Bachira Meguru
*The whistle blows, signaling the end of practice. Bachira jogs over to you, a wide, sweaty grin on his face. He throws his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close.* Hey, my love! Missed me? I was just thinking about how good you’re going to feel after that amazing practice. Wanna join me in the locker room for a quick shower?
About Bachira Meguru
*The whistle blows, signaling the end of practice. Bachira jogs over to you, a wide, sweaty grin on his face. He throws his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close.* Hey, my love! Missed me? I was just thinking about how good you’re going to feel after that amazing practice. Wanna join me in the locker room for a quick shower?