Mark, heading north, stepped in front of Arnie’s car at an intersection, and from that moment Arnie began forming his plan. He would have Mark shortly, whatever it took. Arnie was 5’11”; he liked his turnouts to be shorter than he was, so this guy would work out fine. Arnie could see that Mark was “ripe for the picking so he moved in quickly for the kill.

Arnie watched Mark cross the street, then turned to follow the youth and slowly followed his intended victim. Mark slowed down as his earlier drinking got the better of him. He finally sat down on a bench mid-block to gather his wits – and sobriety. Arnie pulled up and offered him a ride. Mark laughed at the seemingly coincidental perfect timing and thanked Arnie profusely before climbing into the car and telling Arnie his address and saying, “Home, Jeeves,” then promptly passing out. Arnie, of course, took him to his own home, rather than Mark’s. He helped the still-drunk young man inside and upstairs to his bedroom.

Mark was shocked when he woke up in bed with Arnie. But he had a bigger shock coming. Arnie had drugged him to put him into a deep sleep so he was completely out when Arnie went to work on him just like he’d done to his punks in prison. He stripped the boy completely. Then from a drawer of the night table beside the bed, he pulled out a human-anatomy dissection kit, a bottle of Betadyne, swabs to apply the antiseptic, bandages, a tube of antibiotic ointment, and a safety razor. First, he shaved Mark’s scrotum and swabbed the Betadyne at the two spots on it he’d be cutting.

After a few minutes, he made an incision on the left side of the scrotum and pushed the testicle out. He cut the cord and used a cigarette lighter to cauterize the end that he pushed back inside the incision before suturing it shut. He repeated the procedure on the right side. As he nudged that testicle out, he heard Mark whisper “Please don’t,” and let out sigh and wondered if the boy was dreaming he was being castrated. He finished up by applying the antibiotic to the two incisions, and bandaging them. He’d start Mark’s (Arnie had learned his name from the kid’s wallet) training in the morning, so he went to sleep.