I hope not

The next class began and I already felt exhausted. I tried to keep up appearances by moving and thrusting arms and legs as the women mimicked my movements. I had no idea what they thought of a naked man leading the class, but no one seemed to mind. Occassionally, I would catch a woman stareing at my exposed groin but I contiuned to be professional and lead the class.

Finally, it was over and the women thanked me as they left smiling. I was drenched in sweat. After everyone left, I finished my water bottle and looked around the room more. I found a door that said lockers and I wondered if I might find some left over clothes to put on. I stepped inside and found rows of lockers and toilets and in the back a shower room.

After opeining up about twenty lockers, my hope of finding clothes faded. At least I could take a shower. I pumped some soap into my palm and lathered up. After I rinsed off, I had no towel, so I stood there dripping dry and thinking what to do next. That's when I heard the door burst open and female voices chattering as locker doors opened. Then a woman's voice spoke up louder than the rest.

"Ok ladies. Shower and get dressed and meet me back upstairs. We have a lot to go over before the game tomorrow night."

My heart sank knowing I had no where to hide. I was sure to be arrested as I stood naked in what was clearly a women's locker room. I eased out of the shower room and put my wet back against the cool lockers that were the middle row in the floor plan. I eased a peek around the corner and saw about six or seven women in various stages of undress. I went to the other side and saw the same. I was trapped. I knew any minute, a women would catch sight of me and start screaming. I had no options. I was paralized with fear. Sweat formed on my brow.

As I stood with my back pressed to the end of the locker row, a naked woman walked past with a towel over her arm, headed for the showers. I knew things were going to get ugly in a matter of seconds. I took a few deep breaths and decided to make a run for it out of the locker room. I dashed around the left corner only to come face to face with three naked women with their mouths open and stareing at my nudity.

I could not stop my run, so as I got closer they parted to let me through. I heard various comments behind me.

"Get out of here."

"Pervert."

"We're calling the police. You better run."

I clawed open the door and luckily the aerobic room was empty as I ran through it. I went out the door and found the hallway empty too. I headed toward the glass door that lead to the sidewalk outside. As I got closer, a group of men and women walked past outside but did not look in my direction. I hesitated but then was spured on by the sound of high heels tapping closer from somewhere out of sight along the hallway behind me. I had **** but to go outisde again. I crouched down and peered around the corner to scan the sidewalk in both directions. I jerked back when two women lost in coversation strolled past.

I darted a glance back to the hallway I just left to see three women standing and chatting to each other. One glanced at her watch and nodded. If they looked in my direction, they would see a naked man crouched just outsde the door. I looked along the sidewalk again and although it was not completely clear, I gritted my teeth and started a fast sprint toward the pedestrians in the distance, not knowing where the hell I was going.