Ralph's story, the innocent homeschooler's eyes are opened as his pants are taken.

I entered the locker room nervously. I had heard that the showers in my new dorm were co-ed. Not something I would normally want any part of but my friend and room mate, Benny and I had skipped the fall semester to go on a cross country trip and the only two person opening available for the Spring semester was in the dorm with the co-ed showers. All the other dorms had normal separate men's and women's showers. But not this one, oh no, this one was special. I mean come on! Granted, you could always shower at the gym if you wanted something crazy like only showering with your own sex! But it was a couple buildings down and across the road and I didn't want to have to walk that far.

I took a quick glance around but all I saw was one guy coming back from the showers with his towel around his shoulders, not his waist, whistling a merry tune like he had not a care in the world. He greeted the other two guys in the room who were undressing to go into the shower. Like the friendly whistler, they too were going for the full naked experience but they at least wrapped their towels around their goods before heading into the showers.

It was now just me and the whistler in the locker room. He was still fully naked as he was carefully combing his hair as he looked into a small mirror he had in his locker. He was in no hurry and he seemed like the kind of guy who would spend half an hour on his hair getting it just right.

He frankly made me uncomfortable so I hurried to a row of empty lockers in the most hidden corner I could find. I took out my brand new combination lock opened it and hung it on the locker door. I took one more quick look around, not a girl in site. Maybe I was wrong maybe it was just the showers and not the locker room area that was coed. There was only a sign that said “showers” on the door not “men's lockers” or anything but maybe there was a separate door I didn't see that led to the girl's lockers. I decided not to press my luck though, I threw my clothes off as quick as I could and quickly wrapped my towel around my waist. No one had come in and the whistler was still happily making micro adjustments to his hair, tool.