It’s a taste. It doesn’t make me a monster. I keep it confined to the digital world.
Under no circumstances would I ever, ever act on it.
Not even if I went to a foreign country where such things are overlooked. Encouraged, even.
I was this way even as a boy. I’ve simply gotten older and they haven’t.
I would never use my work computer. My phone is encrypted.
Most of the members of those groups are like me, acting out a fantasy.
It’s harmless.
Never print out anything. Not even the stories.
I would’t tell anyone. Are you crazy?
Pretty creepy stuff, there. Hope this isn’t a confession!
Vivid and plausible and oh so despicable–I want to call the cops on him.
Confession or justification? I wonder. Well written.
Creepy take on the prompt – in a very good way. Read your story twice just to get all the little ins and outs. Good job!
This actually made me shudder.
Good story but makes me feel like I need to shower! Nan
Aaaaah. Good one.
Pedophile?
ha…a good one…
Being a writer is a filthy, filthy habit.
It’s a good thing to be addicted to Friday Fictioneers And now the world knows
You nailed the creepy factor, but as someone who works with abused kids, hard to like.
Worryingly plausible. but your secret is out now…