Crap! You think as you hear the locker room open. You quickly dash into one of the empty lockers hiding yourself.
Outside you can hear female voices talking amongst themselves.
“I can’t believe coach made us take in an extra practice session after we just made the state semi-finals.” One voice complains.
“He really is a Beast when it comes to training.” Another voice agreed.
“Well…to be fair we were letting our victory go to our heads and with do have the championship coming up.” A familiar voice tells them. “We really do need to be at our best.”
From the vents in the locker, you’re able to recognize the women as they enter the room. They are all members of the woman’s soccer team. You recognize them as the star players …Jean, Taryn, Patty, and Sandy.
“C’mon girls” Jean rallies them. “We’ll get this done quick. Just a couple of drills and then we can head home for the night.”
“Alright,” Taryn sighs in agreement. “Let’s get changed.”
You hear murmurs of consent among the rest of the girls as they start to rummage through their lockers.
Aw hell yeah, you think. This worked out better than you planned. Not only did you get to smell Jean’s feet, you’re about to get your own private strip show with the girl’s soccer team. You get excited as some the women start to take off their clothes. You notice Sandy has a cute sports bra on underneath her shirt. This is gonna be so awesome, as long as they don’t find…
“Hey has anyone seen my sneakers?” Jean asks. “I was sure I left them here.”
Uh-oh. Both of those shoes are in the locker with you.
The other girls shake their heads.
“Are you sure they’re not in your gymbag or some-? Patty starts to ask.
Jean suddenly interrupts her with a finger over her lips. “Hold up…I’m sensing something.” she announces. “Someone is in here with us.”
The girls look around surprised.
Jean scans the room trying to pinpoint where the thoughts she was sensing was coming from. She pauses as she looks at the locker you were hiding in. “There!”
No don’t stare there…keep looking around. You think panicking.
To your horror, Jean walks over to your locker and opens it revealing you to the surprised women.
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