My Art teacher at big school was a creepy bastard, who liked boys, but fortunately didn't take a fancy to me. I didn't get it at the time, but we couldn't see anything then.
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My Art teacher at big school was a creepy bastard, who liked boys, but fortunately didn't take a fancy to me. I didn't get it at the time, but we couldn't see anything then.
Its just mental to think on the older days!