Either you, or someone in your immediate vicinity.

The voice and its unknown owner's gaze seemed to be projected in my direction, and the rest of the room apparently thought so too, judging by their hidden glances.

"Uhhhh..." I stood frozen like a deer in headlights, unsure if and how to respond.

While Kat was facing away from the voice, she apparently gathered what was happening from the look on my face. She placed a hand on my chest as if telling me to stay, and put a finger to her pursed lip.

"Excuse me? I said come over here... you deaf or something?" I pretended to be interested in something on the ceiling, even as below my waist, the freshmen girl Tori determinedly worked my shaft with soapy, wet hands.

"Don't make me come over there," the voice warned, but left no time to comply as she started stomping this way, bare feet slapping wet tile. There was a breeze that passed through the shower room, perhaps a swinging door opening in the locker room, and the steam dissipated, revealing the approaching girl's face.