Panic

Mackenzie turned around to face the man speaking to her. She saw a tall Caucasian man looking at her with a smile on his face.

"You sure can sleep. When I found you, you looked like you were going to pass out while still stuck inside my wall." The man said.

"Ummm," Mackenzie said trying to catch up.

Upon seeing him Mackenzie didn't know what to do. She had no idea who he was but she knew one thing he was incredibly good-looking. He had a handsome face with jet black hair and a stubble beard. He was also a fairly muscular man with strong biceps, pecs, and a faint sixpack. And the reason Mackenzie knew this was because this guy was wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts!

MacKenzie's brain tried to process this sudden flood of information surrounded her near naked host. She was still trying to figure out how she got here and now this guy had revealed himself. Normally she wouldn't mind seeing a good looking guy half naked, but under these circumstances see wasn't sure what to think. She started to remember how she had gotte stuck in that wall for several hours and when she was delirious from exhaustion someone had approached her. Was it him? Had he saved her? But wait, if that were true why was she still naked? He hadn't given her clothes? Why? A million questions entered MacKenzie's mind including a very dark one. Does this guy want to...

Mackenzie quickly stood up. Using the silk blanket to cover herself.

"Um alright," the man said walking towards Mackenzie, "now that you're awake would you mine..."

"Stay back!" Mackenzie yelled slowly backing up, "I-I'm not that kind of girl"

"Kind of girl?," the man said, "Ha based on how I found you I think you are."

"No. No way no how," Mackenzie said as she turned around to run.

"Wait hold on," the man said chasing after her. This lead to a comedic scene of the man chasing Mackenzie around the multipurpose room. The redhead constantly trying to keep something between her and her pursuer like the kitchen island or dinner table.

"Eeeeeeee," Mackenzie squilled.

"Lady, would you please calm down," the man replied.

"Like hell I will. I've been in these embarrassing situation enough times to know. Guys like you are always doing this stuff to me. Just because I'm naked doesn't mean you can do whatever you want!"

"Do whatever I- Wait! Hold on. I think there might be a misunderstanding."

Just then the man chasing Mackenzie accidentally stepped on her blanket and yanking the fabric off her body. Mackenzie stopped and looked back at the man, her naked back and bare butt fully visible to him.

"GAAAAH!" Mackenzie screamed. She was sure at this point her assailant was about to grope or **** her. With this the redheaded bombshell sprinted to the sliding door and ran into the backyard.

"Wait, you've got it all wrong," the man yelled finally understanding what this women thought he was doing. He chased after Mackenzie, but she was adamant about stopping him. Mackenzie tried to slam the sliding glass door shut to stop him, but he was too fast. He leaped through the door at the last second. So last second, in fact that the bottom of his boxers got caught in the door. Unable to stop his forward momentum, the man was ripped out of his shorts. And worse, the momentum kept coming causing this poor man to slam right into the red head right in front of him. The two naked suburbanites crashed onto the ground in the middle of the large lawn.