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.