What happens in college, stays in college. My name is Summer and I have a secret. Something that may or may not cross the student-teacher boundary depending on how you look at it. We have been playing this back and forth game but never crossing the line. It has gotten so bad that I haven't slept with anyone since I started talking this class. But now the semester is coming to an end and I am finally going to make my move. At this point I don't care about the possibility of rejection because I know he wants this too and I'm going to be coming at him fast and hard. He won't have a chance to think of saying no.