My boyfriend, Ron, and I had been fighting for several weeks. He had become jealous and possessive and demanded to know my whereabouts 24 hours a day.

I secretly resolved to move out when our lease was up a month later. At the same time I began to deny him sexual privileges, eliminating the pleasures he so prized and of which he was so jealous. Realizing he had been cut off, he quickly went into a blue funk and became sullen and moody.

Deprived of sex, he would, I hoped, get the message and decide to move out on his own, saving me the trouble. Instead, his sexual frustration only made him more jealous and cantankerous, and I went ahead and signed a lease on a new place and prepared to move.

On the morning before my impending departure I arose early, took my shower, and went back into our bedroom,... Read More