Rebel's influence

The plan in motion

As the arena buzzed with the excitement of victory, I felt a thrill of adrenaline coursing through me. The players were still on the ice, celebrating their win, laughter and cheers echoing around the rink. I seized the moment, my heart racing as I hurried toward the guys' locker room, my mind focused on the plan I had meticulously crafted.

To my surprise, the door was unlocked. I pushed it open slowly, scanning the room for any signs of life. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and triumph, and the sound of laughter from the ice faded as I slipped inside. I knew I had to act quickly before anyone noticed my presence.

Spotting Nick's locker, I made my way over, my pulse quickening with each step. The locker door creaked slightly as I opened it, revealing his gear neatly hung inside. My heart raced with excitement and mischief. This was it. I needed to leave my mark.

I took a deep breath and plucked a few strands of my hair, ensuring they were long enough to be noticed. I placed them carefully on top of Nick's clothes. Then, with a quick glance around to ensure I was still alone, I took off my panties and stuffed them into the back pocket of his jeans. The thrill of the act sent a rush through me; I could almost hear the clock ticking down as I prepared for the next phase.

I hoped that Nick wouldn't notice at first, that he'd put on his jeans without a second thought. That would only add to the intrigue and chaos of my plan.

Once I had completed my task, I moved swiftly, leaving the locker room as quietly as I could. I shut the door behind me, my heart pounding in my chest. I paused for a moment, catching my breath, making sure no one had seen me slip in or out.

With a cheeky grin, I kissed my hand, ensuring that my red lipstick left a mark on my palm. This would serve as a signature touch, a reminder of my presence. I turned and positioned myself just outside the locker room, leaning against the wall and feigning nonchalance as I waited for the team to change out of their hockey equipment and come out.

The sounds of clattering gear and laughter filled the air, and I felt a surge of anticipation. I had set everything in motion, and soon, Nick would be stepping out, unaware of the storm I had just created. The thrill of what was to come made me giddy, and I couldn't help but smile as I prepared to set my plan into action.