nch poodle could master the same feat。
It is certainly true； however； that captive dolphins exhibit distinct and plex personalities。 Some are gregarious and easily tamed； while others are aloof and belligerent； some are happy to perform stunts for cheering tourists； while others get ulcers。 Because each dolphin is so sensitive and unique； curators must be extremely careful when selecting the animals for mercial aquarium shows。
When it came to jumping hula hoops； Dickie the Dolphin was petent if unspectacular。 The same could be said for his tail…walking； his backward flips and his mastery of the beach ball。 While most spectators thought he was a lovable ham； experienced dolphin trainers could see he was just going through the motions。 Ever since replacing the deceased Orky as the Amazing Kingdom's aquatic star； Dickie had approached each performance with the same sullen indifference。 He took a similar attitude into the swim…along sessions； where he habitually kept a large distance between himself and whatever loud pale humanoid had been suckered into entering the tank。
The exception； of course； was when Dickie the Dolphin got into one of his 〃moods。〃 Then he would frolic and nuzzle and rub eagerly against the swimmer； who inevitably mistook these gestures for honest affection。 Dolphin researchers have documented numerous sexual advances upon human beings of both genders； but they cannot agree on the animal's intention in these circumstances。 If dolphins truly are second to people on the intelligence scale； then they most certainly would not mistake a bikini…clad legal secretary for a member of their own species。 Which raises a more intriguing hypothesis： that captive male dolphins attempt these outrageous liaisons out of mischief； or perhaps even revenge。 The truth is locked deep inside the dolphin's large and plicated cerebrum； but the phenomenon has been widely reported。
On the evening of August 6； Dickie the Dolphin was in a state of high agitation as he circled the darkened whale tank at the Amazing Kingdom of Thrills。 Perhaps it was the percussion of the nearby fireworks that disrupted the powerful creature's peace； or perhaps it was the effect of a long and lonely confinement。 Although the trained seals and pelicans could be entertaining； Dickie the Dolphin probably would have preferred the panionship of a female partner。 And he would have had one if Francis X。 Kingsbury had not been so cheap。 In any event； the solitary dolphin was keeping a sharp and wily eye on the motion taking place along the walkway above。
At the first splash； Dickie swiftly sounded； tracking a small steel object to the bottom of his tank。 He never considered retrieving the item； as there would be no reward for his effort…the buckets of cut fish had been hauled away hours ago。 So the dolphin disregarded Pedro Luz's gun； glided slowly to the surface and waited。
The second splash was different。
Pedro Luz was astonished by the strength of the one…eyed man。 He took a punch as well as anyone that Pedro Luz had ever assaulted； plus he was quick。 Every time Pedro Luz swung and missed； the bearded stranger hit him two or three times in the gut。 It was starting to hurt immensely。
Having lost his own gun； Pedro Luz tried to retrieve the spare…Joe Winder's gun…from the pocket of his trousers。 Every attempt brought a new flurry of punches from the one…eyed hobo； so Pedro Luz abandoned the plan。 With a bellowing lunge； he was able to get a grip on the stranger's collar…an animal collar！…and pull him close。 Pedro Luz preferred squeezing to boxing； and was confident he could end the fight （and the big freak's life） with a vigorous hug。 That's when somebody grabbed Pedro Luz's hair from behind； and yanked his head back so fiercely that a popping noise came from his neck。 Next thing he knew； his pants were off and he was thrashing in the warm water。 Above him stood Joe Winder and the stranger； peering over the rail。
Swimming is an exercise that depends more on style than muscle； and Pedro Luz was plainly a terrible swimmer。 The throbbing of his truncated leg added pain to ineptitude as he paddled the tank haplessly in search of a ladder。 When the massive dolphin rolled beside him in the dark； Pedro Luz cursed and splashed his arms angrily。 He was not the least bit afraid of stupid fish； perhaps he was deceived by the dolphin's friendly smile； or misled by childhood memories of the hokey 〃Flipper〃 television series。 In any event； Pedro Luz struck out at the creature with the misguided assumption that he could actually hurt it； and that it was too tame and good…natured to retaliate。 Pedro's drug…inflamed brain failed to register the fact that Dickie the Dolphin was a more attuned physiological specimen than Pedro Luz himself； and about five hundred pounds larger。 When the animal nudged him playfully with its snout； Pedro Luz balled his fists and slugged its silky gray flank。
〃Be careful；〃 Joe Winder advised from the walkway； but Pedro Luz paid no attention。 The damn fish would not go away！ Using its pectoral flippers almost as arms； it held Pedro Luz in a grasp that was gentle yet firm。
Spitting curses； he kicked the dolphin savagely and pushed away。 Stroking clumsily for the wall of the tank； he saw the long sleek form rise beneath him。 A fin found Pedro Luz's armpit and spun him roughly。 He came up choking； but again the creature tugged him down。 Once more Pedro Luz fought his way to the top； and this time Dickie the Dolphin began to nip mischievously…tiny needle…like teeth raking Pedro's neck； his shoulders； his bare thighs。 Then the dolphin rolled languidly on its side and gave a soft inquisitive whistle； the same sound Flipper used to make at the end of the TV show when he waved at the camera。 Pedro Luz tried not to be afraid； but he couldn't understand what this dolphin was trying to say； or do。 The salt water stung his eyes and his throat； and the stump of his leg felt as if it were on fire。
Again Pedro Luz felt cool fins slide under his arms as the dolphin gradually steered him toward the deepest part of the tank。 The security man tried to break free； but it did no good。 Something else propelled him now…a formidable protuberance that left no doubt as to Dickie the Dolphin's true purpose。
Pedro Luz was awestruck and mortified。 The long pale thing loomed from the gray water and touched him…hooking； in fact； around his buttocks。 The amphibious prodding brought an unfamiliar plea to Pedro Luz's lips： 〃Help！〃
Watching events unfold in the tank below； Skink agreed it was an extraordinary scene。
〃I told you；〃 said Joe Winder。 〃It's one of Nature's marvels。〃
Pedro Luz began to whimper。 No regimen of weight training and pharmaceutical enhancement could have prepared him； or any mortal man； for an all…out sexual attack by a healthy bottle…nosed dolphin。 Pedro Luz had never felt so helpless； exhausted and inadequate； desperately he punched at the prodigious inquiring tuber； only to be rebuked by a well…placed slap from Dickie's sinewy fluke。
Leaning over the rail； Joe Winder offered more advice： 〃Just roll with it。 Don't fight him。〃
But the futility of resistance was already clear to Pedro Luz； who found himself…for the first time in his adult life…pletely out of strength。 As he was pulled underwater for the final time； terror gave way to abject humiliation： he was being fucked to death by a damn fish。
THIRTY…FIVE
Nina asked where he was calling from。
〃Charlie's office；〃 Winder said。 〃Here's what I'm going to do： I'll leave the phone off the hook all night。 That way you can work on your poetry and still make money。〃
〃Joe； that'll cost him a fortune。 It's four bucks a minute。〃
〃I know the rates； Nina。 Don't worry about it。〃
〃You ready for the latest？〃
〃Just one verse。 Time's running out。〃
〃Here goes；〃 she said； and began to recite：
〃You flooded me with passions
Hard and lingering。
You took me down again
Pumping breathless； biting blind。
Hot in your bloodrush； I dreamed of more。〃
〃Wow；〃 Winder said。 Obviously things were going gangbusters between Nina and the light…truck salesman。
〃You really like it？ Or are you patronizing me again？〃
〃Nina； you're breaking new ground