Franks Date Took Him, Were, He Didn't Want To

Franks Date Took Him, Were, He Didn't Want To

There was a man named Frank who lived in a huge metropolis called Danville VA. He was actually a brilliant heart surgeon who knew everything there was to know about the human body and how it worked. He was actually pretty fearless, but there was one thing he was extremely afraid of, that was women. He’d had that awful phobia ever since he went to a party at O'leary's Bar. There were more women there than men which he thought was just fantastic. The cute girls were all there for the same reason, they wanted to meet somebody to date who could hopefully someday end up being Mr. Right for them to marry. The problem was poor Tom had a bad experience on his first date ever in high-school when he got set up on a blind-date where all the girl wanted from him was his money. It broke his heart so badly he was afraid to try any more. That was when he shunned off all women. It gave him night- mares for several weeks after that, not a good time. From that point on he swore to stay away from all girls because he didn’t want to go through an experience like that again, and he kept that vow for several months.

Yet one day when a guy friend invited him to his birthday party, although his friend didn’t tell him there would be some chicks attending it. When Fred got to the party and saw all the cute, single girls there all making eyes at him when he walked into the room, Tom gave him the strong desire to go talk to some of them, but not only was he shy, but he’d had that bad experience with that one who only wanted his money which made him extra careful about getting to be friends with any of the goddesses there. He had never seen so many pretty females all in the same place before. He’d had nightmares about going on dates with some girls who turned in to witches and cast a spell on him to make him fall in love with them, then they would tie him up and leave him there with a gag in his mouth. He couldn’t get those nightmares out of his mind.

That’s when he heard a pretty voice say, “Hay, good-lookin’! What’s cookin’?” When he turned around there was the prettiest female he’d ever seen in his life, beckoning to him. It turned out the girl’s name was Frisky, but he didn’t think that was her given name. He thought that was a really pretty name, for a really pretty girl. That made her laugh and blush. As they talked some, they found out they had many similar interests. They both liked the same kind of music, same singers, same movies, same places to go, same jokes and everything. That’s when Fred finally couldn’t stand it any more and asked her to go on a date with him. When she said, “Yeah, of course! Where do you want to go?” he named several places that he enjoyed going to see if any of them turned her on. She told him she either liked them or would be interested in trying them. It seemed Fred had found a suitable girl who had some similar interests with him.

That got his hopes soaring higher than an eagle. He suggested they go to an old abandoned house that hadn’t had any owners in weeks so she said it was completely abandoned and would be a great place for them to really talk and get to know each other’s interests and stuff like that.

When he picked her up, she told him where an old abandoned house was that hadn’t had any people in it for a long time. It gave Fred an aerie feeling when he went inside it. Part of his inner warning kept saying, “NO! Don’t do it, stupid!” but another part said, “Go for it! She’s a 10!” He decided to listen to the latter because it sounded like considerably more fun than to stay out.

Just as he went in, Roxanne, the beautiful goddess, suddenly smiled, revealing her purely- white teeth, only they were fangs. Frank opened his mouth to say something but his tongue got stuck in his mouth and he couldn’t utter a sound. As Roxanne spread her arms up over her head, Frank also noticed she had suddenly grown 4 feet taller than what she was. Then fur came out all over her body. Frank’s date had turned into a werewolf.

That’s when he turned and ran like he’d never run before, but Roxanne literally flew through the air and came down right in front of him, exposing her long, sharp fangs as she snarled at him. Frank was too proud to scream because he thought that was a sign of weakness. By then his date, Roxanne had burst through her clothes with fur all over her body. Her snarls turned into howls. She’d torn through her clothes and she was by then, running after him. Frank could think of nothing to do except run like the dickens, which he did, but the girl werewolf flew through the air and landed right in front of him. Before Frank could scream, she was upon him with her razor-sharp claws headed straight for his face and neck. That’s when he screamed.

Suddenly there was a gunshot and his so-called, “girl-friend” hit the ground, dead. When Frank looked around he saw his best-friend, Gus with a smoldering gun in his hand.

“Wow!” shouted Frank while waving his arms, “You saved my life! Thank you! How did you know where I was? How did you know she was a werewolf? I assume that was a silver bullet!”

“Well, she’d been acting oddly every time the moon was full,” smiled Gus, “We didn’t know how to explain it in a way that you’d believe so I came, and I saw, and I shot, and I did.”

Frank had never hugged a guy before, but he embraced Gus with a great big bear-hug.

He was crying out of sheer terror and at the same time, extreme relief. “How can I repay you?”

“It’s easy,” said his savior, Gus with a smile, “Don’t go out with any more werewolves!”

Fred laughed. “Yeah, right!” he said, “From now on I’ll just ask my date if she’s a werewolf!”

After laughing, they gave each other high-5s, but that wasn’t good enough, so Fred gave his hero a great big bear-hug, but would rather face a, “bear” than any more of those werewolves.

The end.

By, Cuz Roye, ….1-434-849-8268. Please call me sometime, or call me, “Cuz.” Thank you.