The shower room is like all shower rooms in all gyms - there are loads of stalls separated by long walls. It's almost empty - I can hear the water running only in one of the most remote stalls in the corner of the room. I step into a stall and let thin sprays of hot water hit my body. I close my eyes, poke my head under the shower and let my hair get soaked. Just a usual shower after a workout but I can't help feeling uneasy for some reason. I can't chase the image of Catherine's beautiful writhing body out of my head. I do my best to stop thinking about her but the harder I'm trying, the more I'm thinking about her. The sprays of water from the shower are hitting my breasts, touching my nipples. Washing the sweat off, I allow my fingers to run across my breasts. Jeez, my nipples are fully erect.