When Sharon turned around to rinse her back, she was surprised to find a slightly built blonde right beside her! Quickly shutting off the water, Sharo... grabbed her towel, and headed back to her locker to get dressed. A few seconds later, the blonde exited the shower and started drying off as she walked over and sat down on the bench in front of her locker. By now, Sharon and the blonde were the only two people left in the locker room, and the blonde looked over at Sharon and said, "I hate. “There is a lot of you to handle,” I replied at last, before feigning to correct myself. “I'm sorry. There are a lot of you to handle.” I glanced around the girls with a small smile and caught the hints of giggles on their lips. “But I'll try my best.” The brunette's eyes remained locked with mine for a few seconds; I could see her mind working away behind them before she spoke again. “Tell me your name.” The order wasn't barked, or harsh. It was stated, with the lingering, smirking tone. She. She dipped her hand into the water to get a sample then checked it. Turning to me she looked from one side to the other trying to look past those mirrored sunglasses to get my attention but when she didn’t she figured I really was asleep. And when she did I could see her also take a nice long look straight at my still half hard cock (Thank you Viagra!!). She blinked a couple of times and again tilted her head from one side to another to get a better look. Turning back to her chemical sample she. She didn’t plan on someone shooting her.”The reminder her daughter’s life was threatened was the wrong thing to say. It tossed fresh kindling on the smoldering embers of her anger. Francine’s head snapped back up.“And why is some crazy coot gunning for you? What the hell did you do to him that he’s trying to kill you? Sleep with his bag lady girlfriend on a park bench?”“Ladies, please.” Lucy knelt beside Em, wrapping her arms around her.A quiet knock on the door surprised them, but neither Em.