Her friend Willow was accompanying her

But Mackenzie didn't have to drive very far, since the first stop was picking up her friend for the journey. Willow was an old college roommate of Mackenzie's and they'd recently been rekindling their old friendship. Mackenzie was pleasantly surprised when Willow had ecstatically agreed to accompany her on a trip across the country.

To Willow, the idea of being able to spend several weeks alone with Mackenzie was absolutely perfect. Back in their college days, the bisexual girl had developed quite a crush on Mackenzie. For a brief drunken night, Willow had hoped it would turn into something more than just a crush, but it wasn't to be. And while that crush had passed after graduation, their recent closeness had rekindled that old flame, to some extent. So an opportunity like this sounded too good to be true to Willow and she happily agreed. She'd even gone so far as to quit her job when they hadn't allowed her enough time off for the trip. It was quite safe to say that Willow had high expectations for the journey, ones Mackenzie didn't even know about.

Mackenzie pulled up to Willow's driveway and honked the horn, but Willow had already stepped outside before she even finished.

"Hey Mack!" she said, looking enthusiastic as Mackenzie had ever seen her. "Ready to roll?"

"Sure thing!" Mackenzie said as Willow put her own bags in the trunk.

The dirty-blonde haired girl sidled around to the passenger-side door, dressed in similar attire to Mackenzie: a sky blue t-shirt and some short jean shorts that flattered her curves. She hopped in and quickly brought out her phone. "Selfie first!" she said eagerly before leaning in against Mackenzie. The two girls smiled as Willow snapped the pic. "I'm gonna take sooo many pictures this trip. I want to remember it forever!" she said, brimming with energy.

With a hotel already reserved for the night about 200 miles away, the girls set off for the amazing adventure that awaited them. Though perhaps not quite like what either intended.

The two gals had barely gotten twenty miles out of town, windows down and tunes blasting, when Willow suddenly sat up and began fidgeting.

"What's up, Will?" Mackenzie asked, noticing the movement out of the corner of her eye.

After a few more seconds, Willow drew her arms into her t-shirt for a moment before popping them back out, holding a white bra. "We're on the road! It's time to feel free!" she giggled as she tossed her bra into the backseat. Mackenzie rolled her eyes at her friend. "You too, Mack!"

"I'm fine." Mackenzie said, used to her more carefree friend's attitude.

"Come on!" Willow bugged, "Let the girls loose! It's just the two of us and they deserve to feel some of this free air!"

Mackenzie sighed, but decided her friend had at least part of a point. She rummaged under her own t-shirt (taking a bit longer while she kept a hand on the steering wheel) but eventually held her own skin tone bra in her hand. With a smile, Mackenzie chucked it into the backseat, much to Willow's excitement. Neither of the women noticed Mackenzie's discarded bra bounce off a headrest and fly out the open window, never to be seen by them again.

The two girls soon hit a major highway and their journey began in earnest. They had several hours of road ahead of them before they stopped for the day.