a search? Let me spell it out for you. In accordance with my legal and Scriptural authority, I will fully inspect and search Emily’s entire body including her breasts, anus, and vagina and so all clothing including bra and panties must be removed.”
The way in which he asserted his dominance over John and the confidence in his legal and spiritual authority by which he named her most private parts and announced his intention to inspect and search them fully made Emily’s whole body quiver with a maelstrom of emotions, some expected and some not. She felt the parts he named reacting reflexively to their upcoming exposure before him. Her nipples stiffened and became hard underneath her bra. Her anus clenched tightly. Her vagina moistened.
The sheriff stood up and walked across the room to where a massive whiteboard – 6 feet tall and 7 feet long stood. He easily rolled it back and positioned it in front of his desk, blocking the view from erzurum escort anyone who might walk in the front door.
The sheriff then looked at Emily as if assessing her. He immediately saw the widened pupils, the goose bumps, and the subtle tremors in Emily. John had noticed them as well and in his naivety and inexperience attributed them solely to fear and terror at the upcoming ordeal. But the sheriff knew better.
He turned to John. “I need you to step to the other side of the whiteboard to give Emily privacy during her strip search,” he commanded.
“But, I’m her husband,” he started to protest.
The sheriff turned in his Bible to Exodus 19:15. “Come not at your wives,” he quoted. “John, this passage is telling us that although the marital relationship is sacred, there are times when it must take a backseat. This is such a time. As Emily prepares to stand naked and opened, the only distinction that matters is between law enforcement as God’s appointed ministers and the general public. You, John, are part of the general public and have no right to see Emily unclothed.”
Chastened, John looked back at Emily, and slowly walked out of sight to the other side of the whiteboard.
Strangely, Emily felt a sense of relief that John would not witness her search and see her body’s reactions.
“Stand up Emily, and face me,” the sheriff ordered as he stood in front of her.
She stood facing the sheriff and the wall, her back to the open area of the office that extended past the edge of the whiteboard.
She was blushing, and a light sheen of sweat coated her. She wrapped her hands around her and looked at the floor, unable to meet the sheriff’s gaze.
“Emily, look at me,” he said, almost tenderly. “Have you ever gone to an amusement park, and ridden a roller coaster?”
Emily was caught off guard by this unexpected question. She just nodded in surprise.
“What was the scariest roller coaster ride you rode?” he asked.
“Space Mountain at Disney World,” she said. “It was so dark and scary, and on the turns and falls, I felt like I was about to die. I screamed my head off.”
“But you know something, Emily,” the sheriff interjected. “The whole time, you were perfectly safe. No matter what sensations you experienced, you were safe.”
He looked into her eyes as he continued. “Today is going to be like that roller coaster ride. You will experience emotions and sensations that will take your breath away with their intensity. You may experience fear, terror, embarrassment, and humiliation. You may experience other emotions and sensations that are confusing. But know you are perfectly safe – both physically and spiritually. At the end you will still be the same Godly, chaste, modest Emily, devoted, loving wife of John, and pride and joy of Reverend Thompson.”
He continued, “Do not try to judge or control these emotions and sensations. Just experience them. Just let them wash over you in their full power. Remember, just like on a roller coaster, you are safe and all those heart stopping drops and turns are just part of the ride.”
She nodded with relief at not having to try to control the emotions that were already rising up inside her and felt a deep sense of gratitude for the wisdom of the sheriff.
The sheriff placed a small box on the floor in front of her. “As we talked about, you need to disrobe completely. As you take off each item, place it in the box. Start with your shoes.”
Emily just nodded. Fear, terror, and embarrassment rose up inside her. But following the sheriff’s advice, she didn’t try to fight the feelings and just allowed herself to experience them at full intensity.
Emily took a breath and slipped off her flats. She leaned over, picked them up, and placed them in the box.
As she stood barefoot on the cold floor, she knew that was the easy part.
Her hands shook as she slowly fumbled at the first button on her dress. After many attempts, she finally got it undone. She moved on to the next. She glanced up at the sheriff who was watching her intently.
Embarrassment, but also a certain excitement, built up with each button undone, each inch of pale, flawless skin revealed to him. Her heart pounded in her chest and she felt faint riding on the waves of emotions.
Finally, she undid the last button. She took a deep breath, and shrugged the dress off her shoulders. It slowly crumpled to the floor sliding down along her body, until it lay pooled around her feet leaving her standing before the sheriff in just her bra and panties.
They were sexy, red, lace Victoria’s Secret matching bra and panties. The panties were hi-cut and strands of blonde hair poked out the sides of the panties.
Emily stood blushing for a moment and looked at the sheriff. What would he think? She had decided to wear these panties as a surprise to John. After her first time giving one of her famous talks on modesty as a newlywed, she discovered that a talk in the morning meant passionate sex in the afternoon when they arrived home. Somehow, even just talking about all that suppressed desire and passion before marriage, stirred up a desire to experience full relief now that they were married. The sexy lingerie was Emily’s idea of turning this up to 11. She knew John would go crazy once her surprise had been revealed to him, and he realized that she had given her talk on modesty while wearing this underneath!
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