The visit.

It has been two days since Max's phone call with Mary Isaacs. Two days of mild anxiety at what she's agreed to, two days of considering her options.

"Yeah thanks mom, sorry I couldn't make it over, it's been kinda crazy for me. Anyway love you, see you soon" Max smiled, putting the phone back down as she lay on the couch. It's been a hard couple of days coming up with different excuses as to why she can't make it to other gatherings. Looking down at herself, she ran a hand along her thigh. She also hasn't dressed in those two days, not since that phone call. It had been playing on her mind enough that she figured she'd get used to it, just in case she didn't back out.

Looking at the clock she bit her lip. It was only 1pm, the day was dragging on, she hadn't had lunch but she wasn't hungry. Picking her phone back up she checked the address Mary sent her again. 30 minutes away. 30 minutes seemed like nothing right now. Taking a long sigh, she got up and paced around the apartment, there wasn't much room to walk very far, so she was doubling back on herself often.

"Fuck it" Making her way into her bedroom, she went to her mirror. Giving her hair a brush she gave herself a quick inspection, touching herself up with makeup, applying a tasteful amount of perfume. She was getting ready to head out. All she needed was to get dressed. Looking at her wardrobe she couldn't think of what to wear, especially if she was just going to take it all off. Looking back at her reflection, she knew what she wanted to do.

Slipping on a pair of flats, she grabbed a purse and slipped her phone and keys inside. Shouldering it felt strange and and alien, the leather strap crossing over her back and breast was something she was utterly unfamiliar with, but there was certainly a thrill to it. The only immediate concern was that she lived in an apartment building, she had a card to get in and out but it was a public-ish place.

Heading to the door she peered through the peephole, she admittedly would not see much, but it was better than nothing. Confident, Max unlocked the door, then slowly opened.

The corridor immediately outside her apartment was empty. The good thing was the building was a little upscale, so while the apartments were modest, it wasn't a bad area. This meant they could afford nice wooden floors for the corridors, which unfortunately meant her shoes were a little loud on them.

Closing and locking the door behind her, Max took a breath. She was naked in public. Never in a million years had she thought she'd do something like this, but here she was. Outside her apartment, nude besides her shoes and purse.

Biting her lip, she looked left and right. To her right was a staircase, it was close enough, maybe 6 metres away. On her left was the lift, there was also a staircase there too, they were around 15 metres away.

The staircase was closer but slower, more chance of bumping into someone. But she'd hear them coming at least.

The lift was further but would be faster, but she'd have little control if someone wanted to enter. Both lead directly down to the parking garage, so there's no issue in terms of destination. And while she wasn't concerned about being caught nude, it was more about being caught by a neighbour...