How Not to Get Laid

Submitted by Eve

When I was in high school, I was an athletic girl and was on some sports teams. Note: I am not petite, but still, sports are my thing, so I’m not fat or anything.

Then came graduation. I wore a stunning brown dress, and normally I wouldn’t have considered wearing something with that much cleavage, but, I figured, it’s my graduation, I’ll never see these people again, and now I can show off something other than my school/athletic skills. So, ok, graduation.

Note: the school hockey team had a sweater with the school logo on it, and I had to pay the teacher about $10 for that.

That teacher, about 30 years old (I’m 18 at the time) comes to me and says: “the sweater’s on me, leave that $10″. Okay, nice gesture, I was captain of that team after all. I almost walked away, when he said: “you really turn me on” with his hand grazing my shoulder. I could not believe that a teacher just said this to me! I was … well, to put it nicely, not so turned on by him, but instead of saying: “fuck off you perv,” or something in that area, I said, stunned as I was: “thanks for the sweater, but now I gotta go find a friend!”

When I finally found a friend and told her all about it, she was shocked. I told some other people who were still at school to watch out for him, but I think he’s careful enough not to say anything like that to girls who are still going to the school (yet).

The worst thing is that this wasn’t the last time. He added me on MSN, tried to talk to me, said I had to be coach of the team next year with him, that I had to come to the school parties, he could fix that for me, so we could “talk”… I guess I haven’t heard the last of him… but I sure hope so!

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