He was a prison guard so I didn’t “bend” much....;D
When I was 15, I hooked school *once* and naturally, as I started to get on the bus, both the vice principal [who was on a first name basis with my mom] *and* the truant officer happened to be driving by.
I was royally screwed.
On “Senior Hook Day”, I was the only senior in school.
The only funny part about the hooking was that I got five days detention....*in the school library*.
Yeah.
“Tortures of the damned” for book-wormy me, that was....LOL
By the end of my senior year I had read every book in the library that interested me. We had a track-mounted nun in there who enforced a code of silence which would have made the Mafia proud, so even dozing in the corner wouldn’t have been an option...