He Lost His Head
Up until age 46, what I knew about the wild world of sadomasochism you could fit in a thimble. Actually, something smaller. I was that clueless. But then I got my job at Action magazine (a sex tabloid) and found myself dispatched to dungeons and such to pick up ad money. The boss didn’t just sell advertising to prostitutes; dominatrixes and dungeons also ran in his paper.