Posted on 12/30/2003 12:09:28 PM PST by carlo3b
That isn*t weird. I think it was very sweet of you to try. She should have been flattered that you still remembered her. Did you ever try to look her up when you returned home again? Maybe if you did she would remember you and go out with you. It*s definitely worth a try.
This is a true story that happened to me as a kid. I have struggled with this for more than a few years, but I have began to talk about it, and that appears to have made it a bit less ominous... So lets see how this goes..I have never been what you would call shy, however, as a young boy I had a severe crush on my seventh grade teacher. She didn't help matters because she would treat me different than the others. She had to know what she was doing. I was her student, just 13, and she was a woman playing with fire...
She would whisper little jokes in my ear, most of which I didn't understand, but acted as though I did. Sometimes I would motion that I couldn't hear because the library was so quiet. I'd say it on purpose causing her to move closer to me, enough for me to feel her lips brush my ear. As she did, I could smell her perfume and feel her long silky red hair touch my cheek. She always smelled good, like potpourri, ...maybe it was lavender, I don't know what it was, it drove me crazy.
It seemed on more than one occasion she would purposely bump into me, even when there appeared to be more than enough room for her to get around. She often wore tight skirts and fuzzy sweaters, more like a student than a teacher. Her every move reveled the shapeliness of a mature female body, and her brushing against me, made my day. More than once while I was crouching to put something away on a lower shelf, she would lean and stretch over me resting her breast pressing fully on my back. There were other times that I couldn't stand up until... well, lets just say until my emotions subsided.
I didn't know what to think. I thought I was living in a fantasy world, that maybe I was imagining everything, I know I wasn't the first kid to fall for his teacher, especially a pretty young one like her. It could have been just my mind playing tricks on me, that is until the day before Valentine's Day. Thats when I almost died.. like in "died and went to heaven".
I arrived at school with a bag of silly Valentines, the little ones with a dumb saying and a red heart on it, that we passed around to all of the classmates. Our parents made us sign these things, but we would shove notes to the other guys with stupid stuff on it to make them laugh. I would just sign my name on the ones for the girls so we would give them anything to talk about. However I had one special card, a store bought one, a real Valentine's Day card, for her.
I had a job and I saved up to buy my special teacher that card, and a small bottle of expensive perfume. Not by today's standards, but it was a bottle of the special stuff that the clerk kept behind the counter. I asked and received the very best that our drug store had to offer. It had a fancy name, and it cost me a weeks worth of pay. That morning my aunt smelled it as I was leaving home and she smiled at me.. in that way that parents do when they think that they know more than you think they do.. So I handed the wrapped box to her and said Happy Valentine's Day.. She hugged and kissed me and held me just a moment longer than most.. I wasn't too disappointed, it really made my wonderful aunt feel very special. I ate the candy I bought her sometime later..
How weird was this?
(You can stop reading any time you wish, I am going to keep writing, just to get this off my chest. If you want to hear any more just let me know I'll post it, or send it FReepmail. If you are as bored as I would be, don't feel bad.. I really understand)
Wow, you said it!
Wishing you >>--LOVE--> for the New Year... :)
I can totally relate to your situation. I was determined to find my high school best friend last year (I had lost her number and address years ago and we lost touch), so I did a websearch for all high school "reconnect" sites. I tried Classmates.com and searched for Debbie and her brothers, but nothing came up. I can't remember the name of one of the others (but if you do a search several will come up), and bingo, her brother was listed with a contact email. The nice thing about this site (wish I could remember the name, it was very simple, something like "Gradfinder") is that you are allowed to email for free without paying a registration fee. (Registering on a bunch of sites can be expensive.) Anyway, I emailed her brother and he responded after contacting her. As a result I was able to reconnect with my very best friend from high school. Happily, she is still in glorious California (although 300 miles away). We've already made plans to get together in 2004 (after not seeing each other for 25 years).
I wish you the best of luck in your search. The Internet is truly a wondrous invention. Thank you, Al Gore. ;-)
A better, more truthful name would be: "Two Babes, A Stud and A Dud"
jellybean dud (C)
It's my son's birthday, so that's always been more important than new year's eve.
I'll get out the fuzzy slippers (isn't that the name of a drink?) for later...
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