@Leadfoot,
I don't know our poster's knowledge of the world, but I'll hold to my present opinion re being wary re her handling it.
I remember being seventeen and having a crush on a guy that was 34 or so, on my father's crew. I'm sure he knew, I was probably saucer-eyed. He was nice to me, the ultimate dumb 17 year old, as described before on a2k, but didn't flirt. Sometimes we talked about the country we were driving through. Plus, he would go out at night to clubs, whatever. I wasn't in his sights. Not to mention my father was around for the whole film trip. But, I still remember him a zillion years later; I was very interested, if quiet.
Years later, I figure he might have been gay, but I don't know that either. That would have been pretty feisty re clubbing in the late 50's, (or maybe not, but in Nebraska?).
Our poster may not be anywhere as much of a relationship dummy as I was, but I still see power imbalance at this point. Early twenties, I would but quite so sure of my take from afar.