I swear to you, I don’t know how it could have happened. I had been so diligent, for so long – I took all the necessary precautions. I stopped hanging around with the wrong crowd. I stopped frequenting the usual haunts. And yet in the end, I was undone by an anonymous e-mail. In retrospect, I suppose it is like any other vice, you don’t fall completely off the wagon at first, rather you gradually slide off.
My road to ruin started with an innocent enough e-mail directing me to some out of the way Web site. No harm in that, right? So I went to the Web site and there I saw pictures – lots of pictures. I felt the urge starting to well up inside me, but I told myself I could fight it. I forced myself to forget about the Web site for several days, but eventually, I went back – I just couldn’t resist.
