Did I mention that the showers were unisex? I would follow him into the shower and just stand there admiring his naked body. If I thought Erik looked good in shorts, well, naked was MADE for him! Every night, I would stand there, soaping my body while fantasizing about him. I was getting obsessive about him, my thoughts during the day were of him, my dreams at night centered on him. I spent the days hoping the hours would pass and I could get to the gym. Soon, I was totally unaware of the others in the shower room. At first, I would hear the whistles and soft compliments that the other guys directed at me. But the more I became obsessed with Erik and his lovely body, the less I noticed anyone around me.