Date your student
Since it's an official no-no to date your student (or, perhaps to date your teacher), this SF Chronicle story from the end of June is especially naughty, and a little bit delicious.Though yoga instructor Laura Camp began on cue---saying no, no, no to that fluttery feeling she had when her future-hubby first came to class---it eventually got the better of her---and him.
"I had rules about not dating students," she adds. "It was the first time in 15 years of teaching that I felt an 'uh-oh.' "
It has all the fixin's of a true-romance, including hedging, misunderstandings, dinner, making out, and a performance-art wedding. On their first quasi-date: "... within minutes of his arrival at her home, the two were intertwined (and not in a yoga sort of way). Minutes later, Laura abruptly announced that Aaron had to leave. The suddenness of their intimacy was too much. Two days later, however, they were back together and have been so ever since."
"Aaron: "We should have met years ago."
Laura: "That's my only regret."
(For the other perspective (what can and does go wrong when romance flares) check out Ogden, the Inappropriate Yoga Guy. Yikes!)