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…