Riley nodded. "Alright, you're on." He watched some bull riding on TV. I mean...how hard can it really be? Jump on, hang on tight and jump off after you hear the horn. Nothing to it, right?
After hooking the ropes up, and taking many opportunities to make sure Riley was watching every inch of him, from his rippling back, to his swinging bull balls, Tex positions himself in the chute. "You ready there, city boy?"
"Ready." He replied. Or as close to ready as I can be, he mused. The seconds seemed to draw out into eternity, and the longer he waited the more the reality of the bizarre situation drove home. Was he really about to ride a bull-man in hope of getting some sort of an inside man in this strange place?
The gate popped open, and...