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Chapter 2 by jw_wjw jw_wjw

Where does Mackenzie's bad day begin?

Fast forward - Retirement home

Mackenzie Fairbairn was 65 years old when she cashed in her 401(k) and IRA at just the right time, affording a house in a retirement village in beautiful Sedona, Arizona.

"You sure this will work, Aunt Mackenzie?" Mackenzie's niece Layla asked her as they were moving the boxes in.

"Of course, sweetie," Mackenzie rubbed Layla's cheek with the back of her hand.

"Aren't you afraid everyone will see you naked?" Layla's daughter Annabelle asked before Layla shushed her.

"I mean," Mackenzie shrugged, "I hope they won't mind seeing this old body!" she waved her arms around herself before chuckling.

"Well, you take care, Aunt Mackenzie," Layla and Annabelle kissed Mackenzie as she saw them out.

"You too, sweetie!" Mackenzie saw them out of her new house before quickly undressing and heading to the bathroom to shower up. She took a look in the mirror, admiring how relatively little had changed with her body except for her gray hair turning white and the wrinkles that were kind enough to keep themselves above the neck. Her flesh remained pale and supple, and her breasts sagged only an inch or two - perhaps the stretches of time without bras kept them up, Mackenzie sighed wistfully.

Whatever. Mackenzie shrugged to herself, she had been well acquainted with nudity for decades now, so even if Annabelle turned out to be right it wouldn't be the first time anybody had seen her in her birthday suit. Mackenzie showered relatively quickly, but was sorely disappointed to find only one towel. Reasoning she was alone and it would be a quick trip to her bedroom, she used the towel to quickly dry her body and gray wiry bush off before wrapping her hair in it.

Mackenzie jogged a little to the bedroom, going through each of the dresser drawers and finding them empty. She remembered that her clothes were still in the boxes in the living room, so she jogged down to get them before stopping in her tracks.

"Oh hi there!" she quickly covered herself up with her hands as someone stood just inside her front door.

Who's the unexpected visitor?

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