The first time I tell anyone, really go into detail about the truth of my love affair at school with my Spanish teacher Miss P, is nearly 20 years later.The guy I confide in is a recent friend, Pete. He thinks about the story for a day or two, and then speaks his mind: 'You realise, don't you, that if what happened to you happened in a school today, there'd be police, lawyers, a court case. It's a criminal offence and there's good reason for that. It's abuse, lad.''I suppose it's a fine line,' I mutter.
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