Locker news.

Bridget and I received a warm greeting from the usual volleyball team that was practicing in the gym. "Hey there Professor!" Their captain approached me as soon as we entered. "So nice to see you."

"Ah yes, captain, I understand that you and the girls have secured me a locker for me to change?" I gave a curt greeting.

"'Captain'? Sir, do you even know my name?"

"I never saw the point." I shrugged.

She frowned, "It's Lucia, Lucia De Leon."

"Still don't care." She gave me an annoyed look "Now, about that locker?"

"Yes Prof.," She huffed "we got you locker so you can nude it up in there."

"Thank you." I nodded. I wasn't looking forward to streaking naked before the volleyball girls again but I still had to pass them to get to the doors outside. It did make me feel better to know I had a proper place to change at least.

"Where do you think you're going?" Lucia stopped me before I reached the men's locker room.

"I am going to go change of course. What else would I be doing?"

"Not there you're not," Lucia smiled wickedly "your locker is in the girls locker room."

I needed a moment to let what she said fully sink in, "What?"

"Dude, you think any of us here get a say in what goes on the the boys locker room?" Lucia spread out her arms and her team simultaneously shook their heads "We could only get you a locker in the girl's room because we so generously freed up a space for you in there. We had to pull some strings."

"B-But...that makes no sense! I am a man! I should be changing in the boys locker room! I can't be changing in the girl's room! That's indecent!"

"If you were a student, that wouldn't be allowed but you're part of the faculty. You're free to come and go so long as you have an academic reason. Which I believe you do, being a class model and all. Plus this has all been cleared by our coach and the dean. So you'll be alright."

"But...but..."

"Not to mention you wont find any space for you in the boys locker room. Because Intectus Deprehendi used to be an all girls campus until recently, most of the storage area is occupied by all of the girls' teams equipment. Meaning that most of the guys store their crap in the locker room. Not like they couldn't free up a locker for you if they wanted, but when it was mentioned that you were the one who needed the space...most of the guys felt like they didn't want to share a locker room with you so they never bothered to free you up a locker anyway. It would seem you have built quite a reputation for yourself Professor."

Drat! I silently cursed at myself. I never saw the need to build up positive relationship with my students until just recently. Even now, the ones who are seeing me in a new light are mostly my female students. It would appear that there are still individuals among the student body that see me as the unbending tyrant of the STEM department. Another painful reminder that I really should have built up better relations with my students a lot sooner. I made a mental note to try and be more caring towards the student body in the future. As for now, I had to find a way out of this mess. "Surely your academic advisors didn't just think it was a good idea to let a male teacher change in the presence of young girls?" I was grasping at straws but what more can I do?

"We worked out a schedule that will help us and all the other teams get dressed either before or after you drop by. True, our supervisors were skeptical at first, but a professor from the Biology department convinced them that it would be the perfect opportunity for our sports teams to examine the male form for athletic studies in case we have any boys versus girls matches for future practices."

Biology department...? Suther! I should have seen her hand in this! I didn't miss the context of what Lucia was telling me. Even if it was arranged so I couldn't see all the other girls get changed on their time, they were more than welcome to come in and peep on me whenever they saw fit. Damn that Suther! It's just like her to do something like this. Why couldn't she put this much planning into teaching her actual class!?

"But...but..."

"The only 'butt' I wanna see is yours when you come out of that locker room. Now hurry up Professor, you don't want to keep your class waiting." Lucia smiled.

I sighed, knowing I couldn't get out of this. Bridget gave my jacket sleeve a slight tug, "I'm going to head to Delia's class now to help her set things up. I look forward to seeing you there Professor Finn." Bridget gave me a wink. I gave her a faint smile and a nod as I walked towards the girls locker room wishing I could give her a kiss but I obviously wasn't going to do that in front of the volleyball team. They were all staring at me as I opened the locker room door like I was about to walk into some kind of hilarious prank. I suppose that assessment wasn't so far off from the truth. I turned towards them, "Which locker is mine anyway?"

"Oh, you'll know it when you see it." One of the girls holding a volleyball spoke while the rest of them giggled. Her statement made me even more nervous then I was already. I swallowed right before I entered the locker room, the sound of the volleyball team's giggles faded as I shut the door behind me.