She takes a seat.

Mackenzie tiptoed over to one of the leather chairs in the loddy. She sat down, pressing her curvaceous ass and gorgeous back against to cold leather, which sent a chill down her spine. Mackenzie held her breasts in her hands as she crossed her legs, giving herself the barest of the bare minimum of cover. She took a deep breath inward and held it.

"Well," She finally said, releasing the air, "it's not like there's anywhere else to go. And 30 minutes isn't that long heck it likely won't even be that long."

So Mackenzie started waiting. She waited and waited and kept on waiting. Bored, she eventually abandoned her hand bra to pick up a magazine and started reading it to entertain herself. As she read she finally found herself calming down. The stess of her current situation slowly evaporated and was replaced by the feeling of being a comfortable girl enjoying her evening as well as the slight rush of excitement she had felt when she ran out of her room to get ice. Mackenzie was so relaxed in fact she almost missed the person walking up behind her.