Football tryouts

It is too much to bear. You decide to reduce yourself to the same state of clothing as the jocks (which is to say, none), and to follow. Your clothes drop quickly to the floor, and you walk after the last few jocks.

Rounding a row of lockers, you see that the jocks are all headed towards the showers. Many have arrived already, and the showers are on, hot and steaming. Indeed, the shower area is so filled with steam that it is somewhat difficult to see exactly how many players are in it. You see heads and arms faintly through the roiling steam. Because everybody is heading to the showers, nobody is facing back towards you, and you walk in to the shower area hot on the heels of one of the players. It is not until you are in the middle of the showers that anybody notices you.

The player that does notice you first lets out a low whistle, and mutters, almost under his breath, "What do we have here?" As if in answer, you drop to your knees, but say nothing. The player smiles, and steps towards you.

Several other nearby players, those near enough to hear the exchange over the noise of the water, turn to see what is going on.