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I had one of my favorite students stay after school for a review the other day. I often see the look in his eyes when I’m teaching and hear the way he speaks to me and can’t help but think how he would feel on top of me, inside of me. I’m pretty confident that he wants me as much as I want him. So when we were finally alone after class I couldn’t help but flirt with him. He wouldn’t stop looking at me and asking me questions completely unrelated to schoolwork. I unbuttoned my blouse and slowly lifted my skirt while complaining that the air conditioning had been turned off. I encouraged him to take his shirt off. You know so he would be comfortable. So that was it! We ended up on the hard floor of the classroom paranoid that someone would walk in. I told him that this could never happen again, knowing full well that It absolutely WILL happen again and again .