Keep Showering
From Create Your Own Story
It’s probably just another girl hiding from the pervy workmen, so you just keep showering. A young girl walks in, staring at her phone and tapping the screen madly; she probably doesn’t even see you. No big deal! You turn back to the shower. Before the door swings back shut, a little boy around 6 years old follows her in. And then their dad walks in.
Crap. These are the family lockers, and this is exactly what you used to do with your family before you were old enough to go in by yourself.
Why the hell are these guys in the ladies locker room? So stupid. Apparently the backup plan is to have girls use the family lockers. With a sigh you turn around and head back that way.
You pull the door open and peek inside; you haven’t been in here since you were maybe 10 and went to the club with your dad. It looks just like you remember, and there’s nobody inside. Seeing it clear, you duck inside and find an open locker. With one more look around, you slip out of your shorts and yank your sports bra up and off. You bend down, slide your panties down your legs and shove all your clothes into the locker. Always keeping one eye on the door, you step under one of the two shower heads at the far end of the room and start to wash off the sweat from your jog. Just as you start to soap your sweaty armpits, you hear the door swing open. You panic for a second, eyes darting from your towel to the bathroom stall. Who’s about to see your slick, soaped up, nubile body?
- Grab your towel to cover yourself.
- Try to duck into the stall. It's better than nothing.
- Don’t worry about it.
| Name | Alexandra Miller |
| Location | Swim and Racquet Club |
| Status | Annoyed |
| Clothing | T-shirt, shorts |
