My Spanish teacher called me "Brittney the Beauty" and she would rub my shoulders. She once told me that she needed to talk to me after class. I went to her and she told me that I was doing so well that she wanted to bring me to dinner and show me off to her family that was from Spain. I went thinking other students are going to go and when I was there no other students were there. I was sitting at the table and she and her husband walked in. Her husband was so sweet and we had a great dinner. Later her son came downstairs and my teacher yelled at him to go back and he did and my teacher went upstairs and I heard him screaming and crying (mind you this kid was like 5). The next day in class she grabbed my butt. I found out she has done that to other kids in my class and I got her fired and when she was being investigated they found that her son was being beaten and starved.
