Six Bucks and a Dr. Pepper.

Touch Me.

Two days later, my band, Fifth Story Fire, was playing a show on a stage for the opening of a play to Rocky Horror Picture Show. We were playing 'Touch-a Touch-a Touch-a Touch Me' from the movie's soundtrack. All the band members were in sexy lingerie, to match the movie's edge. I was in red stilettos, fishnets, and a frilly whore outfit. The top was a corset, laced up with red ribbon, and it really showed cleavage. I felt like I should be in someone's bedroom. I had on dark eyeliner and red lipstick, and my hair was all messy.

The bad part about all of this was, Frank Iero from My Chemical Romance had heard we were doing the show. And of course he told his bandmates, so guess who was here, up in the balcony, the perfect seats to view from. I could see them from behind the curtains. My face went blood red. I turned to Katie, my eyes wide.

“What's wrong?” She laughed, “Afraid of going out in front of a huge crowd in sex clothes?”

“No, you know I have no problem with that. Look whose in the front row of the balconies, center.” I said, moving out of the way, my stilettos taping the ground. Katie peeked out and laughed, she turned around, “What's so funny?” I glared, as I played with the tight bottom piece of the lingerie.

“This is going to be amazing.” Katie laughed, getting in her spot. It was about time for the curtains to pull back, so I sighed and walked to the center, holding the microphone.

All the lights went down, and I chewed my lip as the curtains were pulled back. A light shown down on me, and there were whistles and gasps as the music started, and the actor that was playing Rocky walked out to assist me in this little show.

I didn't look up in the balconies, I didn't want to see the looks I was getting from the boys. Actually, no. I was going to be just as sassy as ever. That's what I was best at. I turned to look at Rocky as I started singing, “I was feeling done in. Couldn't win. I'd only ever kissed before....” I spoke, shying away from him, like Janet does in the movie, “I felt there's no use getting... into heavy petting. It only leads to trouble and... seat wetting.” I blushed and batted my eyelashes up at the Rocky actor.

“Now all I want to know, is how to go...” I purred into the microphone and looked up at Gerard, smirking, “I've tasted blood and I want more.” I turned and strutted across the stage, “I'll put up no resistance, I want to stay the distance, I got an itch to scratch, I need assistance!”

Twirling around, and playing with the boa around my neck, I went into the chorus, “Touch-a Touch-a Touch-a Touch me! I want to be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me! Creature of the night!” I was sliding my hands down my sides, as the actor would try to hold my hips or dance against me.

I pushed away, “And if anything grows... while you pose...” I giggled into the microphone, “I'll oil you up and scrub you down.” The background vocals kicked in, “Down! Down! Down!” I slid my hand up my thigh, “And that's just one small fraction of the main attraction! You need a friendly hand, and I need action!” I moaned into the microphone and shut my eyes. There was one more chorus, “Touch-a Touch-a Touch-a touch me! I want to be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me! Creature of the night!”

All the actors came out, and repeated, “Creature of the night!” a few times, before the lights went down again and the curtains fell. My heart was racing, as I turned around, Katie giggled.

“Hey, Ci, look...” She smirked, and pointed to the side, where I saw Gerard walking toward us.
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All credit of the song Toucha Toucha Toucha Me goes to the writers or whatever of Rocky Horror Picture Show. I just wanted some sexy time, real quick. (;
-dezz.