While standing in the ankle-deep water during the next break, John felt a stinging sensation on both his neck and waist. He passed it off as perspiration irritating the small cuts caused by the jungle vegetation. Raising his hand up to his neck, he suddenly felt someone grab his wrist.
“Wait a minute, Polack. You have a couple of leeches on your neck,” Zeke cautioned.
John panicked and tried to grab at them to pull them off.
“Hold on! Don’t do that. Let me squirt some bug juice on them. It’ll make them fall off.” John winced in pain as the bug juice soaked into his open cuts and sweaty pores.
After the second leech bloated up and fell from his neck, Zeke said, “All set. Check me over will you, Polack?”
“I don’t see any on you, Zeke,” John stated, taking a quick look up and down Zeke’s
