Years ago, I walked into the bathroom at the precise moment my then gf was throwing her anovulant in the toilet. She rushed to try to flush it down, I blocked her, saw it really was the anovulant and that she was still clutching the compact case.

I then remembered my father telling me when I was 13, They will try to trap you. Contraception is YOUR responsability.

A few days later I knew she was supposed to be menstruating. I asked her, she confirmed she was. I asked to see. She was so pissed that I asked to see by myself. She pulled down her pants and panties and showed the pad. YOU DON'T TRUST ME? I said: I did, but not anymore, not ever anymore.

I added: We both agree you are now menstruating, that you are not pregnant and that we did not have sex since I caught you trying to trap me. She noded. We will not have sex within the next 30 days in which you have to vacate the premises. If you can move out earlier it would be appreciated.

Thank gawd for her forgetting to lock the bathroom door and my barging in. That little accident saved my ass.

We were both 18 at the time. I think I handled it well. No shouting, no violence and I'm off the hook in less than 30 days.

I told my father and he said: You did good! You do know she's only the first one of a long string of them.