We told our teacher, and he snapped at us and said we all dressed like sluts.

In 6th grade, I struggled with math. My teacher wasn’t someone I could feel comfortable talking to. He had a substitute in very often, Mr. B. Mr. B would go around to all of the girls while we were working and press himself against us, put his hand on our bra straps, and look down our shirts if he had the chance. We told our teacher, and he snapped at us and said we all dressed like sluts and how dare we say that about Mr. B. Mr. B was arrested 4 years later for molesting a 12 year old boy.