Oh, yeah...plenty of lovely teachers over the years that I wanted to play with...
There was a teacher's aide in my Junior art class. She was petite, twenty two, and blonde, and had taken a liking to me. Every so often, she'd wear open toed Candies, and she'd come over to help me with something, and I was always finding a reason to reach down, and run my fingers along those soles. I'd innocently mutter, "hey, like I told you before, I see feet, I have to tickle them," and she'd laugh. She was a very, very nice girl, and I kind of missed her the following year after she'd gotten a permanent position in one of the district's other high schools. As you can guess, though, it was a pleasure having her around... 😉