My Shower Story


My first day in the new college hostel was memorable, but not for the reasons I expected. Sharing a bathroom with floor-mates was new to me, as I had just moved from Rehoboth, which was ensuite to Welch Hostel, which had shared bathrooms for the whole floor. As I showered, two muscular men approached, wearing only underpants. I felt uneasy, assuming they were gay and had ulterior motives.

"What?!" I shouted, alarmed.

Their silence heightened my anxiety. I thought they were sizing me up, planning something. My soap fell, but I was so scared to pick it up, I decided I was clean enough. Assuming the worst, I prepared to defend myself if necessary. The shower hose became my potential weapon.  Just as I turned off the water, one of them spoke in a deep voice, "Hey, we've been waiting for you to finish."

Prepared for a fight, I realized they simply wanted to use the shower.

"Guy, come out now. We need to bathe. We're getting late, and the other showers aren't working." 
They teased, "You shower for too long, are you a woman?"

Phew!!

Comments

  1. Lmaoooo. Oh my...David! But it's not right and it's very absurd for two people of the same sex to be in the same place naked. I don't blame you, man!

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