Okay, story time since even my best friends don't really know this. It's known I hooked up with a former student when I was a graduate student (she was technically like a week younger than me, I was a first year grad student TA and she was a 5th year senior), but no one knows the real story.

This girl was in my class, not very smart, but had big tits. Can't say I didn't notice this while teaching. Anyways, she kept asking me if we could hang out, but this was out loud and I just thought she was trying to get attention, as I was pretty friendly with all of my students. Then she added me on Facebook, which had happened with other students and didn't bother me really as I don't use Facebook much. Fast forward like a week or two and the class ended officially, as I had just turned in my grades, however the academic year was not done, we just didn't have a final for the recitation sections. I believe there were like two more weeks in the semester technically. So one Friday night I'm at a party, drunk, and somehow we started talking on Facebook messenger (I honestly don't remember and don't want to go back and look because... yeah). Anyways, she gave me her phone number, I text her, and instead of responding via text she calls me later that night. She was drunk as well, and was very forward. She basically asked if I would want to have sex with her, etc, it got pretty dirty and I was excited (and not thinking straight). So then we casually text the next week or so, and she comes over to my house one night. We drink a little bit, and end up having sex. It stops early because she gets weirded out, claiming she doesn't want another friends with benefits situation (which she had many, many in the past. This was possibly the most sex positive girl I've ever met) and instead just wants a close male friend. It's whatever to me, we just hang out the rest of the night and she leaves in the morning. She then proceeds to come over again two days later, we have sex again but no panic attack on her end. Things are cool, I don't feel like I'm doing anything wrong since my grades are in, the class is over before any of this happened. Then the next weekend, she texts me saying she talked to another TA and found out we had access to the final exam for the lecture component of the course (we TA taught recitations but proctored the exam for the lecture part). She, in a text message, offers to blow me to see the exam. I instinctively just say "I really hope you're kidding" and pretend like it never happened. This was partially in frustration, partially to cover my ass in case of the worst. She proceeds to come over a few days later. At this point I am not really interested in her anymore, but she begs to see the exam. I think I was afraid she would go telling everyone we slept together, so I showed her the exam. Nothing sexual between us happened then or ever afterwards. We hung out maybe one more time, but this time with a mutual friend. I started to really realize she was crazy, and tried as nicely as possible to distance myself. She passed the class, I luckily wasn't her TA ever again. Now shes long graduated, nothing ever actually came of it. I feel like shit about it still.