It was what I had dreamt of all those years when I read of dueling pistols and men of great action and few words. ”Suddenly, I wished my women’s studies professor from Sarah Lawrence were there.
After the punching finally stopped, Anton walked up to me shirtless and sweaty, caked with blood and dirt, his arms outstretched in an unmistakable gesture of victory. Pistols at dawn seemed a ludicrous symbol of male egotism, and I longed for men in tailored suits, who solved arguments with Woody Allen jokes and New Yorker references.
I got nervous and sweaty whenever we interacted, and my childish crush raged until high school ended.
(Even though he's not "technically" your teacher, he's still representing the school as a teacher, and, of course, you are a student.)So for starters, this guy has pretty bad judgment for putting his job and reputation on the line like this.
But I’m not going to lie: Part of me was turned on.
Here was a guy protecting my honor, placing himself into bodily harm on my behalf.
And also, whether you realize it or not, he's really taking advantage of his position and messing with your sense of what's appropriate or not for the future.
Listen--it's totally normal for you to feel good when someone finds you attractive.