Professor Powers lived next door, and during his nightly constitutional, he would peek in on all the neighborhood young men. If caught, he would claim he had thought he had smelled marijuana and was checking it out. Any parent that caught the distinguished professor, would immediately assume that their son had been smoking the evil weed, but he rarely was caught.
Tonight he got more than he bargained for, as he stood on the stone planter beneath Brand's window.
Splooge!
His face, glasses and tie were covered with the stuff.
Brand rolled away from the window and his eyes flickered rapidly. He was a cowboy going to brand himself a maverick.
The professor couldn't resist licking some of the goo off his face. He took off his glasses to clean them. When he put them back on, the landscape seemed drained of color. The scent of fresh mown grass suddenly made him hungry. He stumbled, and fell his clothing tighten around his swelling body.