I tried to post this yesterday but GC went offline, or something. Anyway, I copied the text and stored it. Thus, I re-copy it here today.
I was 15 or so, in [an unnamed state], and my next door neighbour was a single mom with two girls and a boy to feed. The mom needed a babysitter and I was handy. I still know the two girls' first and last names, what the trigger was for me, and to this day, my fascination has not deviated a single thousandth of an inch from the trigger nor the age. My AoA is from 6 to 9, M(a) was 6 and M(b) was 9. What M(a) did was my trigger (to the point that I am totally, 100% ... something? Mesmerized? Robotized? Uncontrolized? Crazy?) and I would gladly walk into a burning Hell for another moment with either Her or someone Her age that has that trigger. Later in life, my little lover did just that, whenever I had asked. Even today, I have difficulty even discussing it because it triggers me so.
Anyway, puberty is such an under-rated time of life.
Regarding this post and every post I write about myself describing my past, be advised that I was tried, convicted, sentenced to a very long time in prison, and I served the complete sentence. Be further advised that I am no longer practicing illegal activities today and that I refrain from doing so by my own choice, not from fear of legal entanglements or society's outrage. I remain crime free because I choose to.