Hey it's mike again. To follow up my last post with a relevant example, i was walking down the street, and saw the most ADORABLE little girl, playing in a fountain in just her panties. I was going absolutely crazy. Parents don't realize what things like this do to us. What if they ran around in underwear?? They'd better be expecting people to look. well it's absolutely no different with their little girls. It just puts everyone in a bad position. It's like putting cocaine in front of an addict...what do you think he's going to do??? I had to settle for going home and taking care of business, but still. Anyways, today i just want to briefly touch on when i discovered i was a pedophile. Looking back, i've always have an attraction to little kids, but one summer when i was 13 we were at my aunts house, and one of my cousins and me were down in the basement. She was 5, so i definitely knew i shouldn't be messing with her. Anyways, she would jump on me, jump on my lap, and it got to the point i couldn't take it anymore. I just started touching her beneath her dress, and she didn't object. I got scared she'd tell after awhile, so i stopped, but i knew from that day on something was wrong with me. This fear of being caught has kept me from ever doing anything like that again. But i promise you, if i had the chance to do it, knowing i would never ever be caught, i would. Unfortunately, i believe in a God up above, so that chance doesn't exist for me.

Mike