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Chapter 7 by anonenffan anonenffan

Which way does Mackenzie go?

Top deck for a little sunshine.

The topside of the ship would no doubt have an amazing view of the ocean. On top of that, the weather lent itself to being a bright, vibrant day. So Mackenzie decided the first thing she would do, is go explore the upper decks. After all, sight seeing was a big part of any good vacation.

Mackenzie navigated the halls , taking her time to admire the decorations of the ship. The carpet looked smooth enough to be velvet, the walls had a lot of nautical paintings, and at the end of the hallway was a life size statue of a mermaid. What surprised Mackenzie, was that the statue of the mermaid was completely topless. Whoever made this, also gave a lot of attention to detail. It wasn't like the statue was flat chested either. Her chest was almost equal to Mackenzie's. Were it not for the silver color, it could have passed for being truly lifelike.

"I guess they're not worried about any prudes," Mackenzie noted, with a giggle to herself. She smiled and continued towards the top deck of the ship, finally getting outside.

The port they were sailing from was slowly drifting away as the voyage began. Mackenzie walked over to the hand railing, stepping out into the shining sun and looked over the side of the ship. The water down below had little tiny waves that gently splashed against the sides of the hull. A good view, but Mackenzie assumed there was a better one. All the way at the front of the ship, at the bow, is where Mackenzie would find a truly picture esque view.

So, she turned and began to walk towards the front of the ship. This was going to be a good vacation for sure, and Mackenzie could tell she was going to enjoy every minute of it.

A warm breeze picked up, hugging Mackenzie's skin, but also causing the bottom of her sundress to flutter. It was stronger than expected. So much so that it caused Mackenzie's dress to blow above her waistline, revealing her bright red bikini bottoms. The material tightly hugged her curves and framed her back end well. "Ah," she said in shock, and reached down to **** the sundress back into it's place.

Mackenzie blushed a little over that brief exposure. She glanced around the deck, and nobody seemed to be paying her much attention. All was fine, it seemed like nobody saw that happen. It wasn't like it would have been a big deal if it was though. After all, it was a bikini bottom, not panties. How many other girls were dressed just like she was? She reasoned she was likely one of dozens, if not hundreds, on the ship dressed like that.

She shook off what just happened, and smiled before continuing to the front of the ship as planned.

What happens when Mackenzie gets to the front of the ship?

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