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Hi,
Here is the story which was told to me by an ex girlfriend about when she was a teenager in the early 1970s.

Pamela had two things that bothered her in life: one was a fear of being laughed at, the other was a poor aptitude for mathematics; to her the greatest invention was the pocket calculator.

And that is what made her want to punish Mrs Hanson.

To Pamela the sum just didn't make sense, her mind went blank and she found herself just unable to multiply the two digit numbers together especially when the whole class was now looking in her direction. She ended up just staring down at the workbook on her desk hoping the answer would just suddenly appear or she would disappear.

Mrs Hanson, was as subtle as ever.

"Really, you can't do that...I suggest you start at your two times table and memorize that if you can."

The class laughed and Pamela felt humiliated. she hardly slept that night and hardly ate her breakfast. she wanted Mrs Hanson to feel as humiliated as she had been - but how.

Mrs Hanson was in her thirties, with two children and a fear of getting fat; she wasn't but she was curvy.

She was always going swimming at the pool in the grounds during lunchtime and that gave Pamela an idea; what is she slipped in and stole her clothes?

Pamela followed her in and waited until she got changed and dived into the pool.

She was going to steal all her clothes but she lost her nerve - but not completely, instead she rummaged through her bag and pulled out her bra and panties; they were red and lacy and the sexiest pair of bra and panties she'd ever seen. Pamela imagined how humiliated she would feel having to walk around naked under her dress and knowing someone had sneaked in and stolen her underwear.

So Pamela slipped them into her blazer pocket and walked out - she felt so light-headed she thought she was going to faint!

About half an hour later, she saw Mrs Hanson walking across the yard towards her classroom, she looked flushed and uneasy, one hand pulling her cardigan across her ample bosom and her other hand defensively resting on the skirt of her dress just in case a sudden gust of wind blew it up.

Pamela wasn't surprised when she went home shortly afterwards and didn't come back for a few days.

Mrs Hanson stopped going swimming.

Hope you enjoyed this tale

So until next time...