I'm reminded of Indiana Jones, dry old university professor with a classroom full of young women hurling themselves at him. He doesn't seem like someone who takes much notice of rules, but I don't think he is sleeping with his students.
He wants a deeper bond.
And it isn't as if this sort of decision isn't a choice we all face. Not with sex, but with sweets or alcohol, or - in my case - a good book.
That Rage book has just landed in my inbox. It's hit Library Genesis, I see, and I can't resist forbidden fruit.