So we get done with the lesson, load up the cars and head back home, when my wife said, "Brad (NHRN) was really hitting on me". He's our instructor; mid-20s, good looks, athletic, cocky as hell, and a really good driver. "He what?" "Yeah, he's been doing it since the first day, but today he gave me the full-court press." I asked, "Why didn't you say something earlier?" "I didn't want to mess up the classes, and until today he was harmless." I stopped the truck. "What happened?" "He asked why I was with a broken down old man and then he tried to feel up my leg. I didn't know what to do, it was really awkward."
I take it she wasn't "carrying" that day...or else he might have been a neutered young man after she was done with him!