Eight-thirty am...
A feminine voice was the last thing you'd think you'll hear inside the boy's locker room. Rule stilled behind Lucas. He knew that voice. He knew it well. His eyes peered behind Lucas' body, starting from the black heel boots, up the brown maxi wool skirt and black sweater, and coming to rest on his sister's stern face.
Her sterling grey eyes darkened with anger. Lucas eased away from him. That he was stark naked in front of an angry lady didn't bother him, and it shocked Rule to see his nonchalant reaction. Lucas wasn't just naked, he was naked with a very visible erection.
Rule didn't spare him another glance. He was red in the face as he came out of the stall, and Lisa didn't waste anytime. She grabbed his ear the second he tried shuffling his shoes back on.
He had managed that while she dragged him out of the locker room, still holding his ear. He couldn't even grab his jacket, only his backpack at the last minute.
