Topic : 06/12 Teacher Sex Scandal, Part 1

This is by far the most honest post I"ve seen on here to date.

Here's mine. For the last 38 years, I've told no family, no friends, no one, about the last six months of my senior year. Not even my late wife knew about it for the entire 11 years we were together. This persecuted teacher bears a striking resemblance to my former Business Law teacher of so many years ago, which gave me a jolt, to be sure. After 38 years, I got to thinking it was safe to finally tell my story. Think what you want. I wouldn't change a thing. I loved her and she loved me, and it hurt me terribly for some time after it ended.

I graduated in 1969. Let me tell you, those were the days. I wasn't a virgin, having lost it at 16 to a former classmate. It didn't turn me into a drunk, an axe murder, a druggie, or make me lose my mind. I didn't scream "Rape!," and I wouldn't demean myself by ever saying I was a "victim," unless one could say I was a victim of a wonderful short time in my life.

Could my favorite teacher have lost her career? Back then, I don't really think so. If we had been discovered, there would have been more of a stink over the 7-year age difference. Trust me.

She didn't seduce me, by  the way. I pursued HER, relentlessly. I never let up. I was 17, over the age of consent, hornier than a 4-balled tomcat, nice looking, and in great shape. I wanted her in the worst way, and I wasn't going to stop until I DID get her. And no, she wasn't married. We were also very discreet. She, at the time, was only 24, no family, shy, lonely, and a drop-dead gorgeous knockout. I soon found out that I was her first. Despite the age difference at the time, I have always regretted letting her get away. It left me with some very fond memories.

By the way, it wasn't because I was flunking the class, either, and it ended when I graduated, after 6 previous months of pure heaven. I never saw her again after my senior year, and I still think of her from time to time.

If I could go back in time, would I do things the same way?

In a New York second. People weren't as paraniod, or as quick to call little Johnny a victim back then.

But what these punks have done to this woman is unbelieveably cruel. I hope she sues them into the next century once the dust settles. There's a difference in what happened to me, and NO, I don't feel guilty now, then, or ever. How these punks LIED up to the point of wrecking her career needs to be addressed with serious rettribution.

I wish that pretty lady the best of luck.