Called in by my homeroom teacher, I was told I was violating the school's no-dating rule. Though my boyfriend insisted we hadn't had sex, I ended up confessing the truth and got dragged into trouble. The teacher demanded, "Reenact it right here, right now," and since my future academic path was on the line, we reluctantly started having sex. But suddenly, the teacher pushed my boyfriend aside, sat beside me, and thrust himself inside. To my surprise, the sex with the teacher I once despised felt incredibly good—better than with my boyfriend. The next day, my boyfriend began ignoring me, and our relationship quickly fell apart.