Harold stepped quickly out from under the awning and into the light rain to move into line. He was glad the rain lightened enough for him to climb out of his stuffy car. The rain wouldn't normally have bothered him, but tonight he had a bag full of memorabilia that he didn't want to get wet. Keeping the bag folded tightly shut and tucked beneath his arm, he let his fogged horn-rimmed slide down his nose a bit as he peeked above them at the people in line.
A few others carried small bags of items but none seemed to have as big a bag as Harold did. When he looked at the slightly blurred face of the person in front of him he said, "I must have seen this film two dozen times as a kid."
"It was the first R-rated movie I ever went to," the face replied.
"Yeah, me too," Harold said, noticing several others in line nodding. Harold also noticed that most of the people in line were young men about his age, most wearing thick glasses, pocket protectors and clothes completely devoid of any style.
As the line began moving he heard someone mumble, "Old nerds never die... they just appear at the midnight showings." Not sure whether to laugh or moan, he moved forward pulling out his wallet. Moving up to the ticket window, he passed a ten dollar bill to the attendant and said, "One adult please."
It was the midnight showing of his favorite slasher-horror flick, one of those films where the only times the women characters aren't foolishly stumbling into knife wielding murderers were when they were baring their breasts. Several of the actors and actresses from the film had come to tonight's showing to sign autographs and meet some of the fans. Tina Wheldron was one of the actresses scheduled to appear, the same Tina Wheldron whose breasts Harold had lusted over since he was old enough to attend the R-rated movies.
Of course he was older now and Tina had to be in her sixties but still Harold wouldn't miss this for the world. Once inside the theater, he paused and looked at Tina in one of the oversize movie posters and then passed over the snacks and headed directly to find a seat. He sat patiently while over the next half-hour the theatre filled with the scent of fifty to sixty damp, un-showered thirty something adolescents ready to recall the most incredible breasts they ever saw.
Harold watched the movie and although he enjoyed it, the glimpses of Tina's and the other actresses' breasts seemed all too fleeting, often just a quick flash of skin, much different than what he remembered. As the lights came on, he wondered if perhaps the film had been edited since he had seen it years ago. Some others thought the same thing because as the actors came up on stage to answer take a bow and answer some questions it was the first question asked.
"No, this is the uncut, unedited version that we showed twelve... no thirteen years ago," one of the actors replied.
Harold sat silently through the introductions and question and answer session waiting for the less formal get together between the most avid fans and the celebrities. It took special tickets to get into the after party, tickets Harold and only about a dozen other fans held. When the group broke up and most of the theatergoers headed home Harold followed a small group of fans into a small reception room.
A bit overwhelmed at meeting these celebrities, he moved slowly, talking just a bit to several of the actors, getting a few autographs, but basically avoiding Ms. Wheldron. As he moved he couldn't help but stare at her, noticing her watching him as he moved about. Finally, as the small party was drawing to a close he built up the courage to walk over to her.
"Mmm... Ms. Wheldron could you sign..." he paused, holding a photo of her from the movie, breasts fully bared and beautiful.
"Wow, they didn't release many of those photos," the woman said. Slipping her hands under her breasts and holding them up she continued, "They don't quite stand up like they used to."
Noticing the wrinkles at her eyes and mouth as she smiled Harold nodded and then looked down at her cleavage. "I ah... you were... I mean, this was the first movie I really saw, ah..."
