"Honesty is not always the best policy but it can be dangerous and fun. I was 28 when started up a chat with one of my graduate level professors at NYU. He was 45 at the time and married. Which I knew. Told him I didn't care. That I admired him, thought of him as most intelligent and desirable person I had ever met. I told him, for his information, that he had 'options.' He ignored me to a fault until texting back that i was "Making things very difficult for him."  At 2am i texted him a pic of myself topless and nothing else. In less than 24 hours, I'd broken his last resolve and he was in my bedroom. Inside of me. Kind of evil, i know." -Jessica K.