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We live in a world where logic and reason sometimes takes a backseat to

where we do things to satisfy an immediate need without contemplating the

consequences or the damage they might do to our lives.

This story is a lesson to us all about what happens when instant gratification

prevails over reason.

and ultimately leaves a trail of destruction behind it.

As the 2017 school year moved to an end, Sylvia had a lot to celebrate.

She'd just been given her third Teacher of the Year award.

Summer break was just around the corner, and Tyler, the student whom she'd

flirted with all year long, was finally graduating.

Hey, I'll see you at the graduation ceremony this week.

Yeah, I'll see you there.

Sylvia's attraction to Tyler had taunted her for the entire school year.

There had been months of long gazes, secret notes, subtle flirtations.

Sylvia knew at the time she couldn't act on her desires, not while Tyler was a

student.

But the utter frustration of wanting him continued to haunt her.

During her lunch break, instead of chatting it up with other teachers, she

in the bathroom relieving her frustrations.

It was a growing obsession, and it didn't help that Sylvia's husband Marcus

worked constantly.

She wanted him to lust after her the way Tyler had.

And she secretly hoped that if only Marcus paid a little more attention to

these feelings for Tyler might actually subside. What's that?

Touch me.

What?

Just feel how wet I am. Sylvia, stop it.

Please.

Sylvia, no. Not here. There's still people here.

It's five o 'clock and I don't care.

Sylvia, I said no.

Come on. Just for once in your life.

Be bad.

Can we do this tonight, please?

You always say that.

What? And then it never happens.

That's not fair.

It's true.

I don't know what you want, huh?

Yeah. Maybe.

Like that? Cute.

You won't?

Tell me.

Yes, sir.

No.

Oh, baby.

No. No.

Oh, yeah, baby.

Oh,

baby.

Oh, baby.

Oh, baby.

Oh, baby.

Oh, God.

Let's take a deep breath.

Yes.

Oh, yes.

Oh, fuck.

Yeah, that's it. You know, I like it.

That's it. I just like it.

Oh, fuck.

Just like that.

Oh, my God.

Well, thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, my fucking God.

Yes. Oh, fuck yeah.

Oh, baby. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, baby.

That's it.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, yes.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Five, four, three.

Thank you.

Oh, yeah, you love that person.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Oh, yeah, that's... Yeah, baby, you fucking...

I love you.

Sylvia had hoped rekindling a sexual relationship with her husband would save

her from all those lustful thoughts of Tyler. She soon realized it only made

them worse. And so she continued her ritual at school, flirting with Tyler,

appeasing the ache, until the day of Tyler's graduation, when all that pent

frustration could actually evolve beyond mere fantasy.

Let's go somewhere.

Yes, you can.

I can

see myself spending the rest of my life with you.

Tyler. I'm serious.

I want to be with you.

What do you mean you're postponing college for another year?

Holy fucking shit.

What?

You don't want to see that.

I'm sorry I overreacted. I just want to be with you.

Makeup fix later?

Tyler.

Who's Tyler?

Not her husband.

Sweet sinner.

I'm a teacher at St. James Prep, and I wanted to let you know that your son's

been having an affair with a teacher.

What's wrong?

Tyler is having an affair with Mrs. Sage.

It's a note he left on her desk in his handwriting.

Okay, calm down.

It's okay. In what scenario would this be okay?

An hour?

That was different.

Was it? Because you were my teacher, and I was 18.

Lexi's decision to not confront Tyler about his relationship with Sylvia

even more discord at school the following Monday.

Ryan and Chanel knew they had to take things a step further.

What if I went to her husband directly?

Why don't we just get out of here?

Run away.

You wanted me to go to college.

I do, but what I'm saying is, why don't I just go with you?

Just a few days ago, you said you weren't ready to leave your husband.

I only said that because I was scared.

Scared of what?

Scared of how much I've fallen in love with you.

Really think we could do this?

Tyler, I've been unhappy in my marriage for six years.

It wasn't until I met you I realized I could have the kind of love that I've

always wanted.

It's like you gave me a new kind of hope.

Well, you know, if we do this, there's gonna be a lot of people against us.

I don't care.

Oh, man.

Yeah.

Thank you.

One.

Two.

One.

One.

I like that baby.

Yes. Yes.

This is so good.

Mm -hmm.

Yes. Yes.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Oh, my God. You are so sexy.

Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

Uh -huh.

I think you still do it. I do.

You like that?

Oh my

gosh.

Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh.

So good.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my

God.

Oh, my God.

This feels so fucking good.

So

good.

Spider -Man feels so good.

So fucking good.

Oh, man, he feels so good.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God.

Oh, my God.

oh my god oh

my

god

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh my God.

Thank you.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God.

Oh,

my God.

Holy...

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God, you're doing so good.

Oh,

God.

Oh.

Oh.

I'm scared.

I'm scared.

I'm scared. I'm

scared.

Thank you.

I love you.

I love you.

Oh, baby, you're so good.

You're so good.

oh my god oh

my god

Oh, my God.

Oh, my

God,

it's me.

Oh, my God.

Yes.

Oh, yes.

You want me to come for you? Yes.

Yes. Yes, please.

Oh, yes.

Yes. Oh, my God. You want me to come?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Sylvia thought it would all be so easy.

She was so sucked in by the relationship that reason had all but abandoned her.

She didn't realize that there are always consequences to one's actions, and hers

were closer than ever before.

Marcus. Our marriage, it's not going to work, is it?

You know, Silver, I haven't been the best husband to you.

Work consumed me.

I mean, I did it for us.

You know, right?

Making money,

saving money, investing money.

All for us.

I know that.

If you did, you wouldn't have done what you did to me.

Tyler?

What's that?

Ring a bell?

You should.

Because if the 18 -year -old had been fucking behind my back.

You know, I used to remember you coming home and telling me how no one likes

your work.

They're jealous of you.

Your success.

Your happiness.

That wasn't it at all, was it?

No. They figured you out.

Yeah.

Because you're a phony.

That's what you are.

You're not the woman I fell in love with.

No.

The one who used to come home late at night and sleep in bed beside me.

You're someone else.

You're someone very different.

You're defective.

You're defective.

I didn't. Oh, you didn't.

What did you do?

You didn't think about me.

What was?

Just all about you.

You, you,

you. I guess... You thought about you all the time.

I was an afterthought.

Just let me... Every choice we make has a consequence.

And I'm not just talking about the big choices, like the ones that impact a

marriage or someone we love.

Was that a gunshot?

But even the little choices, the ones that were done simply out of spite or

jealousy, with no thought to the impact they might have.

Sweet sinner.

Sweet sinner.

Sylvia's attraction to Tyler had taunted her for the entire school year.

There had been months of long gazes, secret notes, subtle flirtations.

Sylvia knew at the time she couldn't act on her desires.

not while Tyler was a student.

It was a growing obsession, and it didn't help that Sylvia's husband Marcus

worked constantly.

She wanted him to lust after her the way Tyler had, and she secretly hoped that

if only Marcus paid a little more attention to her, these feelings for

might actually subside.

While Sylvia had hoped rekindling the sexual relationship with her husband

save her from all those lustful thoughts of Tyler, she soon realized it only

made them worse.

It was a whirlwind affair that turned out to be much more than just sex for

Sylvia. Tyler also proved to be a good friend and an emotional support that

summer. He paid attention to the things that mattered.

made her feel desired in a way her husband didn't anymore.

She never thought that she could fall this hard for her student.

But she did.

I could see myself spending the rest of my life with you.

Tyler. Why? I'm serious. I want to be with you.

You better be careful with those feelings.

Why?

Because in one week you leave for college and everything's going to be

different. And you're gone.

What do you mean you're postponing college for another year?

I thought maybe I could stay home for another year. I don't know, maybe get a

job, save some money.

You're telling me this now.

We're leaving tomorrow.

You worked for four years to get into an Ivy League school and you're going to

throw it all away?

These opportunities don't just happen, Tyler.

Maybe there's other opportunities. Maybe there's better opportunities for me,

Mom. What better opportunities?

This isn't a discussion.

You're going.

Mom, I'm 18.

I can do whatever I want.

You're ruining your life.

Tyler's commitment to Sylvia became an increasing problem for both of them

he postponed his freshman year of college.

He was a boy in love, and she, she was a woman with everything to lose.

What are you doing here?

I'm going to defer.

What are you talking about?

I'm not going to go to college. I'm going to stay here with you.

That's a bad idea.

No.

What? Why?

We can't have this conversation here. Let's just talk later. What are you

talking about? I'm not even a student anymore.

It doesn't matter.

Someone can see us. So what? Let him see us.

Tyler, I'm married. You coming to visit, it doesn't look good. I came here to

tell you that I'm not going to college for you and you're embarrassed to be

with me? It's not that.

It's just... You know what? I get it.

I'm out of here.

If it isn't Teacher of the Year.

Yeah, I didn't expect to win that again.

Again.

So, where'd they send you?

Huh?

Don't they usually, like, give you a trip or something for winning Teacher of

the Year?

Oh, right, yeah.

They have the trip to Europe, but I didn't go.

You didn't go?

No, you know, it's just a really busy summer, and I've already been to Europe

few times, so...

Already been to Europe, huh?

Best to be you.

All right.

Well, I'm going to run to the store and grab some more decorations for my room

if anyone wants to come.

Oh, I don't decorate.

Maybe if I did, I'd be a teacher there.

Okay. Well, if I don't see you guys before then, I guess I'll see you on

First day of school.

First day of school.

Decoration? I mean, they're teenagers, not babies.

Yeah, but you know she's a kiss -ass.

Besides, it got her teacher of the year again.

Poo -pooed her shrimp?

God, I hate her.

I know.

We want to go sneak her to her classroom?

See what these decorations are? Deal with some ideas?

Maybe get her on a little European vacation?

Sylvia had always been someone that other teachers were jealous of. The

principal's favorite, liked by the students. People wanted to kick her off

pedestal. But how could they do that to a seemingly infallible person?

Holy fucking shit.

What?

You don't want to see that?

I'm sorry I overreacted. I just want to be with you.

Make up sex later?

Tyler.

Who's Tyler?

Not her husband.

That bitch is having an affair.

Oh, this is good. It seems like the perfect idea at first, using that note

bring Mrs. Sage down.

But people never really consider everything that's at stake, especially

they decide to play God with someone's life.

Well, she doesn't have any Facebook friends named Tyler.

Never does her husband.

What if the note wasn't for her?

Well, it was in her classroom. Of course it's hers.

Who else would it be for?

Wait a minute.

What?

Do you remember that kid last year?

Tyler Nixon?

The one that always had a boner?

What if he's the one?

She's having an affair with.

No way.

You think?

Well, he was her student.

That would be bad.

That would be really bad.

Can we get the note to Principal Green?

No.

God, they're so far between their asses. He wouldn't even care.

Do you know who would care, though?

His mom.

I had a sister sophomore year.

Mom's an overprotective nightmare.

She goes right to the Gazette with it.

I like how you think.

This bitch is going down.

So bad.

For her to be done for so long.

I want her out of there.

Why are there so many buttons? I don't know.

I don't even care.

I know, right?

I say conservative.

Thank you.

Sylvia going down.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, man. I think I'm destroying her.

You buried that cock in me.

Fuck!

Yeah, there we go.

Fucking me.

Mmhmm.

Well, let's not waste any more time.

Do you have the mother's phone number?

Yeah. You know she's going to lose her job over this, right?

Well, that's the plan.

Bye -bye, Mrs. Sage.

teacher at St. James Prep and I wanted to let you know that your son's been

having an affair with the teacher.

What's wrong?

Tyler is having an affair with Mrs. Sage.

It's a note he left on her desk in his handwriting.

Okay, calm down.

It's okay. In what scenario would this be okay?

An hour?

I could see myself spending the rest of my life with you.

Tyler. What? I'm serious. I want to be with you.

What do you mean you're postponing college for another year?

Holy fucking shit.

What?

You don't want to see that.

I'm sorry I overreacted. I just want to be with you.

Make up sex later?

Tyler.

Who's Tyler?

Not her husband.

Hello?

Is this Mrs. Nixon?

This is she.

I'm a teacher at St. James Prep, and I wanted to let you know that your son's

been having an affair with a teacher.

What?

I'll send you a screenshot of a note he wrote her.

Um, please send it to me.

I'll send it now.

Thank you.

Bye.

All right, Mom.

I'll, uh, maybe back in a few hours.

All right. See ya.

What's wrong?

Tyler is having an affair with Mrs. Sage.

Who's Mrs. Sage?

His former English teacher.

Who told you that?

Someone from the school just called, found some notes.

Okay, well, don't jump to conclusions.

Do you think that's why he gave up college? Because this woman has roped

into a relationship?

Okay, just stop.

The first thing you can do is just talk to him about it. What am I supposed to

say? He's not a kid.

She's married.

She was his teacher.

She's destroying his future.

You don't know that. Yes, I do.

What's this?

It's a note he left on her desk in his handwriting.

Okay, calm down. It's okay. In what scenario would this be okay?

In ours?

That was different.

Was it? Because you were my teacher and I was 18.

I fell in love. I was a single mom and divorced.

Maybe they're in love. I don't want my son throwing his life away for some

married woman.

He's not throwing his life away. If he's making a mistake, then let him make a

mistake. Learn from it.

Education isn't just about going to college.

It's about life experiences.

That's easy for you to say. You're not his dad.

You don't have a vested interest in his future.

Yes, I do. Your happiness is my happiness.

I say we just let this thing play out, and if they stay in a relationship, and

he comes and confides to us, then we show him compassion.

What was not showed to us.

Did I ruin your life?

No.

You're the best thing that ever happened to me. Am I?

Yeah. I hate when you do this.

Do what? Make me see things in such a way that it's impossible for me to stay

mad.

Okay. Maybe. Yes. Yes.

Lexi's decision to not confront Tyler about his relationship with Sylvia

even more discord at school the following Monday.

With Sylvia still sitting happily on that little pedestal, Ryan and Chanel

they had to take things a step further.

Well, that was a good first day.

Yeah, just a blast.

Okay, well, see you guys tomorrow.

Did Mom not give anything to her?

Seems that way.

What kind of mom is fine with that?

Oh, my son's teacher fucked him. No big deal.

I thought you said she was overprotective.

She lives with her daughter.

She probably charmed her way out of it.

Oh, Mrs. Nixon, I'm just mentoring Tyler.

I just want to make everyone's life better.

Well, it kind of seems that way.

What if I went to her husband directly?

Yes.

That's the answer.

I mean, no guy's gonna be fine with his wife fucking some kid.

Yeah, and if I egg him on enough, he'll go to the principal, and then that bitch

will get fired.

You really hate her. I hate her.

Sylvia thought it would all be so easy.

She was so sucked in by the relationship that reason had all but abandoned her.

Why don't we just get out of here and run away?

I thought you wanted me to go to college.

I do, but what I'm saying is, why don't I just go with you?

Just a few days ago, you said you weren't ready to leave your husband.

I only said that because I was scared.

Scared of what?

Scared of how much I've fallen in love with you.

She didn't realize that there are always consequences to one's actions, and hers

were closer than ever before.

What are you doing here?

Marcus?

Our marriage.

It's not going to work either.