He got a few more minutes of sleep before she stirred him awake.
"Hey, loverboy, we are here!"
The sun was finally up, and it was hot despite the air conditioning. The event was at the mall, so he wouldn't have to worry about the heat at least.
Quincy got out with Mel and she took him to a small warehouse door.
"You'll start off here, just need to check you in. Oh, and you'll love my contact here, you know her!"
His heart sank and his forehead formed beads of sweat. No, already exposed?
A cheery redhead greeted them inside. She wore the regular mall staff uniform, red shirt with leggings for ease of movement.
"Quincy!" she yelled, and hugged him hard.
"Hey, Mandy."
Mandy was his classmate, and loved coming to his concerts whenever she could.
"I was so bummed I was not gonna hear you play, but I guess I get to see you perform anyway!"
The girls laughed while he stewed in humiliation. She handed him a form to fill and a rulebook.
"I'll show you where to wait. Mel, we'll meet up later to watch on the monitors."
Mel pulled Quincy in for a hug. He sank into her warm flesh, cushy tits rubbing against his chest.
"And I want you to go for the win, no pussying out. Remember the videos."
Her hard hand stuck Quincy’s ass, making Mandy laugh.
"Later, Mel!"
"Later!"
He was alone with his classmate. She locked the exit and took down the corridor to a lonely store room. What does she think of me?
She sat on one of the boxes, and handed him a bag.
"Just put your clothes in here. I gotta run to work, so many people."
"Can you turn around?"
"Yeah, but why. I'm gonna see you soon enough, and you are in a public nudity contest. Never took you for a shy one, boring!"
She has a point, damn her.
He took a deep breath and pulled the shirt off. Mandy grinned and leaned back, exposing her neck and pushing her cleavage into the red shirt. Isn't any woman going to wear a bra today?
His shorts was next, then the boxers. Getting over it as fast as he could, he yanked them both down together and covered his crotch. She saw!
Mandy giggled and took his clothes.
"Hey, little man!"
Her hand slapped his bare ass, making his pecker twitch and expand.
"What the hell, Mandy! Don't make it worse on me."
"Chill, dude. You know I can't resist."
Quincy sat down, covering his dick with both hands. Mandy typed away a message on her phone, giggling now and then.
"So, I'd really love to keep you company and help you relax a bit before the game, but I have work."
Mandy sighed then pointed at the announcement.
"You hear the horn, you run. Good luck."
She winked and blew him a kiss, then ran off, athletic ass showing through tight leggings.
Quincy thought about how to approach the game while waiting. I'll just go for some of the closest stores, find anything to cover myself.
Horn echoed over the speaker, and he ran through a storage-room hallway, trying out doors.
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