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I was 19 and studying abroad in Cuernavaca, Mexico, when I noticed my Spanish teacher. At first there were two people in the class: me and another American girl, soon she transferred to another class so it was just me and her. My Spanish teacher knew a little English but did not like to encourage speaking it. In turn I knew very little Spanish. So our way of communication was stupid hand signs and by flirting.
I could tell we both seemed interested in each other but were not sure. So one day I asked if she wanted to go out to dinner and dancing. She smiled and agreed and off we went, but she said we needed to be careful not to get caught.
To make this story short, after dinner and wine we ended up at her parent
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