She's my student. I'm her teacher. I've kept my eyes off her all semester, but when she volunteers to pose nude for our figure art drawing session, I know my job is about to get real difficult. It's not just her curves, her lines that I see - I see her. And I know she sees me too. And she's already started changing me in ways I don't know that I can control. How do I keep my hands off her when my entire career is riding on the line? When I'm contemplating giving it all up for her...?
She's my student. I'm her teacher. I've kept my eyes off her all semester, but when she volunteers to pose nude for our figure art drawing session, I know my job is about to get real difficult. It's not just her curves, her lines that I see - I see her. And I know she sees me too. And she's already started changing me in ways I don't know that I can control. How do I keep my hands off her when my entire career is riding on the line? When I'm contemplating giving it all up for her...?