In five pages this writer considers determinism and the nature of free will and also recounts a trio of personal stories involving social interaction and conflict.  One source is cited in the bibliography.
                                    
  
                                    
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                                                    intrusion.  This was not the case with my senior year psychology teacher, who was -- unbeknownst to me -- the most notorious player that schools administration had ever seen.   
                                                
                                                    Indeed, he was handsome and charming, making me feel as though I was the most special student in all his classes.  At seventeen, attention from a much older   
                                                
                                                    man is often something that is difficult to overlook, particularly when one feels very comfortable in his presence as was the case with this teacher.  What I did not   
                                                
                                                    know was that he had a history riddled with one-night affairs with a number of my classmates. 	We did end up meeting for one night behind a closed furniture store   
                                                
                                                    in the back of his van.  Feelings of humiliation danced around my head as I wondered why he was so intent upon secluding us as he had, yet they   
                                                
                                                    did not deter me from taking full advantage of this good looking mans attentions.  As it turned out, he was unable to hold up his end, so to speak,   
                                                
                                                    and nothing of any importance ever took place.  I was filled with a combination of frustration and disappointment, but he did not seem to be too concerned with how   
                                                
                                                    the situation turned out; this, as I see now, was because he had a queue of others just waiting for the opportunity to take my place in that van.   
                                                
                                                    Only years later, at my ten-year reunion, was I mature enough to confront him with what I thought of his despicable behavior, which I had learned had not changed one   
                                                
                                                    bit during the previous decade.  #2        In high school I had a black boyfriend.  This was something my mother never considered