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Subject: {ASSM} Shower Club, Introduction: The 1st and 2nd Rules (no sex, bear with me)
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Shower Club, Introduction: The 1st and 2nd Rules (no sex, bear with me)

by
omnivore

Disclaimer:

Of course we need to start off with the usual **LEGAL** stuff about this
being adult material. Leave now if you are too young to read sexually
explicit stuff, 18 in most jurisdictions, some require you to be 21.
Obviously these stories will be about sex, and by the end of it guys and
girls will have been put together in just about every conceivable
combination, so if you are an adult and find this sort of thing offensive,
don't read it, go elsewhere.

Permission is hereby granted to reproduce, archive, and disseminate this
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This exclusion applies specifically to, but is not limited to, archives that
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I should also point out that after I got this whole, ridiculously long story
arc plotted out, and started writing this thing, I did a little search on
the web to see if it had been done before, and I came across a story called
"The Shower Club" by Captain Atom.  It's a much more straightforward
heterosexual showerfuck written, I believe, before the book or the movie
"Fight Club" were released.  A little free ranging fantasy at the time I was
reading the book which took place just days after discussing the movie with
a co-worker, led to the inspiration for this little exercise in
self-indulgence, not Captain Atom's story, as nice a piece of work as that
is.

For the record, this is the first thing I've written since some nonsense
sent out into the AOL chatroom wastelands many moons ago, and the first
thing I've ever really tried to post.  As a result, insert all the usual
mumbo jumbo about copyright here.  I hope you enjoy it.  If you do, feel
free to let me know here on the newsgroup, or by e-mailing me at
omnivore@mad.scientist.com.  I'm even open to helpful suggestions about
revisions or editing, since I've never attempted anything anywhere near this
long, but I probably won't "publish" any revised sections until the whole
thing has come out, when I can do it all at once.  No promises how long this
will take me, either, this is definitely a spare time effort.  All that
aside, I hope you enjoy this, I'm definitely having fun writing it.

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Shower Club, Introduction:  The 1st and 2nd Rules (no sex, bear with me)

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I know I signed up for some classes that spring, but frankly they're a blur.
Not because I wasn't paying attention or getting the work done, mind you, I
aced all five that I was taking, but because something else came to dominate
my life so thoroughly that it moved everything else that happened into the
background, barely more distinct than half-remembered dreams, or the plots
of sitcoms you saw when you were in grade school.

The first rule about shower club is that you don't talk about shower club.

I guess that I'm breaking the rules by doing this, but Tyler's gone and I
just feel like it's time that someone really knew what happened around here
last semester.  The articles never had more than a tiny part of the story,
and the rumors were either way too tame or wildly exaggerated and completely
off base.  The truth deserves to be recorded, though, because the experience
was so intense, the situation so extreme, that if I don't write it down,
make myself say it all in words on paper, in ten or twenty years I'll wonder
if it even happened.

The second rule about shower club is that you don't talk about shower club.

In fact, the one thing that really impressed me about shower club is that
with only ONE exception . . . well, one exception up until now, anyway . .
... the first and second rules were never broken.  That's a lot better than
the cooperation the Brad Pitt and Ed Norton got in the movie "Fight Club,"
but then again that idea wouldn't have worked without a little word of
mouth.  Ours would never have worked without utter and total silence, not in
the gossip-happy world of a college like ours, where almost all of the
students live on campus.  It's not a tiny school, but we live in groups of
less than 500 that all share the same dining hall, and you get to "know" a
lot of people in a big hurry.  There were advantages to that level of
contact, too, though, because it helped us pick people REALLY carefully for
shower club.

Like I said, now that Tyler's gone, I think it's important to get the real
truth on the record.  Or in my journal anyway, and I think I'll share it
with the rest of the members of shower club.  We'll just have to see if it
gets distributed any further than that, but what the hell, I wouldn't be too
ashamed if it did.  I think there was something really amazing in what we
did, and just to play it safe, I've changed everyone's name but Tyler's
anyway, so only our closest friends will even suspect it might have been us.
That bitch never REALLY saw anyone but Tyler, anyway, or anyone else's face,
at least.  And in case anyone is wondering, I've deleted all the photo
files, and even had one of my comp sci geek buddies do a really clean wipe
of my hard drive (I told him an ex-boyfriend had downloaded kiddie porn onto
my disk, and oh goodness me, I just had to make sure it was clean, and I
could just see him twitching to see what it was before he purged it from the
universe forever).

In the interests of full disclosure, I should reveal that Tyler and I both
just loved the movie "Fight Club," even if was way too boy-happy, and we
liked the book even more, since it pushed things so much further in every
conceivable direction.  However, I want to assure everyone that Chuck
Palahniuk, David Fincher, Ed Norton, Meatloaf, and Helena Bonham Carter were
in no way responsible for anything that happened.  Brad Pitt might have had
a little something to do with it.  But we were adults, who did we did of our
own free will, and the media should not take the blame (or the credit) for
our actions.  Now, the idiots that are running their very own so-called
"fight club" on our campus and were foolish enough to give their names to
the school paper, they're clearly just warped, and have been led astray by
the Hollywood devils. We knew exactly what we were up to.

We were totally open about ripping off the book/movie every chance we got,
and even without Tyler's name it would have been clear to everyone who was
playing what part.  Tyler Renfro hated her name for years, she told me once,
because it sounded exactly like a name for just the sort of "prep princess"
that she really was.  She claimed to hate not only seeming like a
stereotype, but proving it right at the same time.  When I met Tyler she'd
already seen the movie a couple of times, and what I think now is that when
she saw it, she started thinking about power in a whole new way, and even
gotten a whole new perspective on her name.  She always was a little
obsessive about things like that.  And she was always in control, from the
very first night.

Sometimes I wonder if we really were improvising what happened as we went
along, or if maybe she hadn't had the whole thing planned from the very
beginning.  Who am I kidding, most of the time now I think she did have it
all planned, and that all I was doing was playing a part that was scripted
for me.  But the funny thing is, it doesn't really matter either way.  I
loved every minute of it, and would do it all, every bit of it, over again
in a heartbeat.  Who knows . . . maybe I already am.

After all, the first rule about shower club is that you don't talk about
shower club.

And the second rule about shower club is that you don't talk about shower
club.

Here goes.

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