After running on the elliptical for forty five minutes, Brian realizes he’s a tad late for his date with his wife Kara. Not actually late but he didn’t have enough time to drive home and prepare himself before the dinner at, her favorite restaurant, Guvnor’s. So he decided to shower in the men’s locker room, a first for Brian since P.E. class in high school where he still wore a bathing suit.
He nervously stripped down to his gray boxer briefs and started slowly walking over to the sound of running water. As he came up to the tile floor where heated water laid dormant, he decided to peak around the corner into the bathrooms to get a layout before he made his entrance. To his sight, he saw no one in their underwear, all four men in the open just easily naked. Brian snuck away ashamed, to go put his briefs in his locker.
“Come on Brian, you can do this.”
He thought of his wife, as he locked the Master Lock, and how proud she would be.
As he crept back to the showers, Brian closed his eyes and walked until he felt a warm breeze of water rinse off his sweaty, groomed, body. He tried to instinctively reach out for the body soap dispenser but couldn’t find it.
When he opened his eyes and discovered the dispenser was to his left, not his right. While Brian was snickering to himself about this realization, he also realized there was only one other guy in the shower besides him and he was close to him. He could hear the water fall of the other guys shoulder blades. Brian habitually peaked as he saw movement out of the corner of his right eye and stared. Stared at the vineyard before him.
