The Hot Masseur: Delicious Ethics Question of the Day

“In high school I had a HUGE closet-homo crush on a guy named Mark. He was the super athletic jock and I was the invisible sad nerd. I discovered that he now runs a successful sports massage clinic in my hometown. I live 2000 miles away, I look nothing like I did then, and my name is different. I’m seriously considering booking a massage with him during my upcoming trip home. Am I way outside what is appropriate here? I know that this might sound really creepy.”