Joey ready to welcome a guest

I jumped forward at the touch and quickly tried to cover myself with my arms. I can’t believe my privacy had been invaded like this. My worst nightmare. I was so drunk I forgotten to lock the door.

“We’re on a budget, so to save water we have to shower together,” an unfamiliar voice said behind me.

Not turning around I asked, “Who are you?”

“You don’t remember me from high school? I was a few years older than you, but I know you know me. I was caught fucking in the stairwell.”

Oh my god. Ross’s other roommate had gotten into the shower with me. I couldn’t remember his name. I thought about screaming for help. This was fucked up.

I politely said, “Please leave.”

“I just got lathered up. You’ll have to move so I can rinse off.”

“You can’t be serious.”

He stuck a hand over my shoulder showing me the suds dripping down his hairy arm. Then his hand touched my shoulder and started rubbing down my body.

Too much.

I jumped from the shower and scrambled for the towel. I got it wrapped around me right before he pulled the shower curtain wide open.