Willow's house

Chapter originally by Phantom Pen and anonenffan on writing . com

While it's not the key you probably wanted, this one is guaranteed not to break! Even better, it -is- a key to a house!

Mackenzie gulped, dreading the idea that she was being made to go to another house. It was one thing to creep around yards and alleyways, but to let herself into somebody else's home, naked as the day she was born? That was something else altogether. How was she supposed to explain herself to the house's owner if she was caught? Hoping she wouldn't have to deal with that risk, Mackenzie read on.

The house in question isn't... too far from your own. It's admittedly a bit of a walk, but nothing you can't handle after everything you've done today. The address of the house in question is on the back of this note. Have fun!

Turning the sheet over, Mackenzie's eyes glanced over the address in question. The address was familiar, though it took a second for the redhead to realize why. Of all the houses to get a key to, Mackenzie had been given access to Willow's house, just a few blocks away!

"...Willow?" Mackenzie said out loud, clutching the key. She wasn't quite sure how she felt about this. Willow was one of her best friends, who she was sure would be willing to help if she was in trouble.

However, Willow had something of an... appreciation for the female body. That thought alone caused memories of a certain night in college to come flooding back to Mackenzie. The two women had a silent agreement not to talk about that night. Ever. So how could Mackenzie face her friend like this?!

Then a different idea hit her: what if Willow was the one behind all this? Willow didn't seem like she'd have had the patience to learn how to fly an RC helicopter as expertly as the one used that day. But it would explain how Mackenzie's voyeur had come into possession of her missing bra, since Willow had been in her house before.

Mackenzie clutched the key. Regardless of what was happening, she was going to have to make the run to Willow's house. Unfortunately, that meant leaving her small collection of clothing in her backyard. With no way to get at it, she felt a bit cheated. All of that work putting up with the voyeur for nothing!

The redhead took a deep breath, and started walking down the alley in the direction of Willow's house. Her heart was pounding in her ears. And since she had taken care of her aroused feelings in the neighboring backyard, Mackenzie no longer had the courage to do bold things as easily. One arm was tightly pressed against her breasts, while the other was between her legs, covering her landing strip.

Hoping to maybe find something to help at least partially cover herself, Mackenzie quickly looked around the alley. She was hoping to find a way to make her coming trek a little more bearable, but there wasn't much to work with in the alley.