I grabbed my car keys and purse and drove out to my son's school, feeling like a shameless slut as I drove wearing only my raincoat. My heart felt like it would burst out of my chest as I stepped inside the school. The office was down a long corridor and I managed to arrive during the end of a class change. I was jostled by rushing students once or twice and almost giggled madly as I envisioned my coat falling open and standing naked surrounded by all these young men and women.

In the office, I informed the secretary that I needed to check my son out of school....