I don't know what's wrong with me. I have recently developed a fascination with this young lady I teach in my high school biology class. I want to get to know her, I want to see who she really is under that wistful smile and those taunting eyes because she's so fake in school that I'm surprised "China" isn't tattooed on her neck with only mere flashes of the real minx inside. I want to find out who that girl I saw at the bar was, her baggy school uniform and ponytail replaced by a pair of denim shorts and a tube top to display her obscure back, bicep and chest tattoos and a silver ring atop her perfect black pout on the lip of a beer bottle. Her hair formed a wild gold-streaked mahogany halo of waves and curls parted on the right side. I only wish I could sit down by her side with my own drink and bring those ghosts of secrets around her to life through her husky, velvety voice and flashing tiger's eyes. Is this ok? Is it right for me, a married man and and her teacher, to be so infatuated with this woman? Am I a paedophile?