lesbian housemistress
the geography teacher, mrs peckham. she was horrible - greasy hair, bad breath. we were all convinced that she was having a lesbian affair with the french teacher. unfortunately, she was also the housemistress (at an all girls' school). she used to walk into your room without knocking, usually roundabout the time you were getting ready for bed and so were only partially dressed. would she alert you to her presence? no, she'd stand and watch until you noticed her. we all mastered the art of getting changed without revealing any flesh whatsoever. her nickname was skek and we wrote some disgusting mills and boon-esque sordid tale about her - imaginatively entitled "skek, lies and videotape". i wish i still had a copy. she eventually left the boarding house and we still don't know whether this was due to the rapidly diminishing number of boarders or our cruel jokes.

mr fairhurst the chemistry teacher also had an unhealthy attraction towards me. he'd make up things to talk to me about (and usually try and get me on my own). i would ensure that at least one of my friends was always present (safety in numbers), but he'd never even acknowledge their presence.
(batgirl, Wed 9 Nov 2005, 15:45, Reply)