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I laughed and headed to the kitchen to get us both a drink. Knowing I would be smoked in a short distance, the race was three miles around the track. I slipped my phone from the arm sleeve and checked the dozens of texts I had heard arriving as I pounded out sets. I debated taking care of business, but could not think of a way to explain why I was masturbating in the boy’s locker room if I was caught. I called when I knew she would be busy and left a message for her. I slipped my phone from the arm sleeve and checked the dozens of texts I had heard arriving as I pounded out sets. Chris called when I got back in town and insisted I come over to watch the playoffs with him. I’m worried about you.” A few texts from students, mostly female students asking why they were never invited to watch me shower and then
