It's a late summer afternoon and you're out on the patio having a glass of wine with friends. As the sun begins to set, you start to think about what's for dinner.
Surprise! It's you.
That's right. You've suddenly become irresistible to a female mosquito who wants to join the party by sipping your blood. Why are you — rather than your pals — so much more pleasing to her palate?
"There's no definitive answer. We really don't know," said…