I’ve always liked girls. When the other little boys were out playing their games, I wanted to hang close to the young ladies. There is always a boy or two in every class that wants to play with the girls, but they mostly grow up gay. I didn’t particularly want to play... just to be close to them!
In second grade I had a severe crush on my teacher, Miss Francisco. All I remember of her now was that she had red hair. I would purposely dawdle on my class work so I could be kept after school, and have her all to myself. My regular afternoon date with an older woman! I’m afraid I didn’t get much of my work done then either; mostly I just mooned over that sexy red head.
Then my folks put me in a Catholic school. Nuns! What a let-down.