He would look down our shirts

Jude

     It was my freshman year of high school that I was taking a science class with a “notoriously perverted” teacher, or so I’d been warned by peers.  Regardless, I needed the credit, and at a small high school, he was the only educator teaching the class.
     He proved to be overly casual for a teacher, that I noticed immediately.   And he would touch the girl’s backs, and look down our shirts.
     Once, he singled me out because of a skirt I was wearing. It was warm outside, and though my skirt had been short, it in no way broke school dress code.
     As everyone passed their papers to the front, he said to me “Bring that up here.”
     Confused, I asked “Why?” since everyone else in the class had passed theirs along the rows.
     All he responded was “I just want to see you do it.”
     So I obliged, walking to the front of the room to hand in the paper.
     As I walked, he watched my legs.  When I went back to my seat, he watched my butt the whole way, as reported by another student.
     Later, a girl reported him after he rubbed her back.  She was then transferred into a lower science class, and nothing was done to the teacher.

3 Responses to “He would look down our shirts”

  1. JOSH says:

    That was it. that was kinda weak

  2. Administrator says:

    It’s not “weak” if it’s being done by a teacher to an underage student.

  3. Alexis says:

    Thats not right, how fair is it to that other girl that she gets tranferred to a LOWWER science class, thats messing with her standards.

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