Miss Borders I remember you
You were an old maid, unattractive, fundamentalist grammar school teacher who just happened to be the biggest ** I ever have the pleasure to know while being educated.
It was 1958 when I met you. It was hate at first sight. Your preaching the gospel when you should have been teaching the three R's was despicable.
Your ramblings about the holiness fo God and the divinity of Jesus had no place in a public school.
I'm 75 myself and your long dead but not forgotten. I remember you very negatively.
Weird. as a kid I have no feelings of such hatred. I just took stuff as it happened. I was a bit weird myself. I liked to wear girls tights and babies plastic pants.
I had one of these, as a landlady, at 18...manipulated her into tying me up and"spilling the seed of the sinner" to "drive the devil out of me" - five years later we were still working on it, several times a day, as soon as I returned from work, and all weekend! I was devastated when she took ill and died...now having to find a replacement...
Wilky silky bilky!
I remember a grammar school female teacher. We had a long water wall in the boy's bathroom for p'ing and Ms. Roberts always came in and said hurry in, shut up and stop fooling around.
Was this at East Clayton Grammar School?
Too bad u never ** her
I ** her in the **.
Wonderful, it needed to be said