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Chapter 18 by Moby the One and Only Moby the One and Only

What's next?

Down a Hall

Pumped up and having built up a noticeable sweat, Mackenzie had more fun working out now than she had in years. And to think, that diet and exercise usually came as a result of not wanting people to see your body. The whole endeavor just, exhilarated her. After so much movement she finally slowed down long enough to feel the sweat coating her naked skin. Though initially she considered heading straight for the shower, it dawned on her that the showers were at the pool, which got her in the mood for a swim.

Skinny-dipping wasn't something she ever felt brave enough to do on her own, especially in a building with plenty of potential witnesses given the right (or wrong) circumstances... but, according to her recollection, this was a clothing-optional hotel! Nobody would mind... The employees won't care... And hell, she's already interacted with other nude visitors. A swim is great idea. Besides, better to swim first than shower just to get drenched in chlorine and shower off again. But first, it was probably a good idea to towel off a little. She didn't necessarily need to, since she was heading for the pool, but the thought of sliding across every smooth surface like greased swine didn't sound all that appealing, especially since she wasn't wearing socks or shoes...

She looked around the empty gym for a towel, turning over weights, rooting through any unlocked lockers, anywhere she could think to look. As she bent over to check underneath one of the machines, the realized that from where she was standing, the gym's large window were facing directly behind her. The glass panes had luxurious, unobstructed view of her womanhood and the beautifully built bottom around it. Out of instinct her arms flinched in a protective effort, but she immediately paused remembering she was safe.

All in all, it seemed the gym at lacked any viable towels.

"Oh well, " she thought to herself, "being a little sweaty isn't going to be the end of the world."

Mackenzie left the gym. Naked, glistening, and excited, she she made her way through the halls.

***

Thud.

The young woman in her black robe mumbled explicatives to herself as the vending machine stood strong its commitment to protecting its goods.

THUD-THUD-THUD.

She brushed her straight dark hair form her face and continued to hit the machine. She would give it another dollar to convince it, but the last three only served to show that it will never stoop so low as to except bribes (even if that's it's job...)

"Need help?" another woman's voice asked.

The dark haired woman sighed, turning around, "No, No it's fine... I should be going to bed any-" she froze. If eyes were camera lenses, her apertures must've been opened to their limit, taking in all the light they can to fully see it.

A confident, and rather beautiful redhead stood just feet away from her... A confident, beautiful... sweaty... naked, redhead...

"I-I... ah..." the dark haired woman didn't have enough focus to both speak and stare.

The redhead asked, "Can you help point me in the direction of the pool? I haven't stayed here before now. And while I thought it was closer to the gym, it ended up being further away than I thought..."

As the two "talked," one of the doors down the hall started to open. An older woman started walking out of her room, but upon seeing the redhead her eyes popped like water balloons before bolting back inside. She then creaked the door a smidge, glaring at the nude woman. She honestly looked very good for her age, though as she spied on the bare lady, her nasty scowl seemed drag all the missing years from her complexion back.

Meanwhile, the dark haired woman blushed, "I-It's down the hall and to, to the left..."

"Thank you!" she said with cheery tone, "Would you like to join me or..."

"I-I'm fine... Thanks..."

"That's alright. I'm Mackenzie by the way." the redhead extended her hand.

"I, I'm Pauline..." as the dark haired woman's brain began to catch up, she shook Mackenzie's hand.

"Have a good night," Mackenzie's shapely rear swayed with each stride as she waved at her and went on her merry way down the hall.

Realizing she was heading in her direction, the older woman panicked, quickly shutting her door, but catching her very conservative nightgown stuck in the door while doing so. She yanked at the fabric repeatedly, but refused to pull heavily at the risk of ruining any part of it. Eventually she gave up and reopened the door, pulling her dress back. Out of curiosity, she poked her head back out to see the redhead was gone. She then rushed to the phone.

***

RRRRIIIIIINNNNGGG!

The receptionist picked up the phone with the amount of enthusiasm that a late night would give, "Hello?"

"Excuse me," the older woman growled on the other end of the line, "is this supposed to be a nudist resort?"

"Excuse me what?" the receptionist asked groggily.

"Do you allow people to just roam around wherever they want in the nude?"

"not another one..." he mumbled under her breath as her fingers rested on the bridge of her nose, "look, I already said this before, this is not a clothing-optional hotel."

"I know that, " the older woman barked, "I was calling to report a woman for, _streaking _down my hall. Doing so in front of multiple people. That pervert was probably getting off on it..."

...

There was silence...

"Hello?" the older woman asked.

The receptionist groaned. "Can you identify this woman?"

"She had red hair... I think her name's, Mackenzie."

"Right..." The receptionist promptly hung up before then dialing Mackenzie's number.

Just like before, Mackenzie's phone was still out of her reach, leaving the receptionist **** to have to leave another message.

"Hello Mackenzie? This is reception again. I don't know if you got the last message, but I must reiterate, this is NOT a clothing-optional hotel. Nudity is not tolerated here. We've gotten a complaint that supposedly you've been streaking?... Maybe you got lost heading back to your room or something, so maybe this can be forgiven, but I have to once again warn you that if you continue to do this knowingly, you WILL be thrown out and and arrested for indecent exposure. Okay?"

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