Reality Bites.

Finally, Ricky just couldn't take it anymore. The sight of so many men showering...it was too overwhelming. For years he had dreamt of being in a situation just like this...wrapped in a damp towel, the smell of Old Spice wafting through the air with its enticing fragrance. But the wave of nausea broke over him. Was it true? Was he really there? Or would Mother walk in on him and rouse him from his dream like she did that embarrassing morning? O, curses Mother, for ruining this moment, the one where he should feel his most enlightened!