The RC Helicopter Returns.

Once again the buzzing of the helicopter had returned. Mackenzie looked up and saw it fly closer to her. This time the landing gear was holding a bra. It had kept it's hover above Mackenzie's reach, much to her dismay.

The red head had already thought against trusting notes. With all the risk she took only to fall for a prank, there wasn't much reason to trust it. The helicopter was flying towards Mackenzie's house, which she assumed meant it was going to leave the bra there.

However, her luck had briefly changed.

A breeze rolled by, disrupting the helicopter's flight. It lost control and crashed in the ally, upside down. While it looked mostly undamaged, it wouldn't be able to take off sitting that way. Thanks to this, Mackenzie had her first access to clothing since locking her door.

With her hands covering herself as best she could, she scampered towards the toy and snatched the bra from it. Something was finally going right! She noticed a note on the landing gear, but before playing into their games any further, she had something to put on.

As Mackenzie put the bra on, she felt happy to have some kind of fabric press against her skin. She was also satisfied to find that the bra had fit her very well.

A bit too well actually.

Upon closer inspection of the bra, she found it was exactly her size, preferred material, brand and color. Mackenzie remembered it not being easy for her to find one just perfect for her. She also remembered losing one but wasn't quite sure how. This bra, looked exactly like the missing one.

And what did this mean? Whoever the master RC helicopter pilot was, knew her.

This realization made her blush deeply and close her eyes. She put her hands tightly over her treasure, knowing her problem just got a little worse. Someone she knew, was plotting all these pranks. Someone she knew, knew she got some pleasure out of being naked in her back yard.

But who had access to her clothes? She could only think of three that may have ever been near her laundry.

First was Marianne, who she couldn't imagine her best friend doing something like this to her.

There was Willow, who was her roommate in college. Mackenzie always thought Willow may have wanted to be more than friends.

Lastly there was Rachel, and Mackenzie wasn't quite sure how she felt about her at the moment. The red head couldn't say she'd be above a prank.

At the same time, she wasn't sure any of them would have had the patience to fly a helicopter that well. She looked towards the helicopter, which still had a note in it's landing gear.

Was she going to try another order? Not likely, but maybe she could try looking at the handwriting a little closer...