Ahhh, school. I don't know where kids to-day are getting all these big-chested students running around, but I did have some fun with the faculty when I was in school - and I didn't even start it all!
By my frosh year, I was running 6'1" and 220#. No sports, no football - just a LOT of hard work.
Probably one of the best was while I was in HS Spanish Club (needed to practise somewhere) and the whole club went on a ski trip over Christmas break - 3 days. Being me, I didn't bother to get a room at the resort - I packed to camp (I'm not too bugged by sleeping out in the snow - did it since I was about 8.)
As it turned out, my teacher was one of the chaperons for the trip; you know, to keep us out of trouble (yeah, right! I usually had my fun teacher or no teacher. Smuggling booze is easy...) She spent the day finding ways to spill me down hills without being too obvious about it, and followed me everywhere around that ski park! Good thing my g/f wasn't along for the trip...
Anyhow, after a full day of getting cold and wet, I went in to warm up or a while. Someone handed me a brandy (hey, I was 16 at the time, but hadn't been carded yet...) I follow the hand up and take in the scene - I THOUGHT that hand looked familiar...
She asked me where my room was, I pointed at my pack in the corner. I went out for some more skiing (brandy is good on a cold day) and couldn't find my pack when I get back in. Guess where it was?
I pitched a tent all weekend, but didn't camp out... Fun trip. I think she was more surprised later when I broke out my own bottles from my kit! She moved it, but she didn't look inside it...
I don't see the big deal about affairs - we carried on all semester. My g/f never found out, either....
FFZ