Maths teacher/peado
When I was at school, we used to have a red heared bearded maths teacher who took us for swimming lessons. We had a swimming pool on the site which should narrow it down quite considerably in Liverpool, and it wasn't SFX. His way of getting us all dressed and ready for next lesson quickly was to threaten us with 'tickling' if we were last to be dressed and ready. Anyway, it always seemed to be a certain effeminate looking boy who was invariably last to be changed, (and more often than not starkers) who would end up being tickled by him in front of the rest of us frantically pulling our boxers on over sopping wet bodies for being the last one ready. Strangely none of us thought much of it at the time, but looking back eeeeurgh!!! Admittedly I am now nearly 35 so things were different back then in regards to being aware etc.
( Marillion's Marble Loo loo loo, I got some apples, Sat 12 Nov 2005, 1:04, Reply)