Not even close

Mackenzie turned the handle and pulled the door open. Exuberant, she began heading straight for her bag. But she was suddenly interrupted by a yanking sensation as the towel was whisked off her body. The redhead gasped as she was left naked again and quickly whirled around to see what had grabbed her only form of modesty.

There, wedged between the door and the wooden "STAFF" sign, was the edge of Mackenzie's towel. The nude girl gave a tug on the towel, but it seemed wedged in there pretty good.

"Screw this." Mackenzie muttered. She didn't even need the towel anymore now that she'd finally found her bag. Mackenzie turned and began to cross the room when she suddenly stopped dead in her tracks. There was a door on the other side of the room too, and through its small window Mackenzie could see someone rapidly approaching it.

Luckily, Mackenzie was just a few feet away from a row of vending machines. And there was a small foot or so gap between the last machine and the wall. Without a second to lose, Mackenzie dashed to the nearby space and quickly wedged herself inside.

She made it just in time and heard the sound of a door opening.

"Whatever man, Scott's full of shit." a male voice said.

"I think he's telling the truth!" another man replied. "One time I saw a chick get pantsed by one of her friends in the middle of the hallway. Stuff like that happens!"

Mackenzie heard the sound of a refrigerator opening, followed by the rustling of plastic bags.

"I'll believe it when I see it." said the first guy as he sat down at a table, "Anything good today?"

"Chicken sandwich." he replied, joining his friend at the table. The two continued talking and began eating their respective lunches.

Meanwhile, Mackenzie's heart was pounding in her chest. For what felt like the hundredth time today, she was stuck naked and mere inches away from being exposed! Nobody in the room would be able to see her unless they were standing all the way over by the wall, so she was out of sight for the moment. But anyone who walked in the door she had just used would have an uninterrupted view of a nude redhead!

Not to mention, if these two guys were taking a lunch break, then Mackenzie might be stuck here for the next 30 minutes! The thought did not appeal to Mackenzie, whose nipples were already uncomfortably pressed up against the cold metal of the vending machine.

"Hey, whose is that?" one of the men said.

"Dunno." the other replied. Mackenzie heard the sound of one of them getting up and walking farther away. "Someone must've left it here."

When she heard an unzipping sound, Mackenzie realized they were talking about her gym bag.

"Whoa-ho-HO!" one of them exclaimed. "Think this is Emma's?"

"With a bra this size? No way!"

Daring to see what was happening, Mackenzie slid to her side just enough to peek out into the room. The two guys were checking out her underwear! One held her thong and the other her sports bra.

Perverts! Mackenzie thought, Just put those back and leave already!

"So whose then? Molly?" one said as he slid the thong into his pocket, much to Mackenzie's horror.

"My money's on Laura." his friend replied, sliding the bra into his backpack.

Just then, the door on the far side of the room opened, and Mackenzie ducked back into the safety of her hiding space.

"Oh, hey Emma!" one of the guys said. "Good timing. We were just wondering whose bag that was."

"Oh, there that is! I thought I left it around here somewhere." the brunette replied, "It's just some random lady's, I'm assuming. I found it by the tanning booths." The slim girl picked up the bag. "Why do you ask?"

"Oh, no reason. Just curious!" the other guy hastily replied.

"Guess I'll bring it over to the lost and found." Emma said before leaving the room.

No no no no NO! Mackenzie whined internally. She had come so close to getting her bag back, and now it was being taken back to where she had started her naked trek in the first place! She desperately wanted to call out for the woman to stop, and might have even done so if it was just the two of them. But there was no way Mackenzie could let her naked presence be known while these two men were in the room.

Distraught, Mackenzie began trying to think of a new plan. She had to get back to the lost and found and had nothing to cover herself but her hands. Maybe she could wait for the men to leave and then pry her towel free? That way at least-

"Hey, is that a towel?" one of the guys said, followed by the sound of footsteps.

Mackenzie's blood ran cold. One of them had noticed the towel hanging from the open door! The naked girl pressed herself as far back into her hiding space as she could, but it was no use. Mackenzie froze as she saw him approach the door, completely in view! His eyes were lowered, focused on the white fabric in front of him. But if he glanced even slightly to his left, he would undoubtedly see the pale skin of the nude redhead in contrast next to the dark blue vending machine.