Rocky Horror Nunkies
by Charl

Life is hard.  Work is a pain. Home is worse.  You *hate* having to be a
grown-up, responsible person all the time.  What ever happened to those old
college days, when drinking all night, sleeping all day and being generally
silly was the norm?  Where did the girl go in the woman that is now?

Reminiscing about the "good ole days" a small smile appears on your face when
you notice that the last little movie house in town is having a midnight
showing of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" on Friday night.  Coincidentally,
you're hubby is away on business for two weeks and the kids have sleep-overs
to attend...

You decide that you're going to renew your acquaintance with the girl you
were, and are going to go to the Show.  Unfortunately, none of your friends
can attend.  Harrumph!  Bunch of fuddy-duddies!

Friday  night rolls around and you gather your gear (water pistol, toilet
paper, lighter, etc.) and head off.  The movie starts (almost on time) and
you're finding that you remember each and every one of the audience responses
and are having an absolute blast, too bad you didn't dress up...Somewhere
around the middle of the movie, someone moves into the seat next to you.
 From the corner of your eye, you see that it's a very tall man dressed ala
Frank-n-Furter.  Hmmm...out of the corner of your eye, you start scanning up
the long, long legs encased in fishnet stockings, corset...when a gloved hand
reaches up and turns you totally toward the newcomer.  

"My dear," a low voice purrs, "if you're going to look, you'd might as well
get your fill"

Your eyes widen as you realize that it's none other than, Nunkies....

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(please be kind, as I said, it's my first time...)
Charlie
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