Now sick fucker that I am/was when I was 18 I went out to a bar one pleasant evening and hooked up with a teacher I had in jr year of high school, we kept it discreet(no contact in school) and the only person who knew SHE told (which I thought was stupid) It was no love thing on either end and was TOTALLY FUCKIN WORTH IT.I was 18,she was 36. When I went to E.M.T. school a couple years later,one of the instructors was somebody I hooked up with a LOT when we both lived in sarasota.THAT was much more uncomfortable,mostly because I was in a relationship with somebody and sorely didnt need the temptation,some people suspectedthat there was history there but,I never said.The first day of class was uncomfortable,she did roll call and got to my name,looked me in the face ,blushed and didnt call my name.I thought for sure somebody would pick up on it,nobody did.later on in the semester another student did remark about her casually touching me on the arm during conversation(no Biggie to me) and asked me if I was "tappin that" i replied no,were just from the same town,on the gulf side. yeah it was a little strange at times,but shit,that pales with things like x wife meetin some body Im seeing,or another classic,current wife meets x wife now THAT is nerve wracking shit. Point being learning to cope with ones sexual faux pas is a part of growing into an adult,and learning to be human. Theres MUCH more to learn in school than the curriculum,much more. :nods: