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I had one teacher I fancied, a lot. Redhead, no older than mid twenties, always wore tight black clothes. We got on very well.
As an adult looking back, I'm pretty sure she was open to the idea of shagging a student. Even though I was shagging a fair few girls my age at the time, I was still a naive teenage and didn't pick up on the fact that she'd comment on the reputation I had with the girls, what I was wearing, how I'd obviously started going to the gym, she even said something vaguely snide about a girlfriend once; things like that.
I would fully have understood the intention behind such comments from a girl my age, but I suppose for whatever reason I just ignored it coming from a teacher as I just assumed that no 'adult' would be interested in some edgy seventeen year old.
Maybe it's just my memories being exaggerated now and I'm wrong, but the more stories like this I read the more I think, maybe not.
I'm sure it's for the best I didn't shag her but it would have been great, wouldn't it? If you're reading this, Miss Hallat, give us a ring, I'm legal now, if that doesn't ruin it for you.