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Chapter 6 by PiZzA101 PiZzA101

What happens after Anna is done?

It’s Crowded!

Anna heard her alarm go off, signaling the end of the cycle. She sighed in relief, and carefully stepped off the machine. The end of her video soon followed, and the lack of noise coming from her headphones allowed her to hear a thud. She looked behind herself, and noticed the room now seemed filled with gym users. Several men were at work on the machines, and a group of girls about her age had begun jogging on the treadmills.

Anna began to blush, remembering that she was still in just her underwear. A further look around the room confirmed she was definitely the least dressed among the dozen or so members in the room. Even among the men, not a single one had removed their shirt.

Anna felt out of place, and hurried to gather her things and head to the Women’s Locker Room. Just as she began walking towards the locker room with her head pointed at the floor, she ran straight into someone. Anna looked up, and blushed a deeper shade of red as she realized it was her friend Caitlyn.

“S-sorry.” Anna stammered nervously, preparing to continue moving past. “Anna?” Caitlyn called curiously, as she looked inquisitively towards Anna. There was a quick turn towards the locker rooms, and Anna continued past as if Caitlyn hadn’t been heard. Caitlyn shook her head, before turning back around and walking towards the dumbbells.

Once inside the locker room, Anna let out a sigh of relief, glad she was home free again. “Well, that was a little embarrassing. But at least it’s over.” Anna thought to herself. She looked towards her locker, then down at her body. Despite the lack of any sweat collecting attire, Anna noticed a sweat stain had begun forming around the area where her breast cleavage began, and her boy-shorts felt damp from the collected sweat that had rolled down her body. She looked longingly to the shower area.

“I could definitely use a shower...” Anna thought to herself. She also desired to go home, but didn’t like the prospect of sitting in interstate traffic in her sweat-dampened gym underwear, even if she wore her work outfit over it. Anna quietly debated to herself what to do, the locker room empty of noise except for a running shower.

What does Anna do?

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