Dr Frank N. Furters Castle~Rocky Horror Picture Show Fan Fic

Chapter 1 - My first encounter

I was behind on my bills, selling everything I had to make money, I was 22 and desperate. My job, well my job was shit. A hairdresser making £4.65 an hour and working 56 hours a week trying to get as many shifts as possible. My parents were both successful, my mother an art appraiser and my father a lawyer. Don't even get me started on my older sister, a doctor at the age of 26. I was the runt of the family basically. My family lived in the city of Jackson, Mississippi and I lived a few towns over in Madison. I tired to stay as far away as possible from my family, I never let them visit as I was ashamed of my one bedroom one bathroom apartment with special features such as damp in my ceiling and a rat infestation in my kitchen. (Which wasn't my fault). I had no boyfriend, or friends for that matter so it was just me.

The past three weeks this black, metallic motorcycle had been riding by my apartment and me at least two to five times a day. I took no notice of it but having a motorcycle in my town was defiantly unusual. After the third week of seeing it I new I was being followed or stalked. I was walking back from work at 7pm after being sent home early due to the lack of customers, it was coming in dark due to the winter months so I was waking fairly fast, I only lived ten minutes away from work. Suddenly I heard the noise of a motorcycle. I new it was the same one that had been following me I new the sound too well. No one was around, I began to panic as the noise became louder. My walking turned into running. But running in heels wasn't my forte. Out the corner of my eye I saw the bike as it cut me off walking and parked right in front of me on the side walk. I was frightened my legs shaking and palms sweating. A man wearing a dark leather jacket stepped off the bike and greeted me a flirty smile. His lips were bright rouge and his over drawn eye brows made me giggle. He said in a deep, seductive tone..
"Clarice, what a lovely name, I have been watching you for some time now and I know you are bored of the life style you live, feeling isolated and a disgrace to your family but I'm here to make that feeling go away. Why don't you get on my bike and take a ride with me?" He said as he patted the seat on his bike behind him.
I didn't know what to do nor say but something about him drew me in. I didn't normally go for guys wearing makeup and heels but he pulled it off so well. I didn't say anything just gave him a short smile and got on his bike. My skirt between my thighs and my arms gently wrapped around his waist. I had no idea where I was going but I couldn't bare another day of the same old same old. For the first time in ages I felt free, the wind was blowing through my long, blonde hair and for some reason I felt safe wrapped around this mans waist.
"By the way Clarice, my name is Dr Frank N. Furter but you may call me Frank how rude of me not to mention it my dearest  apologies darling." He shouted behind so I could hear.
I still did not speak. Then the ride jolted to an end and I was faced with a huge castle...