BB you are AWESOME!!!

Thank you. You expressed my sentiments exactly. AND I have first hand proof that what you say is true. Many years ago I first layed eyes on the most beautiful 12 year old girl there ever was. Italian, with long full dark hair, Big Botocelli like brown eyes with long slim legs, a flat, flat tummy, barely bumps for boobies and the cutest nose too. I did not know anything about her, but for many weeks all I could think about was what it would be like to kiss her, to feel that hot young body next to mine (I was 16 almost 17). My time came and we kissed. Turned out she wanted me as much as I wanted her (sometimes life can be kind). Certainly as I got to know her I liked her personality, but her personality was never my number one concern. But what I WAS concerned about was dreaming of the day I would get to see her naked. My eyes never left her body. I could never get enough of looking at her sweet, sweet face, her cute little heart shaped ass, the way her nipples pressed against the stretchy material of her peasant top. Then that day came, we were both still minors at the time. Did I care about her sweet personality when she and I lay in my bed together?

Yes, I liked her and she liked me. We became fast friends even before the getting naked together. But she was sooo beautiful and sexy to me my focus certainly was NOT about what a great friend she was. My focus was now to have sex. I wanted to have her naked gorgeous body and that amazingly beautiful face and I wanted sex. Sure, we would call it making love and I DID love her, but my focus was not on the romance, it was on her physical beauty. Was she as beautiful inside as out? You betcha she was. Did I care? Nope. Our relationship was much more lust than love. But the longer we got to know each other the more we liked each other. After becoming fast friends, we became best friends. That was over thirty years ago. Did the lust and sex last? Not past our twenties I'm sorry to say. Do I love her? Yup. Today I love her more than life itself. My love for her began as lust... and what is lust anyway but a type of love; a love of the physical beauty with a longing to touch and love that beauty. So what my love for her started as purely physical? It is the physical quality of a young girl I love the most. Why is that wrong? Especially when it COULD lead to a wonderful life of love and sharing a life?