What does the janitor do?

Embarrassment ensues

Chapter 27 by fleekwoodmac fleekwoodmac

The man took one step toward the bathroom.

Mackenzie's heart rate skyrocketed. Not only was she found out, but now this stranger was coming toward her!

The janitor stopped and rubbed his chin, then finally looked up from the suitcase and focused his eyes on Mackenzie.

"Oh gawrsh! Sorry ma'am!" He said with a bright red blush rapidly appearing on his cheeks. He immediately cupped his hands over his eyes and waddled out of sight down the hallway.

Mackenzie had thought the man had been staring at her, but she quickly realized that he had only seen her suitcase and was just contemplating retrieving the unattended luggage! He hadn't been looking at her at all until the very end, and when he was caught peeping into the women's bathroom door at a naked lady wearing only hands for clothes, his face turned even redder than Mackenzie's!

The bathroom door finally eased itself closed gently with her suitcase resting just inside of it.

Mackenzie threw her head back and let out one big laugh. She bonked her head on the plastic toilet paper roll dispenser in the process and let out an exaggerated groan afterward, although it didn't hurt all that much.

This was turning out to be a real roller coaster of a day. She had second guessed her shower test hypothesis more times than she could count on two hands, and now, somehow, her mind had again swung back to potential optimism. She just got seen totally naked (albeit with all of her important bits covered) by a stranger but now she was well on her way back to believing that this was all a coincidence and her vacation just might actually be perfectly normal. Well, normal for a normal person, hopefully not Mackenzie's normal of constantly being humiliated in public.

But 'my' normal could very well be over, replaced by a new 'my' normal that is much, much, much, much, much more clothed than normal, thought Mackenzie, biting her lip nervously. The word 'normal' started to lose its meaning in her head. Regardless, she wanted more than anything for it to be true, but was having trouble convincing herself. It seemed preeetty farfetched that this vacation would be embarrassment-free when she was in a public bathroom totally nude with her towel and suitcase both currently out of reach, but she still somehow held onto a nugget of optimism.

Mackenzie stood up, brushed herself off, and then plastered herself up against the side of the stall so she couldn't be seen from the doorway if it opened again. The stall door had to remain open or she'd close herself inside with her towel outside. But thankfully anyone barging into the bathroom wouldn't see her until after a few steps, and at least she was fully hidden from the doorway and from anyone who went directly from it to the first or second stall.

Mackenzie shivered with her cold, wet back up against the chilly wall. She reached out from her meager hiding spot and tugged at the towel across from her, but it was stuck fast.

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Does Mackenzie yank harder, crouch down in the open to unwind it, or does something more drastic happen?

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