student *whistles*
Not actually my student, but a class I was covering and not a high school, but a private language school and she was 23. Okay? Very beautiful though, incredibly so, - great tits - and during the course of the class (Only two students and me) we were getting on VERY well, gazing into each others eyes. I suddenly realised that I was hitting on her and stopped, being married and all.
Alas it was too late. Whilst at school she'd follow me around, telling other students I was her boyfriend. When I asked her to stop, as I was married, she then told other students we were having an illicit affair. When not at school she would email me constantly and managed to get my phone number. I got an new email address, new phone, and left my teaching job to become an editor. Around about a year later, a friend from a different school phoned me and asked if I'd take some classes as they were short of teachers. "Sure" said I. They were in fact "Movie Club" and all I had to do was play a film and ask students if they understood what was going on every 20 mins. But there she was....and she was angry. Why had I moved house? (how did she know?). Why was I treating her like nothing had ever happened. She was going to tell her brother, and then she started swearing at me in her native tongue, which I understood, saying some pretty nasty stuff. I locked myself in the staff room while she was kicking down the door, eventually she was escorted out and I had to explain to my friend how nothing had ever happened between us.

End of story?

Nah, since splitting from my wife, I haven't gotten laid in about ooooooo one month. So I'm chatting with the bunny-boiler on line now. Desperate times and all that......I'm a bad boy, and as I said – great tits.
(you're all a bunch of twats anyway, Fri 17 Nov 2006, 14:54, Reply)