This is a 100 word drabble in response to the challenge to write something dealing with the theme of “heat.”

  

“Oh, sweet Jesus!” Scott moaned. He had never felt such a burning sensation. It started inside and seared its way right through his flesh. He grasped blindly at the wall beside him, panting.  

Damn that Johnny, he thought. Scott should have known better than to accompany him to his border town haunts. Should have definitely known better than to partake in any of the local offerings. Especially one so hot and spicy.

“You alright in there?” Johnny asked from outside.

“No!”

“I warned you, brother. Want me to get Doc Jenkins?”

“Only if he can cure the clap!”