I'd planned very carefully; I'd been meticulous and cunning; now, finally I could take my pleasure. After a lifetime of imagining and fantasizing I would at last know how it felt to rape a girl.

I was 59 years of age, had retired after working at the bank all my life. I had raised three sons all now making their own way in the world, sadly my wife had died four years previously so I lived alone. I kept myself busy gardening and helping out in a local charity shop, and I also read. I enjoyed reading and had, in the last couple of years began to indulge in a fascination with pornography. My wife and I had enjoyed a loving but conventional sex life, now suddenly I was reading about spanking and bondage and non consensual sex.

I had also developed an interest in bird watching. But not the feathered sort, no, my interest was in watching out for sexy young 'birds' of the schoolgirl variety. I'd always been attracted to young girls, girls of around 11 up to 15 excited me the most; their smooth young hard bodies had obsessed my fevered imagination for many many years. My lovely wife had never known of my dark secret but for a long time I'd fantasized whilst we were making love that she was a 13 year old schoolgirl I was abusing.

But the idea of really 'doing it' to a schoolgirl was a dark fantasy that fuelled all my masturbatory thoughts. There was a school 9 and a half miles from my home which I drove to some mornings and many afternoons simply to watch for schoolgirls.

I should say at this point that I am a massive fan of hoisery; I love to see women, especially young girls who wear tights (pantyhose) or stockings. I really love to see slender young legs in dark sheer shades, barely black, or black but also love nude coloured sheer tights on young legs. I imagine running my hands up and down them, fondling, molesting, ripping them open, pulling them down or off.

As I sat parked in my car I watched as the schoolgirls paraded past. Some absolute beauties, very sexy little girls. I was old enough to be their grandfather but that didn't stop me imagining the things I wanted to do to them. Many of them liked to wear very short skirts and show plenty of leg; obviously they wanted to be attractive to young teenage boys, clearly they failed to understand that dirty old men like me could also be highly attracted to young teenage girls.

Then I saw her. A stunner. A skinny young blonde. So pretty. Her skirt was indecently short and her coltish legs were encased in barely black tights. I wanted her. Needed her. She was walking towards my car flanked by a couple of friends, I got out of my vehicle, I needed to follow this one; get up close, enjoy the thrill of walking behind her...imagining.

I pretended talking into my phone as she and her friends walked past and then I stepped in to walk behind her. Oh she was sensational. I watched her luscios gait, such long limbs on a girl so seemingly young. How young? I guessed her to be maybe 14. Oh how I wanted to have my hands up her short pleated school skirt. My old pervy hands on her nylon clad thighs, pushing up her skirt to see her knickers, then to be able to drag all her underwear down, all of it off her kicking, struggling legs. And when the skinny little girl was naked, to be able to get on top of her and rape her.

But I knew I couldn't, I desperately wanted her but couldn't even let her know I existed. That night I furiously wanked imagining myself with the girl.

And over the next few days I formed a plan. A crazy terrible plan, something illegal and horrible. But coherent and possible. I knew it could be done.

I followed her. She crossed a park. For just under two minutes she was not able to be seen by anyone on her walk home from school. A car could be parked very close; a car which could contain a girl and take a girl away.

I didn't want to hurt her and of course intended to release her after I'd had my pleasure. It took some time but I got hold of a drug which would make her insensate, totally unable to recall. The problem was it had to be administered orally.

So the first part, the first part of my plan was highly risky; I would have to physically overpower the girl and subdue her. Then get her to accept to imbibe the drug, drink it!

And so I committed to doing it.

On the day of the abduction I was very nervous. I waited, the girl came walking through the clearing on time. Now it was time. "Hello have you seen..........." as I grabbed her. She was so small and light. I got her into my car easily and quickly snapped plastic wraps on her wrists.

She said she didn't want to drink the liquid I produced. I told her she had to. Please open your mouth and drink it down now please. Very nervous and crying she coughed and spluttered but drank down the drug. In just a few minutes the beautiful young girl was unconscious.

I had her, a lovely schoolgirl in her uniform, long legs in tights, I grabbed her purse and bag. I pulled out an address book, I saw her name, she was called Jennifer Richards, then I saw her date of birth. OMG She was 12. Twelve years of age. Not yet a teenager. I was going to rape a child. Something I'd always dreamed of, but little Jennifer, oh so beautiful, so slim and vulnerable, so small and sexy, so long legged and pretty.

I fucked her hard, raped her cunt twice and then once up her anus. I was with the girl for nearly five hours.

I left her in an area where she was found quickly. No compensation for my abuse but I am glad she is safe and supported by her loving parents.

I have been a bit wayward but don't think I'm bad.

Will just carry on perving on schoolgirls but don't intend to rape again.

Soon I will let this girl go. Yes she will have been raped but because she will be unable to remember the details of what has happened to her I hope she will be all right.