Sanjay

Are you hungry? Whatever.

Yeah, I don't think I looked like one because I think in my head, all goths were white kids and they were very pasty and with very dark hair. So my hair was dark, my hair was long, but I didn't quite look the part, look the same.

Around about the age of 14, 15, so we're talking, what, 1988, somehow I got involved in a small group of people that started going to a cafe at lunchtime with Miss Bowen.

I guess that was when I got to know the guys that would be in the cafe more because we didn't really have that much social interaction otherwise.

Proper names?

Gareth.

I really don't know. At first, anyway, or general conversation, I can't really remember anything.

They would be much more flirtatious, particularly with Miss Bowen. They were a little bit more crude or rude with the sort of things they were coming up with. And I just sat there and I was part of it.

I think it's fair to say things started getting a little bit more inappropriate. So I was egged on by the others to give her a kiss. So I'd kiss her. I was egged on to touch her.

Just a kiss on the lips. And it made me feel amazing. But at the same time, I felt a bit embarrassed and she wouldn't stop it from happening. And then when you said touch her... Yeah, so there was touching in inappropriate places.

Both. I put my hand between her legs on her lap.

In the cafe.

Yeah, so... It was a suggestion that one of the lads in particular would have had and he would have done it himself to show me what I needed to do. I grabbed her breasts on one occasion and just held them. I didn't do anything more than that.

The staff were there. There would have been other people at other tables. Again, when you look back at it, I can't imagine what that would have looked like or what that would have seemed like to other people sat at other tables having their lunches or a cup of tea or whatever. No-one really told us to stop. No-one told us ever to get out. No-one ever came past the table and made any comments.

We just sat there and this sort of stuff used to happen.

Well, certainly from my own perspective, I'd really got into a place where I started becoming quite infatuated by her.

And I can't be sure whether the other guys from the cafe were as well. But it felt to me that that was an invitation for me to go round to hers.

I think I ended up at my mate's house instead. And I remember thinking most of that evening just sitting there going, I should have gone to Miss Bowen's house. If I went there, then maybe I would have got more than just a kiss on the lips.

And when she left school, it was very much a case of one day she was there, the next day there was a rumour, the day after that she was gone.

That she'd slept with Gareth.