Senior year (part 1)

My dad passed away in early 1979 and I had to return to Indiana to live with my mother. A lot of turmoil followed and I went to California to live with relatives and then my mother moved back to Cincinnati where we reconciled on good terms and I spent my full senior year there. I wont mention the school as it could violate someone's privacy, but I was on the varsity swim team. We would go to a gym owned by a former Bengals player, for early morning two times a week before school and before the gym was open to its members. Often, us guys would go into the hot tub nude that lay between the men's shower room and the female's shower room. Since the girls lifted on different days, we never were at the gym at the same time. This changed when quite a few of us qualified for state. Because a far smaller number of us qualified, we continued lifting at this gym, but we lifted together, boys and girls. After the first morning, us guys went into the hot tub, nude as usual, not even thinking about the fact that there were now girls in the other locker room. Imagine the huge shock on our faces when one of the girls opened up the frosted glass shower door that led into the female shower room, obviously nude, but hiding her body behind the adjoining wall, and asked what we were doing.