The curse of the co-ed showers
Sara ran into the showers and quickly peeled off her clothes before jumping into the shower and vigorously scrubbing the chemicals off her skin before they caused more damage then they already had.
"I am going to kill nick for this, those were my favorite jeans!" she mumbled to herself as she rubbed later into her hair.
It wasn't until she was rinsing the soap off herself when she realized in her hast to get into the shower she didn't grab a towel.
"Shit" she said loudly before hesitantly peeking her head around the corner to look in the locker room. She didn't see anyone so she quickly ran to her locker and grabbed her towel and her extra set of clothes.
She ran back into the showers and quickly got dressed before heading out to hunt down and kill her prey, one fellow CSI named Nick Stokes.
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Grissom breathed a sigh of relief when Sara finally left the showers the second time. He had just finished his shower and was beginning to towel off when Sara ran into one of the other stalls and stripped before jumping under the spray and cussing Nick out about something.
Even though he knew he shouldn't watch, he couldn't seem to peel his eyes away from the sight in front of him. It seemed in her haste to jump into the shower she didn't see him standing there. Knowing she would take it the wrong way he kept himself hidden behind the curtain.
She didn't even bother to close the curtain of the shower she was in and he was becoming harder by the minute. He stopped looking but the images running through his head were enough to maintain his state of arousal.
When he heard the shower turn off the assumed she was done and peeked once more to confirm and noticed Sara, in the nude, dripping wet, looking around the corner at the lockers. She ran out and returned within moments with a towel and a handful of clothes. Moments later she was walking out of the shower room with a determined look on her face.
Grissom sat down on the bench in his stall and tried to think of anything but the image of Sara soaking wet and naked. It took a cold shower and thirty minutes for him to get his body back under control. He stored those images of Sara for use at another time and went back to working his case.