Hands off!

"My soccer coach is pretty," B said. Indeed. The coach was blond, fit and wore her hair in a ponytail - a guaranteed win for B, especially the ponytail. Except that B was having a very difficult time focusing on the game. Simone called her six year old over at halftime. "B," she said. "You're not playing soccer! When you're on the field, you're sticking close to your coach and you're slipping your arm around her waist when you can and, what's worse, you're grabbing her bum! That's wrong! Grabbing a woman's bum is wrong." B stared at his mother, wide-eyed. "It is?" "It is," Simone assured him. B turned to his father and narrowed his gaze. "Dad, did you know that grabbing a woman's behind is wrong?" B's father gave his son and wife a slightly sheepish wink. "Um..."