What is waiting for him back in the locker room?
Nothing. Literally
As I went back to get dressed, I looked in horror as my stack of clothes were gone! All that remained was my underwear, a tight fitting pair of boxer briefs that were fairly old and worn out that I only put on because I was in a hurry, and a note. I picked it up and read it.
“Next time think twice before almost making us late. Good luck loser. Love Sarah and Jessica.”
“Shit.” I thought to myself, “What am I gonna do?”
I thought to myself how I could get out of this predicament and only one answer really presented itself.
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