The Biology of Things

My attention had shifted to Helena, hijacked by the pheromones (or perfume) wafting on the air currents in the auditorium.

Professor Carmichael was droning on about Lepidoptera and the infinite mutations that made something as simple as a Madagascan Sunset moth possible.

My attentions were more carnal. Although genetics were not top of mind, all that mattered were the variations that made such a beautiful creature possible.

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