"Calm down," Matt said. "It's too late to leave. The show's gonna start any second."

"Matt, I said I'm…"

A cheer went up from the crowd, stunning Connie into silence. Matt turned her back toward the clearing at the center of the tent. A fat Mexican, smoking a cigar, his shirt open and his belly bulging out, led a huge mongrel stud into the ring. The dog looked like a cross between a Great Dane, an Irish setter, a German shepherd, and a Doberman. The dog growled, glaring at the crowd, and the Mexican cuffed it alongside the head.

Connie was entranced. What were they going to do with the dog? When Matt had suggested at the nightclub that there was a unique animal act in Tijuana that a veterinarian like herself simply had to see, Connie had been so giddy on tequila that she'd gone along gladly. Little had she known that Matt was going to drag her and Billy through dark streets and back alleys to a dilapidated tent that smelled like a combination barn and outdoor toilet. The tent was crammed with sweaty males, many of them very drunk. They looked at her as if she were a new zoo specimen and she'd begun sobering up immediately.

The cheering soared, punctuated with whistles and catcalls, most of them in Spanish. Connie couldn't believe her eyes. Making its way into the ring now was a donkey, being led by another fat Mexican. Astride the donkey's back sat a completely naked young girl, her tits well-developed for her age, her shiny black hair trailing all the way to her ass. As she rode through the crowd, smiling shyly, sweaty hands reached out for her, stroking her legs and feet, pinching her ass. A man broke from the crowd and shoved his head between her legs, biting at the black fur of her pussymound. An attendant beat him away with a riding crop, and the crowd's cheering crescendoed.

Connie stood there with her mouth open, frozen where she stood. She'd never witnessed anything so obscene in her life. Suddenly she remembered Billy and she panicked. She had to get him out of here. There was no telling what would happen next, no telling what kind of filthy show Matt had dragged them to. This was nothing for a young boy to see. She tried, but she couldn't move.