Rocky Horror Interlude

I'd heard stories of what went on, but nothing prepared me for my
"Midnight Movie" experience of seeing "The Rocky Horror Picture Show."
The rumors that so many people would show up in costume, acting out
scenes and interacting with the movie had intrigued me... but the
oddest event of the night had nothing to do with the movie or the
crowd... it was meeting an old friend...

I was twenty, so it was over half my life ago when this happened... but
I can still visualize it and feel the strange sensation I felt... I had
gone to the movie with my girlfriend, a buddy, and his girlfriend. The
movie was pretty good but the audience was a riot! We laughed ourselves
silly watching the crowd throwing things and shouting in unison in
answer to things the characters said. Susan Sarandon was sexy as hell
and Meat Loaf was incredible as a lobotomized Rock &;
Roll'er...

During an intermission, I was watching the oddities of humanity as they
walked by. I had taken an aisle seat, as I like to do, and the girls
were chattering between themselves about all we had seen that night so
far. I was watching the people passing by when she walked up and
stopped next to me...

She was young, about my age, with very soft features. Her long brown
hair was curly and hung past her shoulders and she wore a flimsy silk
top and white shorts. As she stood next to where I was sitting, my face
was at the perfect level to enjoy the sight of her small breasts, naked
beneath the fabric. I felt my breathing increase slightly and the
beginnings of an erection awaken my startled penis...

"Hey, Joe," the young woman said in a soft &; sultry voice.

I was stupefied, because I knew I did not know this girl. Still, I had
to reply...

"Hello," I said, "How are you?"

"I'm fine," she said and looked directly at me...

"You don't remember me, do you?" she finally asked... regrettably I
didn't know who the hell she was...

"No," I admitted, "I wish I did, but..."

"Joe," she cooed, "we went to school together."

I gazed intently at her... there was no way I could have gone to school
with this sexy thing... and not have remembered her, was there?

"I'm sorry," I shook my head sadly, "I can't place you..."

"Well, I'm not really surprised," she admitted, "When you knew me I was
Donald... now my name is Rachel."

I was flabbergasted... I was in shock... I immediately saw him in her..
it... whatever the hell she was... I was embarrassed... and mad as hell
that my cock was engorging itself... I made a subconscious command and
the blood u-turned and headed for my face. I could feel the flush of
embarrassment as we talked... I didn't know what to say...

I was told by Rachel that he had never been comfortable as a guy... and
I could remember him as a student. We had talked often as we shared a
couple of classes together... I could remember that he'd never seemed
interested in girls, but he hadn't necessarily seemed excessively
feminine either...

Rachel confided that he'd already had all the required hormonal
treatments, and the full surgery was due the following week. It was a
unique experience, and had I had more time to think, I really don't
know what I would have said... As it was I simply said I was happy
for... her... and wished her the best...

Thinking back to that encounter, I wonder what ever did become of
her... if she found the happiness she sought as a woman. I know that,
from what I saw, she made a very pretty one... and I'm glad she was
honest with me up front... before my desires had risen any farther...
But then, had I not found out until deep in passion... I have no idea
what my response would have been... Some things are probably better
unknown...

Rachel; where ever you are, after all these years, I hope you're happy
and still sexy... and found the guy of your dreams...