Moon beams shone on the half naked male bodies on the once pristine manicured lawns.
The Pisces full moon hung low in the morning sky. Foliage from the tall trees blocked out the
bottom quarter from view.
Birds sang in the treetops to bring in the new day. A day. Some of the revelers didn't want to arrive
so soon. The raucous sound pounded in the heads like many jackhammers.
Hysterical female screams echoed along the hallways of the country estate house. All the staff
followed the sound to find why someone. Screamed. Hung over party attendees came staggering into the room.
“Stop the caterwauling,”said Tony, holding his hands over his ears. “What did you break?” The
crowd parted to give Tony access to the doorway. His bloodshot eyes tried to focus on the lawn.
“Call the emergency services. And the police,” Tony mumbled, every word boomed inside his head. He stepped through the doorway to the patio then down the three steps. Each step gentle as though he stood on egg shells not wanting to break them.
Dew from the grass soaked through the socks he hadn't removed before he fell on to the bed a few
hours earlier. Tony ignored the sogginess to approach the first victim.
“Oh. Garry. What have you done?” He hunched down to place his fingers on the side of the neck. A faint pulse was found.
“Where is the ambulance? He's alive.”
The early morning light became infused with the red and blue flashing lights. A string of fast
moving emergency traffic raced toward the estate with sirens screaming to clear the traffic.
Half dressed. And pajama clad people directed the ambulances to where the victims were slowly returning from their comatose state. Each male who lay on the lawn were checked over by the
“Do you remember how you came to be in this state,” asked Detective Curry of Rodney Myers.
“Purring? Were you near a cat?”
“We don't have any cats,” said Tony. “Only dogs.”
“Do you remember leaving the party? Came outside for a smoke? Did you take any drugs?”
Rodney shook his head. “I remember discussing the wallflower.”
“Wallflower? I don't have any flowers on my walls,” said Tony.
“No. Not that kind of wallflower. Ah.” Rodney raked shaking fingers through his tousled hair. “One outsider. Sits alone. Doesn't mix. Sticks out like a sore thumb.”
“You mean a woman,” asked Detective Curry. “What about her? Did you know her?”
“She sat in the shadows near the plants beside the doorway leading to the patio. She wasn't dressed
for the occasion. She had these mesmerizing green eyes. James drew the short straw.”
“What was James to do,” asked Detective Curry. Knowing. But wanted to hear what had been
“He spoke to her. They disappeared. James didn't return. I went to find him. I remember hearing this purring. Next. I know Tony is trying to wake me.”
“You fools,” growled Tony. He began to pace in an irritable manner. “Why didn't you tell me? That woman is nothing but trouble. I'd like to know how she made past my security.”
“You know this woman,” asked Detective Curry.
“No,” replied Tony, disgusted. “I've heard the rumors.”
Tony told of what he knew. How this female tricked men into sex with her. An odd one or two at
each event. All talked of their experiences with her. “But this. What was she thinking? What did she use to create such mayhem? I'd like to get my hands on her. Us men are not safe.”
Amy sang along with the music. She smiled like the cat who had consumed the last cannery. The
wind blew her long dark hair while she sped along country roads, with the hood down on the
This was the last adventure into the life of the rich and famous. Her breeding years were nearing the end.
Her litter completed. After this last delivery.
Her family would carry on the work she had started. Take from those who didn't believe in her.
Experiments. In the world of love.