Cheril and I

Cheryl had been my best friend since I joined the cheerleading squad
at my College. We would go to the mall together, watch movies together, and
study together.
Cheryl was about 5’9″ (I was a wee bit shorter), and had a figure that
bespoke ‘Modeling Career Here’. I’ll admit that I wasn’t nearly as attractive,
but the guys I dated never seemed to think so.
Anyway, Cheryl really surprised me one night after an exciting football
game. We had gone back to the girls locker room, and I decided to get a shower
before we decided what to do for the evening. Once I was nude and under the hot
spray of the shower, I got very relaxed. I closed my eyes and stood there,
feeling the heat soak into my tired muscles.
I was broken out of my bliss by the sound of another shower head
turning on. Cheryl was standing at the next nozzle, rinsing her hair. I was
surprised to see her buck-naked. Before, we had always pulled curtains between
the showers for privacy.