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dormant inside the host for up to seventy-two hours before any signs occur. Yet unlike natural viral structures, it remains infectious while it’s napping.”
    â€œSo that means we have a stealth weapon, a biological time bomb, which spreads silently before going off.”
    Judy nodded solemnly. “That makes us blind to an attack for the first three days at least. Then hundreds of thousands of cases start overloading the system.”
    Bill shook his head at the concept. “Infectious diseases were so much more fun when we left them to nature.”
    â€œHow real is this exercise, Bill?”
    â€œI swear it’s just that.”
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    Angela D’Martino adjusted her brand new plunge demi-bra so the neckline of her new sweater showed just the right amount of cleavage. She made a face like she suddenly had fangs to check that the Revlon Killer Red lipstick was not smudged all over her new caps. $12,000 dollars worth of dental work, free! That was just one of the benefits of boinking her Jewish dentist. Here was a man who noticed a woman and all the little things she did. Her husband, the “schmoe,” never noticed anything about her anymore. Including her frequent nights out with the "girls."
    Angela checked her watch as she grabbed the car keys. Harvey was going to meet her at 8:30 at “the place.” As she opened her front door, she called out to the blob on the couch. “I left sausage and peppers in the Tupperware. Just heat it up for a minute in the microwave. Didja hear me? The sausage and peppers!”
    â€œYeah, microwave, right,” was the rumble from the living room. He was in for the night; Saturday night no less.
    As Angela drove down the Van Wyck Expressway, she felt excited, young even, feeling the warm flush of impending sex. It would go just like the other times. She’d wait in the motel parking lot inside her car, wearing her sunglasses in spite of the night. He’d pull up, go in, get the room key, and then come out and escort her inside.
    Harvey Edelstein, DDS was a good lover and didn’t mind the oral thing. Her husband, on the other hand, thought it was beneath his manhood to please a woman that way. His loss .
    She arrived at the Starlight Motor Inn at 8:25. Even had she not been lost in her sweaty reverie, she would have never noticed the dark sedan that entered the lot with her, parked, and killed its lights.
    A few minutes later, Harvey’s BMW pulled in. He parked next to her, and came round and gave her a peck on the cheek through her driver’s side window.
    â€œBe right back. Oooo, you smell good,” DDS Edelstein said. It was that kind of comment – noticing the little things – that made her want to fuck his brains out.
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    â€œShort stay as usual?” the night manager behind the bulletproof glass asked the face he’d seen a few times in the last month or so.
    â€œYes. Something on the ground floor, around back.”
    â€œNo can do, chief. Got a big block of rooms signed out. All I got left is 108 out front to the left.” The manager was telling a half-truth as he slid the registration card under the glass with a pen. Dr. Edelstein signed as Josh Cohen, after a schmuck he hated in college, He used this alias whenever he didn’t want anyone to know his real name. He laid $45 in cash into the little tray slot below the bulletproof glass and didn’t ask for a receipt.
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    From the sedan, Wallace watched the doctor – whose picture he’d shown to the clown behind the front desk along with a new crisp $100 dollar bill – collect his girlfriend and go to room 108. Wallace made the deal sweeter for the guy at the desk by also booking that room for the entire night for $129. That meant the clerk could keep the short stay fee for the doc’s three hours of humping. Having the room from 4:00 until noon the next day, Wallace was able to wire it up