The Crop Duster

I woke up that morning not expecting anything special. My job had never been glamorous and I didn't think that that morning would be anything different.

I got dressed in the uniform and headed out to the plane. For the first time, I wasn't paranoid about the amount of fuel I had put in it after the previous run.

I just got in the plane, almost annoyed by the monotony of my job. It wasn't supposed to be like this. I was only taking it for a while, because it was easy money. And now it was like it was a career. This wasn't what I wanted for myself.

Every work day, I got dressed, got in the plane, and dusted the crops with pesticides from the air. It was so simple, even a monkey dressed in the uniform could do it.

Easy money, but the monotony was almost crippling.

Anyway, the day, I took off, dusting the large field of crops behind a small farmhouse. That was when I noticed that the blades of the plane were beginning to slow down. I was running out of fuel.

I stopped the plane down in front of the small farmhouse. If they didn't have a phone, I would have to walk all the way into town for some more fuel.

When I approached the tiny farmhouse, I saw a sign in the yard that held one word.

Stillwell

I continued on until I reached the front door. Not exactly sure how the inhabitants of the house would take visitors, I thought twice before finally knocking.

When I finally did so, the door opened to reveal a beautiful woman, smiling at me.

"Hello, ma'am…" I said nicely, "Mrs. Stillwell is it?"

"Yes…But you can call me Annie," She said, her eyes scanning me.

"I was wondering," I started, "If I could trouble your husband with a small favor."

"My husband ain't home…" She said with a smirk, finally finishing her scan of my body, "He went into the city…Won't be back till late…"

Her accent seemed appealing to me, then. I'm not sure why exactly. It just did.

"You can come on in and use the phone, though, if you want to…"

I nodded my head and stepped inside the small house.

"Billy Ray's always out doin' somethin'…" She said, sitting on the couch as I stood apprehensively in the doorway.

I wasn't sure where the phone was, and I was trying to keep my manners intact, not running around through her house searching for a phone. I just stood there, watching this beautiful woman lay out on the couch, enticing me with every curve on her body, talking about an absent husband.

It looked like something out of a bad porn movie.

It looked like some sort of trap, but I didn't have enough blood left in my brain to be careful about anything. I walked over to the couch and stood over Annie.

She looked up at me with those huge green eyes and grinned.

If you had had a chance like this, you would've done the same thing.

I'm not exactly sure how it happened, looking back on it now, but we ended up having sex on that old tattered couch in her living room. Afterwards, she lit a cigarette and smiled at me.

"I think I like you…" She said and I felt my heart melt a little bit.

I was never what you would call popular with women, but this Annie Stillwell seemed to be hanging on my every word, my every action.

I had seduced her without even trying, but now I realize that it was her that had seduced me.

Even so, I used the phone on the other side of the living room as she watched me from that same couch that she made love on.

That's how it went. She had my crop dusting schedule and she would always send Billy Ray out into town for the day.

I would come over and we would make love. It was a pattern and I didn't want it to end, but awhile into it, she had an idea.

"Could you do something for me?" She asked me one of those days, her breath heavy with cigarette smoke.

"What's that?" I asked, looking into those emerald green eyes.

"Kill Billy Ray…" She didn't even bat an eyelash.

I stared at her, eyes wide.

"What?" I asked.

She just smiled.

"Believe me, there's no way it can be traced back to you. All you have to do is dust our crops while he's in the field. I'll send him out one day when you're not scheduled and then you can just dust him with the crops."

I just stared at her.

"Then we can be together all the time. We won't have to worry about him ever coming home…"

A smile crossed my face as I realized for the first time in our courtship that I had fallen in love with Annie Stillwell.

I loved her with all of my heart.

Of course I would kill for her.

The following week, on the arranged date, I did exactly what she asked me to and stopped off at the "widow's" farmhouse to celebrate.

She was so happy, she couldn't even wait until we got inside. We stood outside of my plane, smothering each other in passionate kisses until we heard someone behind us.

I opened my eyes to see some sort of mutant-looking man walking towards us. He grabbed a hoe from the ground and ran towards us. I did all I could think to do.

Run.

Run and don't stop.

So that's what I did.