A lavish beach resort.

(chapter originally by Phantom Pen at writing.com)

Mackenzie didn't live terribly far from the beach to begin with, but there was no denying a difference in quality between the public beach close to home and the wonderfully maintained and beautified beaches of this resort. There was also the fact that she was far from home, meaning new atmosphere and people in addition to the sparkling blue water and dazzling white sands.

Resort staff took care of keeping her room tidy, wonderful food was prepared and available almost everywhere, and everything was designed to cater to the visitors the resort pulled in. Mackenzie was almost overwhelmed by everything, and had trouble deciding what to do for the day. She knew that she wanted to try out her new swimsuit, of course, but she wasn't sure where to go.

There was the beach, of course. The curvaceous redhead could practically hear the water calling her name, and she certainly enjoyed a good swim. Or perhaps she should find a quiet spot and soak up some sun, work on her tan...

There was also the boardwalk and pier, if the beach itself didn't catch Mackenzie's interest today. There would be plenty of shops and attractions to entertain herself with there...