Chapter One
Leavy
Lisa is, or until recently, was my wife. We loved each other dearly. In an earlier account, I described how she was blackmailed into submitting for thirty days to the will of an ex-cop named Frank Racine. When her month of service was over, she elected to stay with him. In fact, she begged him to keep her as his woman. She promised to do whatever he demanded. Of course, I was devastated, for awhile I was suicidal. But then I convinced myself that her willing submission to Frank was just some sort of crazy quirk in her psychological makeup that she had to work out. I lived with the hope that she would soon come home. But that hope began to die when I learned that Frank had loaned her to his friend, a repulsive old degenerate named Silk. During her thirty day period with
