A third stream hit me in the eye before adjusting to my mouth. XXX Apparently, the cheer team agrees, and one of them turns the shower knob, carefully avoiding my aura of stink. I’m nervous. Now, listen to me. Sure, the training is grueling, but being a field urinal is a breeze! I can handle one game night every week when the season starts considering what I managed this evening. They take me from one locker room to the other. Your bucket is full. The ewwws of the uniformed cheerleaders echo in the showers. The bucket lowers, and she gets up, head low, leaving wet footprints behind her walk of shame. Boys can sure pee for a long time. But, hey, it is technically inside my body, right?
