Hidden away in the underground lab at the CDC, Dr. Mark Howard was working non-stop trying to understand a newly discovered mosquito borne virus. The files on his desk read: "SUBJECT'S DNA BEGAN CHANGING IMMEDIATELY AFTER RECEIVING THE VIRUS. IN JUST 24 HOURS, SUBJECT'S PENIS HAD FORMED INTO A FULLY FUNCTIONAL VAGINA." Dr. Howard began examining some of t...
You, "Number One" in the PI I stepped through the lighted arch way entrance into the Bugs Bunny open air upstairs night club. They kept it well lighted to temporarily blind you as you stepped in. I didn't need to squint to protect my eyesight; I was blind-ass drunk. I picked out a nesting area that didn't have any movement around it. It turned out to be a...
"What the hell is dengue fever?" The clinic doctor looked up from his deskbound Merck manual, Dreaded Diseases of the Jungle. "It's a disease you get from eating fly shit or drinking bad water. Congratulations, you are the first reported case in South East Asia." "I guess I'll drink nothing but beer and eliminate one source of this heinous disease.' Doc s...
"It's very nice here," Katie said, admiring the cabin her husband rented. He unpacked their play bag, laying the coiled rope aside to retrieve a leather strap and a wicked dragon's tongue. "Undress and go outside. Wait for me next to the car." "Yes, sir." She undressed and obeyed, moisture trickling between her thighs. The sun warmed her body. Was anyone...
It was only a three word email. "A perfect weekend." She sent him a last email message before their weekend away from the city and all the headaches that go with a city. All week long they talked about the weekend. But, he never knew what to expect. She always kept him "on his toes" so-to-speak. Nothing was ever guaranteed and nothing was ever planned. Eve...
In 1979, I was stationed at a military base in Virginia--where I spent the next two years. My favorite hobby was metal detecting, and, due to the abundance of Civil War relics and old coins to be found, I pursued this endeavor at every opportunity. During the colder weather months (winters are relatively mild, around Hampton/Newport News), it was a coin/reli...
Harold stopped what he was doing and tried to reach around to his back to slap the mosquito that had stung him. The attempt was fruitless and the best he could do is limply slap his shoulder. Though he was able to send the mosquito buzzing off, he also banged his shoulder on Marianne's thigh causing her to jump up, startled. "What are you doing there?" she...
This is a contribution to the Survivor Revival Challenge, organized by Tara Cox. The idea is to write a short new story every day, to help us all get through the "shelter in place" period of the Coronavirus challenge to us all. My first eleven stories were called My Junior Year Abroad. This story is a departure, but I hope you like it, all the same. ******...
Hovering a foot off the ground I buzz the acrid swamp, the smell thick and rich of nature's pungent odors. The pond was dark and slimy; the summer's heat had already evaporated most of the spring's fresh rain water leaving behind a thin layer of bight lime green algae. I was taking my normal day's flight path, crossing back and forth on the northwest shore o...
Maggie's customers included the Christians of Faith (COF) organization in Omaha. She audited their books every three months, a job of 3 or 4 days for which they paid her one thousand dollars plus the cost of a modest hotel room. By the standards of the small town in Kansas where she lived with her husband, an evangelical preacher, that was good money. She...