So, this is kind of two parts. There is a real part, and then my fantasy of where it went.
(this part is real) I had a connection one time with a school principal. I was helping kids at the high school, and needed to connect with her to relate how they were doing, and I needed to get attendance reports from her. I was 30, she was 50.
She left a voice mail on my machine one day that started with “hey gorgeous!” which was completely inappropriate. Another time, she asked me if I wanted to go with her to a poetry reading that one of the students from her school was doing. It sounded a bit like she was asking me out. She was married, and had a daughter. Another time, she pressed her breast into my arm…for a while. It was obvious