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Underneath It All

by anna at 09:03 AM on January 11, 2003

My high school history teacher was quite the fetching head-turner, along these lines. Miss Lutz, as she preferred to be called, sported auburn hair cascading well past her shoulders, strikingly green eyes and a killer body. She dressed provocatively as well, though to my knowledge her wardrobe didn't include any thigh-high boots. I do know her bra always matched her panties, which provoked much jealousy among female students.

See, she had this tendency to leave one too many buttons undone and favored miniskirts. I remember thinking she must be awfully clumsy since she was forever dropping her chalk and bending down to pick it up. Racier still, she'd perch her ass on a student's desktop to hold forth about Sherman's March or some such thing.

Naturally, opinions remained sharply divided along gender lines. Guys were mesmerized by her while catty gals theorized that the taut-bodied 33 year old must have made a pact with Satan. Accusations of favoritism toward certain strapping lads ran rampant. Yet everyone agreed that she did a good job. Stoners and short bus students alike excelled in history.

As if on cue, scurrilous rumors began to circulate. Word had it that for said lads, detention needn't be such a tedious ordeal. That is, no more than Bill's trysts with Monica were. To top it off, she'd, uh...consummate the dirty deed, which was all but unheard-of in those days of spitting. Or so it was said. Anyway, it wasn't long before she disappeared. The principal maintained that she'd elected to pursue other employment avenues, but everyone knew better.

I hadn't given Miss Lutz a moment's thought until the sordid Mary Kay Letourneau saga emerged, spawning sympathetic books, movies and even a fan club. More recently I spied her youthful lover on TV, moping about how he'd been victimized by this sexual predator, robbed of his childlike innocence and what-have-you. I didn't buy into his mewling, and neither did a Seattle jury.

Here's my take: A female teacher giving a little hands-on tutelage in the finer points of boot-knockng is nowhere near as reprehensible as a male lecher taking advantage of an impressionable lass's vulnerability. Fact is, double standards often exist for good reason. As such, my guess is that The Graduate wouldn't have garnered all those Oscars had its central characters' genders been reversed. Then again, times have indeed changed.

comments (8)

"And here's to you MISTER Robinson?" hmmm... might work. There's a scenario in 25th hour(sucked), that involves the female student seducing the male teacher, and you actually feel bad for the male teacher.

by LOCKHEED at January 11, 2003 2:11 PM

don't stand so close to me... young teacher the subject.. blah blah blah..nabokov(that book from)

by lockheed at January 11, 2003 2:12 PM

...let happy be where sadness was...let happy see what sadness was... and then...and only then... will all these posts... never have to be written again... the proper dynamic Peace in the Cosmos... no fear, no sorrow... joy... yes... guiltless joy... the last farewell...

by LOCKHEED at January 11, 2003 7:35 PM

My only qualm with teacher-student relations is that it never happened to me.
So, that last paragraph...you (Anna) basically state that, while a female teacher fucking a student is more "extracurricular," a male teacher plugging his is a lecherous, manipulative pig. Well, you're absolutely right.
Also, when I was in fifth grade, I had a Letourneau-esque teacher. She never diddled me or anything, but years later, I remembered her and it made me really uncomfortable. She wore those transluscent silk blouses and would stand over me (and only me) in a COMPLETELY inappropriate manner when I had a question relating to the textbook. What can I say? I was a hot eleven-year old. It figures; the one time I have a beautiful older chick hanging on me, and I can't even FATHOM a boner.

by douchenation at January 12, 2003 2:22 AM

I think anyone from the "old days" has heard the story of the older woman tutoring the young lad in the finer art of lovemaking. That was just how it came down. As disgusting as I think it is, it's almost normal (except if the genders were reversed). Any how, do men get hard when they are being terrorized and compromised?
Just wondering.

by Crayzee N at January 13, 2003 1:19 PM

Sometimes you have to slip 'em a Viagra, like reverse-roofies. Then they're putty in your hands.

by Anna at January 13, 2003 6:23 PM

A fan club of 12 year old boys no doubt.

by Ezy at January 14, 2003 8:54 AM

Remind me why Lockheed is allowed to post again?
Anyway, I never had a teacher like that, at least not one who was lecherous to ME. There was a particular English teacher in high school, but she only went for the shy-looking Asian boys. But she did often wear tight skirts and/or low cut blouses, which was very nearly more than my 16-year old brain could wrap itself around. Ahh, the lost days of youth. Not "innocent" by any stretch.

by Adam at January 16, 2003 7:07 AM