Spoiler
“Ichiko.” The young man at the front desk would say with a yawn and a sleepy nod of acknowledgement. Ichiko would give him a wave before making her way to the changing room. Another perk to getting there early was..
The locker.
Yes THE locker.
The only locker that seemed to despite all odds remain free of old protein shake stains, creatinine powder remnants, and....Hygiene products of the female variety.
People were animals.. Ichiko thought to her self. Her stomach churning slightly at the thought. She slowly placed her things on the bench infront of the locker wanting to keep them out and available so she could change quickly. Being naked even briefly only churned her stomach further. She quickly changed as someone else entered.
Not paying attention Ichiko quickly changed into some leggings and a nice sports bra. Her usual workout attire. Normally she wouldn’t be in such revealing clothes in public let alone at a gym.
But again thanks to the early hour she felt secure. perverts weren’t due to show until at least 11 when everyone with a job and wife would be at work.
She would be long gone by then.
She carefully folded her clothes again paying the new comer little mind as she stretched for a moment enjoying the freedom her lack of clothes granted her and folded her clothes. It was as she was moving to place them in the locker that the newcomers hand met hers both resting in the locker handle.
“Excuse me..” she said somewhat angrily glancing over at the woman trying to steal her sterile storage space. “I was here first.” She continued knocking the woman’s hand away with a light slap opening the locker and starting to place her perfectly folded clothes inside.

