There is no pretty way to say this.
I used to have a fervid fascination with under-aged girls.
Fortunately, as the years passed, my fascination in little girls waned. By the time I was 12 or 13 years old my lust for little girls was transformed into a much more lurid and focused interest in teenaged girls.
When I was in my late teens I finally left behind my preoccupation with little girls and young teens and became deeply obsessed with seeking frequent carnal contact with young women (of legal age).
It’s an obsession I still live with today.
In some respects, my perversity has only deepened over the decades. Although the women who now get my blood racing to a very predictable destination are all of legal age, they are all also young enough to be my daughters or even my granddaughters!
It seems the depths I reach are limitless.
Despite my advancing years, I have little reason to think I will ever shake my obsession with young women and their pink parts.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
Maybe I have a tumor.
Nice twist with you being a kid