Crawl through the shrubbery, then dash for the road island.

Mackenzie slowly crawled forward, torn between an urge to hurry and try to relocate the drone, and a strong desire to move as slowly as possible to avoid running blindly into danger. It felt like an eternity before the curvaceous redhead reached the gardenwork beside the house and crawled inside. She almost regretted her decision very quickly as the rough branches of the shrubbery scraped against her sensitive skin and every leaf and flower petal tickled her. Her dangling breasts jiggled and swayed with every move she made, and she had to **** herself not to cry out whenever her tender nipples hit a branch or brushed over a flower. And all that was to say nothing about the sensitive treasure between her legs...

It felt like Mackenzie spent hours in the shrubbery, though it was no more than a few tense moments before she reached the edge. Nervously poking her head out, Mackenzie looked up and down the street as best she could to see if the coast was clear. The only cars the redhead saw were parked with no signs of life, and Mackenzie wasn't about to risk waiting too long and having someone step outside. Taking a deep breath, Mackenzie awkwardly crawled out of the shrubs and stumbled into a full-on sprint. The soft grass of the yard she was cutting through was a short live relief before she hit the sun-baked pavement of the sidewalk followed by the road. Every slap of her feet on the pavement sounded like a thunderclap to the redhead as she desperately hoped nobody saw or heard her shameless streak across the road.

She didn't even bother risking a look over her shoulder to see if she had gained any sort of audience from her display. Unbeknownst to Mackenzie, this also meant she didn't see the sign near the shrubbery she had just crawled through, warning people against doing such a thing, and why not to do it. Ignorant, Mackenzie continued on and stumbled into the cover of the road island, taking a moment to bend over, hands on her knees, and catch her breath.

"Now... where the hell is that drone?" Mackenzie asked to herself between pants for breath.