Into the locker room

As we pulled into the parking lot of the gym, I couldn't help but glance around the lot at all of the cars in dismay. Max having saw my face just smirked, "Oh don't worry about any of the others princess. Just remember to enjoy the gym, okay?" He reached over and grabbed the bag that Stacy had given me and tossed it in the backseat, while grabbing the other (a gym bag clearly) that I hadn't seen.

We both got out of the car and walked in. I was hunched over trying to hide my face from the few people we passed, the last thing I wanted was for them to know it was me. Bad enough I looked feminine, but the clothing would no doubt make it so much worse for me.

"Hey!" Max's low shout jerked my attention to him. "No slouching princess. Be a good girl and show everyone the face that goes with that figure," he said with a lecherous gleam in his eyes.

I couldn't help the small glare as I did as he demanded. Seeing the few people in the hall as we made our way to the locker room was humiliating, especially as both the men and women were gazing at him.

Turning the corner, Max and I reached the locker room and I quickly rushed inside the door, Max chuckling behind me.

My furious blush wasn't diminishing in the least though with all of the men in various states of dress in the room. I strode my way to my locker as the whistles sounded. "Damn!" "Look at her." "God that ass..." Each statement caused my face to heat even more.

Max made his way over to his own locker beside my own, not even bothering to hide his smug satisfaction. Setting the bag on the bench, he looked at me with a smirk that just kept growing. "Aren't you going to get undressed princess. You can't work out in those clothes," he said leadingly. "Or perhaps do you want your workout outfit first."