In the last congregation we attended with my father alive, there was a family whose one daughter was roughly a year-and-a-half younger than me. Around the time I was fourteen & she was thirteen, we started to notice each other in new & different ways (as much as the Borg would permit, of course..). No one seemed to think anything of it at first, especially since it was always in the context of attending the same Book Study, etc. That all changed when it was discovered that we had been exchanging notes at school & calling each other up almost every afternoon before the 'grown-ups' got home. From then on we were forbidden to be in the same room together, even with the door wide open, or even to visit much of anyplace else without someone scrutinizing us every minute or so
My first real crush, squelched thanks to the WTBTS..
Not more than a couple of years later, if my memory serves me--the same parents grew paranoid all over again when their ten-year-old son, who looked upon me as a sort of 'big brother,' started begging for hugs & following me around the Kingdumb Hall or elsewhere in a sort of clinging fashion. It got to the point where I couldn't give the kid a 'high-five' or innocently tousle his hair without getting dirty looks..
Damned if I did, damned if I didn't..
DR