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Chapter 7 by Impresting_ Impresting_

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With only a towel on

Clutching his towel at the waist, Logan whirled and pulled on the locker room door just as he heard the lock click shut. He pounded on the door furiously. “Come on, you assholes,” he called. “Let me in before someone sees me.” Luckily, the hallway was empty right now but Logan knew that it wouldn’t stay that way for long. Third period was almost over and it would be lunch time any minute for the hundreds of students at school. The bell would ring, the doors would all open and they would come flocking into the hallways. Logan really didn’t want to be out here when that happened... especially not when his modesty was only protected by a thin strip of white fabric.

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