My senior year of high school ( boarding school) , I had a year long affair with a teacher ( he was 26). I liked that he seemed to promote me to adult, thought I was "sophisticated" for my age, and taught me to drink whiskey and play Ultimate Frisbee. It was tough to get my homework done though, and keep all my bonds with friends and classmates. Weirdly, my parents were fine with it. I felt like I was torn, leading a double life. It was romantic and also in this changed political landscape abusive(??). I'm quite frightened of authority, and will try to please on the surface, but rebel in my mind. I relate that way to bosses professors etc. They have my attention. My T takes great pains to be the safest male human on earth. Nothing would make him set ethics aside. That means the world to me- he is the least "creepy" human male ever, but yet I am ambivalent bc I don't , down deep, think/trust that he cares about me as much as if we did have that affair.