This was Julie's day off from the gallery. She was going to catch an afternoon matinee of "Nosferatu" at the Biograph Cinema. She loved matinees. She could have an entire theatre to herself which afforded her the privacy to explore self pleasuring without fear of discovery.
She had broken up with her boyfriend of one year and she now found herself seeking out more and more erotic past times each day. She needed something to compensate for the loss of real sex. She and Seth had parted ways over a month ago.
She had noticed the strange young man in the coffee shop prior to the show. He was cute, tall, and mysterious, but, he was also very morose looking. He seemed to be totally distracted and haunted as he sat endlessly stirring an oversized cup of coffee.
"Who drinks that much goddamned coffee??" she wondered as she placed her order.
He had pale white skin and his short black hair was as shiny as a Raven's wing. She reckoned that they could compliment each other's appearance... Her skin was quite pale too. She was a tall, slender brunette. At the age of twenty-one, she loved being Goth, although many of her school friends were now abandoning the lifestyle in favor of sell-out office jobs. The coffee guy also appeared to be in his twenties.
The sexual relationship that she had once shared with her ex had not been that great but, it had been better than nothing at all and now she was missing it. The night before, she had rented the porn tape, "Candy Does Dracula", and she had thoroughly enjoyed that experience. The only drawback was that a dildo was not the same as the real thing for her. She didn't know what she would do if she didn't have an honest-to-goodness date soon! She needed a man in her life. "Well", she mused, "...maybe just 'in' me.." She had no idea why she desired penetration all of a sudden... Seth had certainly not been "Mr. Goodbar".
She watched the young man for a few more minutes, lost in her own revery about all things "Karma Sutra-ish". She noticed that he seemed really tired. He had faint dark circles under his eyes. Suddenly, he rose from his table, pushed his chair back, and wordlessly left the shop.
"He sure acted like someone flipped his goddamned switch" she quipped.
Stunned by his hasty departure, she crooked her head around the corner of the door to see where he was headed. He was making a beeline toward the movie house. Her heart began to pound. She quickly paid for her medium sized latte, secured a lid on top of it, and left. Today might just be her lucky day at the cinema!
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She experienced the darkness of the theatre like one entering a cave. First, she was blind for about a minute as she touched a wall. She headed up a steep, carpeted ramp into more darkness. Soon, her eyes began to adjust to the dimmed arena as the pre-show announcements began and the lighting was slightly increased. She navigated her way to her favorite spot. The very last row in the balcony section assured complete privacy. She groped her way to a seat directly below the Projectionist's booth. The building wall sloped outward significantly and provided an overhang for this final row. Should the tech above get curious and look down, all he, she, or it would be able to see would be a ledge...
Julie sat down happily and began to relax. She closed her eyes, sipped her latte, and then she remembered that she had come in here in hot pursuit of someone. She blinked her eyes a few times and looked around the vacant theatre. No one. She appeared to be in there alone. She slouched down in her chair again and leaned back, waiting for the pre-show announcements to end. Then she heard it. It was very faint. She was wondering if the noise had drifted in from the west corridor which lead to the main lobby. She dismissed the sound and closed her eyes again.
"Ahhhhh... "
Her eyes opened. It was definitely a male voice and it was coming from her left and many rows down. It appeared to be coming from a darkened corner of the theatre. She quickly finished her drink and put the empty cup in the fold of the seat in front of her. Stealthily, she moved to her left. She moved parallel to the top row of seating and then she descended the west ramp into a cloak of darkness. She saw someone several rows ahead. The person was slouched way down into a seat next to the wall. She could see the top of their head moving slowly back and forth and she could hear them moaning. She moved closer. It was the guy from the coffee shop. He seemed oblivious to her presence so she crawled up closer until she could view him between seat spaces. She wanted to see what he was up to and she was flabbergasted by what she saw.