i had a fervently religious african maths teacher who looked like a black betty boop and had an ass like an easter egg. she was in her 30's but still a virgin ( no sex before marriage). she spent her weekends going on the p12 bus preaching until the driver kicked her off after which she'd wait at the bus stop for the next bus and do the same again. she had visions; christ once visited her (she said he was hot). naturally i wanted to fuck her brains out. in many respects my perfect woman. i'd like to think she was quite taken with me in being her diametric opposite; atheist, a slacker, etc. she was fucking hilarious, ferociously charismatic and had an amazing laugh. he catchphrase was this very guttural, very african "EH!".
we used to do this thing of asking her what she'd do to this flamboyantly gay boy in 6th form. she'd go full in "eh stop this with your wrist?!" (he had a limp wrist) "eh, what is it with all this 'th th th'?!" (he had a camp lisp).
anyway i got on really well with her except for when i'd sing this song accompanied with a sexy dance and she'd just glare at me furiously; she was very keen on church.