Caught in the Memory...

I remember last weekend like it was a dream... Me, a teacher, calling one of my students by an affectionate nickname during lunch break when we were alone in the staff lounge. The way he looked at me then, his eyes softening... It wasn't anything that crossed any lines, but still.... I felt this rush of power and protectiveness. It was overwhelming yet exhilarating. Just thinking about it now makes my heart race.