knew for sex.
BONACCI: I went in January of '[19]84 on every trip. I was paid by men knew for sex.
In the summer of '84 sometime I went to Dallas, Texas and had sex with several men knew in a hotel. I flew on YNR Airlines and Kam Airlines normally for . I never had much personally to do with , only went where he told me to go.
In or on July 26th I went to Sacramento, Ca (Mid-summer Bohemian Grove). flew
me out on a private plane from Eppley Airfield [Omaha] to Denver where we picked up Nicholas, a boy who was about 12 or 13. Then we flew to Las Vegas to a desert
strip and drove in to Las Vegas and to some ranch and got something (film equipment). Then flew on to Sacramento (Bohemian Grove).
We were picked up by a white limo and taken to a hotel. I don't remember the name of it. We, meaning Nicholas and I, were driven to a area that had big trees (Bohemian Grove). It took about an hour to get there.
There was a cage with a boy in it who was not wearing anything. Nicholas and I were given these tarzan things (togas) to put around us and stuff. They told me to fuck the boy and stuff. At first I said “no”. But they held a gun to my balls and said, “do it or else lose them” or something like that. I began doing it to the boy and stuff. And Nicholas had anal sex and stuff with him.
We were told to fuck him and stuff and beat on him. I didn't try to hurt him. We were told to put our dicks in his mouth and stuff and sit on the boys penis and stuff and they filmed it. We did this stuff to the boy for about 30 minutes or an hour when a man came in and kicked us and stuff in the balls and picked us up and threw us. He grabbed the boy and started fucking him and stuff. The man was about 10 inches long and the boy screamed and stuff and the man was forcing his dick into the boy all the way. The boy was bleeding from his rectum and the men tossed him and me and stuff. And put the boy right next to me and grabbed a gun and blew the boys head off.
The boys blood was all over me and I started yelling and crying. The men grabbed Nicholas and I and forced us to lie down. They put the boy on top of Nicholas who was crying and they were putting Nicholas hands on the boys ass. They put the boy on top of me and did the same thing. They then forced me to fuck the dead boy up his ass and also Nicholas. They put a gun to our heads to make us do it. His blood was all over us. They made us kiss the boys lips and to eat him out. Then they made me do something… I don't want to even write, so I won't.
[So], after that the men grabbed Nicholas and drug him off screaming they put me up against a tree and put a gun to my head, but fired into the air. I heard another shot from somewhere. I then saw the man who killed the boy drag him like a toy. Everything including when the men put the boy in a trunk was filmed.
They took me with them and we went up in a plane. I saw the bag the boy was in. We went over a very thick brush area with a clearing in it. Over the clearing, they dropped the boy. One said [that] the men with the hoods would take care of the body for them.
I didn't see Nicholas until that night at the hotel. He and I hugged and held each other for a long while. About two hours later the men or came in and told us to
go take a shower since we had only been hosed off at some guys house. We took a shower together and then were told to put on the tarzan things (togas).
After we were cleaned up and dressed in these things we were told to put on shorts, socks and a shirt and shoes and driven to a house where the men were at with some others. They had the film and they played it. As the men watched they passed Nicholas and I around as if we were toys and sexually abused us. They made Nicholas and I screw each other. And one of the men put the dead boy's penis in mine and Nicholas' mouth. I didn't want to write this because the man forced me to bite the boys' penis and balls off. It was gross and I saw the film where it happened and started freaking out remembering what they made us do afterwards to the boy. They showed us doing everything to the boy.
was smiling and laughing the whole time the film was being shown. The men with the hoods planned to use the dead boy in some sort of ceremony. The snuff film guy who we picked up in Las Vegas, his name was Hunter Thompson.
I was there for about 5 days attending parties but only recall cutting my wrist which is why I stayed two days in a hospital under a name I can't recall. Some guy paid for me.
BONACCI: And the other thing is they kept saying when I was in front of that jury or whatever, they kept telling me that if I stuck to my story they were going to make me be in trouble for it.
SCHMIT: Who said that?
BONACCI: It was some guy - he wasn't in front of everybody. It was when I was getting ready to be taken back upstairs before lunch. They stuck me in this room. He was sitting in this back room behind this desk. He was one of the guys that kept asking me questions.
MEAD: Well, could you identify this particular man. Describe him.
BONACCI: Yeah. He had a mustache and I don't know if he had glasses or not. ... He was the guy mainly in charge
DECAMP: What did he say to you?
BONACCI: He kind of told me - he said - he kind of said, if you stick to the same story that you have been telling, you will be in a lot of trouble. The guy with the mustache was Sam Van Pelt.