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| NAME: Rebecca NICKNAME: N/A HOOKED-UP: 1992 NOTEWORTHY: In the shell-shocked aftermath of my first love lost, this little tease was (arguably) just what the hypothetical doctor ordered. Existing as an empty shell of my former self, I went a good ten months without dating. Even though nice opportunities presented themselves to me during said time, I was just too shattered for even a rebound relationship...and, quite lost. I was still very hurt, and for a time held onto my fear of any female who was attractive to me: knowing full well how I might foolishly give myself over to "the next pretty face," chances were high that my heart would get ripped out and stomped on again. While on our 1991-'92 tour of casts & shows in the southern California Rocky Horror circuit, TOBY & I visited The Art Theatre in Long Beach to see Midnight Insanity for the first time. Rebecca was one of the many regulars who had followed this cast over from its former home at The Balboa Theatre; and it was while mingling with the crowd outside before their show began that she caught sight of me soon as TOBY & I arrived. The weight of her stare was unmistakable. And her interest...undeniable. It wasn't long after we found our seats inside the theater that Rebecca came along, sashayed her way past TOBY, sat down right on my lap and introduced herself. Much as this impressed me, it was still hard to tell whether or not this was actual interest or mere flirtation. She came back to sit on my lap again once or twice during the course of that show; and even made it a point to bite my neck as we were departing afterwards. Flattered, but wary, I made no move to hook-up with her at that time. Just didn't have the nerve. Three months later, that changed with a return trip to see M.I.'s show. Figuring we'd run into Rebecca, I was not disappointed; and this time around, it made no sense to let another opportunity slip through my fingers. As it turns out, Rebecca was available--and all too willing. So by the end of the night, we were together. A friend had told me several times, during my depression in the wake of losing Jen, that I needed to "get back on the fuckin' horse"...as he so bluntly put it. I did not want a rebound relationship, but in some ways it was required. Although I never considered Rebecca to be a "rebound," it was her aggressive approach that helped me to overcome my initial fears about getting involved with someone again, and our subsequent time together which encouraged me towards finally moving on. We were together for two months. Remembering what she was like, I still marvel at how we lasted that long. Although a cute, sexy little thing, she was also childish in a lot of ways--having been catered to by her father way too fuckin' much--in addition to being very prone to jealousy. This was, perhaps, her greatest weakness; and something she tried to bring out in others with the hope of gaining an advantage. She even attempted to use it on me, with lukewarm results. During our time together, I brought her to the show in Montclair as a potential performer for the role of Janet; and to my dismay, she stuck around as a cast member for well over a year. To her credit, she kept that part filled for a good amount of time. To the detriment of others, however, she often resorted to aforementioned childish tactics to get her way...which made most folks steer clear of her. Wish I'd learned my lesson as fast. It was in the aftermath of our relationship that, arguably, I learned the most about her. A grandmother of hers had passed away and left a contingency in her will that stated Rebecca would inherit all sorts of money: soon as she got married. After telling me about this, she asked if I would propose to her...thus proving she really didn't know me at all (couldn't even contain my own laughter). She later tried to get others to marry her--from guys she barely dated, to those boyfriends who were foolish enough to fall in love with her--during her performing tenure at The Montclair GCC. I came to see her as a user. Turns out she was more than that. Others who had known her during M.I.'s earlier days informed me that she was known as "The Balboa Slut." Amongst their groupie population down in Newport Beach, she apparently had gone above & beyond...which didn't really surprise me once I learned of this in 1994. However, ya have to wonder where all these people were--and why they remained quiet--as she & I were getting together in the Spring of '92. Well, at least she got me back on that fuckin' horse. After leaving the Montclair show (circa 1993), she pretty much dropped off the RHPS radar. Her life & antics were not things I had any interest in keeping track of; so it was a blessing for me to not see her around anymore. Rumors occasionally circulated about her having moved out of state; Louisiana was mentioned once or twice. But I really couldn't care less. __________________________ |