Sinners Are Much More Fun
My favorite lyric in that song Only The Good Die Young by Billy Joel, was “Catholic girls start much too late.” Even in 1978, the irony in that sentence was clear; for I knew some Catholic girls who were, um, shall we say, always LATE on Sundays, but quite EARLY every other day. 
But shame on you for corrupting that innocent girl, and making less tardy than she would have remained, if not subjected to your “bad influence.”
But shame on you for corrupting that innocent girl, and making less tardy than she would have remained, if not subjected to your “bad influence.”Therein lies the irony — such institutions insist that their female parishioners, “start [WAY] late” against their natural tendencies. So the girls end up living a double life in order to, on the one hand, keep the elders happy, but on the other, to satisfy their biological desires for love to put it mildly. Then, they risk being dubbed as hypocrites.
Or, when eventually they openly resist doctrine, and angrily emerge from that closet in the church with vengence, they quickly acquire that bad reputation that Virginia’s parents feared for her. I so love when that happens; when judgmental parents, as their comeuppance for their harshness, are forced to watch in agony, as their daughters “blossom” in the opposite manner than they hoped.
No, I’m sure they said no prayers for you; except to request that you burn in hell.