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Chapter 13 by Nervysniper Nervysniper

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Lana and Mackenzie take the door farthest from them. Into a library.

(chapter originally by Teraton at writing.com)

"First things first: let's get out of this... whatever this stuff is," Mackenzie said, trying to **** some confidence into her voice. The two girls swam over the edge of the pool, but as Mackenzie was about to remark about the lack of ladder, Lana was already halfway out.

Immediately, Mackenzie was struck by the girl's appearance. For one thing, she was a lot taller than Mackenzie. Secondly, while she wasn't as curvy as Mackenzie was, Lana was very athletic. The fact that she could just reach the edge of the pool and hoist herself up from the water was a testament to that enough but the view was another thing entirely. Mackenzie was right behind Lana as she climbed up, and as Lana was bent over the side, she was giving Mackenzie quite an eyeful. Even covered in the red liquid as she was, Mackenzie could easily see how taut the Asian girl's muscles were, how toned her legs were, and how firm her as--

A cough brought her back to reality, with Lana crouched at the poolside extending a hand to the red-head. Mackenzie's face was red in more ways than one as her new nude companion helped her up. Mackenzie thought she saw Lana sizing her up out of the corner of her eye but... well, if she was, she was much more discreet about it.

An awkward few moments of silence later, Mackenzie cleared her throat. "Let's go.. this way," and she walked past Lana towards the door farthest from the pool, hearing the slaps of bare footsteps behind her.

Once the two had passed through the door, they were met with not a bed, nor a bath, but a book. The library was crammed full of shelves reaching the ceiling, each packed tight with various dusty old tomes. Down through the middle of the room, Mackenzie could see a fireplace against the adjacent wall, with a couple of armchairs surrounding it, along with a small couch, and a number of end tables standing at the side of each seat.

"Well," Lana began, "it's not a bathroom, or bedroom, but.."

The girls jumped as the door slammed shut behind them, locking with an audible click.

"I guess it'll have to do..." Lana finished.

Gazing about the room, Mackenzie wasn't sure what use reading would be in this situation, but she wasn't about to give up. Mackenzie suggested that they...

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