Chapter 16

The showers were at the far end of the hall from Heather’s room. I was keenly aware of the fact that even the slightest movement or breeze would cause my cock to pop out between the two flaps of the robe and greet whoever was walking by.

It was early but the hallway was busy. Two girls were walking towards us. First they checked out my hot pink robe and giggled - 21st century my ass, I thought. Then one of them glanced down at the bulge in the front of the robe and giggled harder. I tried to ignore it but one of them stepped in front of me, blocking my path.

The girl was about Clarissa’s age, late teens or early maybe early twenties. Dark hair and a pretty face. She was wearing flannel checkered pjs that didn’t reveal anything beyond her large rack. She had a friend with her who was African-American, shorter, with hair in tight braids, and thin round frame glasses. She also wore pjs but a thin material that might have been silk, or something silk-like.

“Hey there,” she said with a smile.

“Uh, hey,” I responded weakly.

“Where ya goin’?” She was smirking. Clarissa answered for me.

“We’re headed for the showers.” She tried to pull me to the side to get me away from them but Flannel-Pjs didn’t let that happen.

“Oh ... gonna go rub one out?” she asked, now grinning ear to ear.

“What?! No!” I said.

Her friend said, “I dunno, Sara, I think he’s lyin’. I think he is gonna rub one out.”

“Not necessarily, Tonya. Maybe Clarissa here was going to help him out,” ‘Sara’ said, grinning ear to ear. So I guess they knew Clarissa, or at least her name. Clarissa said nothing either way. She looked uncomfortable.