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Chapter 8 by Loomkr Loomkr

Does Mackenzie take a chance at the task?

She declines the challenge.

Taking a moment to mull over her options Mackenzie's deliberation was cut short at the sound of a car passing by the far end of the alleyway. This settled the matter.

"N-No." Mackenzie stated halfheartedly.

The drone rose to meet her eyes as if to say. "Are you sure about that?" This might of been the best chance she was given, but Mackenzie wasn't ready to let something as simple as forgetting her keys spiral into even deeper degeneracy. Mackenzie shook her head again to confirm her choice and the drone took off.

A twinge of regret crossed her mind, if for a moment as the drone buzzed away, but then reason returned as she thought it be better that someone find her naked in public, than find her both naked and with her hands where they shouldn't be.


It was taking awhile for the drone to return with her punishment, the shadows of the alleyway were slowly starting to melt under the heat of the rising mid-day sun. Despite this Mackenzie waited, dancing barefoot through the gravel trying her best to keep in the shade, which didn't help as it was getting HOT. Whoever this eager fan was he sure knew how to be a flake. Maybe it would be better if she tried her luck on her own...

"But my reputation. He had pictures of me." Mackenzie thought as she paced about conflicted.

It was around the time the shade finally all but vanished and Mackenzie realized that her choice to stay was locked in. For she heard the din of neighborhood cars pulling into driveways from both ends of the alleyway.

The neighborhood children were returning from their morning practices.

There was no way out on her own now. Whatever the drone bought her next she would undoubtedly have to do...

Mackenzie hears a familiar sound.

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