I picked the most inconspicuous spot I could find, hoping to disappear into the tile. The biggest senior on the team—Jake, the one guy everybody seemed to know—stepped up right next to me. I picked the most inconspicuous spot I could find, hoping to disappear into the tile. Hips too. That was just… nerves. “They’re just jealous I’m doing a five-star job.” I cracked a smile for the first time since coming in here. And then it happened. My stomach flipped. And then it happened. Open, exposed, no curtains, no privacy. I turned off the water and toweled off like my life depended on it. I was red, hot and throbbing down there, and a big, jock senior was soaping up my ass. He walked away, towel slung low, big frame relaxed like none of this was out of the ordinary. I could feel his eyes on me, burning a hole through my quivering body. “Hey,” I managed, my voice cracking like I was back in middle school. Just a row of shower heads and a cloud of steam thick enough to choke on. But deep down, I knew I’d crossed a line. I was hyper-aware of every inch of his hands as they pressed against my body, the heat of his skin, the rough texture of his palms, the skilled pressuring
