Joshua Sailor

Well, you can have it back, if you like. Anyway, welcome Dodi.

Treasure her. You know you are lucky (as you wrote), but you can't know how lucky you really are until you lose just such a treasure. I did.

I love your intro. Only a creative person can to that. Obviously, you are quite so. Keep at it. Share your mind. Strive to please nobody but yourself; you'll end up pleasing not only yourself, but others anyway.

Isn't Canada part of the UK?

Okay, how long does it take to reduce a disposable diaper into "natural" ingredients to return to "earth" consistancy? A thousand years? A million years? A billion years? Don't fret about it. Earth has the time to deal with whatever we can do to it. We don't, however. It's a matter of economics, I'd say.

Noticed your sig at the bottom of your post... 开档裤 Check bottom post with pic.

Anyway, welcome to the forum, Ann.

I almost fell out of my chair reading that line. My heart still is banging against my ribs. Yep, I have a strong sexual persuasion.

No, ex-little one has truly grown up. I'm still her Daddy. But we have seperated. No, she is not a member here. I showed her this site. She was a bit confused and a bit put off by the "Diaper" everywhere. (She never wore them for me nor did I really want her to. But I did have a plastic pad beneath us often.) She did say she still wants to be a baby girl as well as a full grown woman. But her foray into the full grown woman world was firecrackers for her at first but her choice of "help" leaves a lot to be desired. I like the guy but he's got problems. She and I still "click" emotionally and intellectually, but she's definitely grown up. I have learned that sex is a powerful emotion in most people. It ranks right up there with breathing and thirst. Food comes in as a close fourth. I don't know how I gravitated to being me. I do know that sex can manifest itself into human (and other animal) minds in myriad ways. There is a Bell Curve for it. There's sure to be a large Standard Deviation for it, (no pun intended.) I know that ex-little one had no father effectively in her life. Her next door neighbour got her fixated on older "daddies" when he molested her from three on up to first grade(?). I quote her, "I liked it. I wanted it. I pursued it." She wasn't really into bed wetting except to please me. She wasn't really into acting the role of a child; she actually was one, emotionally. Intellectually, she was attending university. Physically, she definitely was a 20 year old! But, back to emotionally, she was frightened of everything. Would never talk on the phone (except to me), wouldn't go for walks in the park with me at night, it was a miracle she managed to enroll herself into university. She probably had done it by mail. To get her to cross a pedestrian bridge took over a year. I was at work one day and got a "come quickly!" from my boss about my terrified child on the phone. She was screeching into the phone, "There's a bug on the wall! Come get it!" I left work immediately. So far as I know, a man and woman soon develop sleep distance after a year or so of sharing the same bed. Not so with my little girl. The entire eight years we were together, I slept with one arm around her. She had difficulties sleeping without my arm. She loves to wrestle playfully. Even this past weekend she visited and worked events into a wrestling competition between her and I. She needed touch. She is reluctant to "be finished" with me, even though I'm pushing her away (as good Daddies should.) We came home from a concert this weekend and she obviously had to "go". She twisted, held, and scrunched to "inadvertently" show me she might wet her pants. I watched her squirm her way to the washroom then I went to the nearest wall and bashed my forehead briskly several times to come back to reality. I don't think I'll ever find anyone such as she was. I'm not sure I should even try. The one thing that impresses me about this forum is how most people who are struggling with "who they are" are often getting it worked out and either become or are content with their lives, strange as other people might see them as. This forum and your group of people are promoting self acceptance. That's cool.

Danke. Ich hoffe, dass ich alle Beiträge ist hilfreich für alle.

Hi Whit, I used to live in Albany.

Hi everyone, I am Canadian, just out of an 8 year relationship because she grew up. I was 48, she was 20 when we met. She is out on her own now. I did my job too well. I miss her terribly. I knew it would happen because she wasn't regressed. She had been starving for a father. I'm a Daddy, it's something I am. But finding that one little girl is a once in a lifetime thing. I am happy for the years we shared. I've read some of the posts here and I am glad to find the world isn't all cookie-cutter perfection. I like little girls. I appreciate anyone who is one. But, as with most people here, I too have an age of regression preference... for my little girl, that is. She must be out of diapers. I know that people here actually enjoy baby/child accidents. I know there is pleasure involved for a multitude of psychological reasons. The one fact remains: there is pleasure. While there are people who find pleasure in having these accidents, I would imagine they think themselves... unusual. Even among you, however, I will be unusual. I do not take pleasure in having accidents but, rather, when my little girl had them, I was ecstatic. I am sure there is a psychological reason for my pleasure, but I've given up on trying to find it. The one fact remains: I find her accidents pleasurable. Yes, I am a sailor. It's not far down to paradise; at least it's not for me. And if the wind is right you can sail away and find tranquility. Oh the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see. Believe me. -- Christopher Cross. So, thank you for your forum. In my pain, I will visit here, share in your lives a bit. Perhaps to contribute here.