My favourite teacher
Last updated 1 year ago
THE TEACHER I didn’t realize she had walked behind me. She massaged my shoulders, relaxing the nervous tension that had been shooting through my body. I leaned into it and let her fingers push into my neck muscles. Whatever she was doing with her adept fingers felt > THIS ACTUALLY HAPPENED TO ME WHEN I TOOK AN INTRO-COMPUTER COURSE AT BLOOMFIELD COLLEGE AT THE AGE OF 46!!!