When I was 19, I had to visit a six-week training course for work. It consisted of regular classroom lectures and some practical exercises. I was the only one from my company in a group of around 15 guys and six girls. I was struggling with one topic, and after the first two weeks, I was already wondering how I was supposed to pass the test.
The teacher was a real creep. In his late 50s and a bit overweight. Back when I was still 16, and in school, my breasts were already full grown I would catch teachers staring down my shirt on a regular basis. I was not wearing anything revealing at the time, but it is hard to completely hide breasts which are as big as mine. I quickly got used to teachers rubbing up against me while checking my assignments and receiving unvoluntary back rub.