Peek in the locker room

I knew that I should go and find Amy, but the temptation to peek at the boys was too strong. I imagined the sight of their muscular bodies, gleaming under the lights from their sweat. I pushed the door in a little further to try to get a peek. I could hear water running and heard some of the boys laughing and bragging about how good they were at football. I think I heard them making fun of some of the dweebs.

I pushed the door still farther and leaned my head in. I could see steam coming from the shower, but still couldn't see anyone. Behind me, in the hallway, I could hear footsteps. I didn't want anyone to see me peeking in the doorway of the locker room, so I quickly jumped inside and closed the door behind me. My heart was pounding as I found myself standing inside the boys locker room. I felt so excited, I was tingling all over. Now I just had to decide: Do I run back outside, and possibly run into whoever it was that was coming down the hallway, or do I stay in the locker room and try to catch a peek of some boy flesh?

I was so thrilled by the adventure of it all! Finally, I decided to