Prologue

Ped·o·phile, noun, An adult who is sexually attracted to a child or children.

This is my first venture into erotic fiction. Lately, as I have gotten older, I have begun to spend some time reading the genre. Frankly I think that it is a healthy exercise. I am not sure that I understand why the word pedophile has so many meanings to so many people. A much younger Jimmy Carter once said in a Playboy Forum piece something to the effect that although he had not ever had an illicit affair, he had lusted in his heart after other women and so by his belief, in God's eye he was guilty of having an affair. We all have fantasies. Mine are well controlled and I would argue that knowing them have made me stronger and better able to resist my feelings.

What is to me ironic is that I have never heard Stephen King accused of being demonic even though he has written stories showing excellent knowledge on that subject. Nor have I heard of Agatha Christie accused of being a murderer, although she certainly must spend a lot of time researching and writing about some of the most unusual murders. That follows in almost every sort of fictional literature except sexual fiction. For some reason if you write about child and adult sex, you must be a pedophile.