Gives up just barely too late

Mackenzie was down to the last couple obnoxious little knotted threads, but had trouble getting the towel fully untangled from the latch. She grunted and made the final decision to give up on the towel and go for the ol' suitcase streak.

Just as she whipped the towel off of herself and took her first couple naked slippery steps toward her luggage, she ran out of time. The ship lurched at precisely that moment, causing Mackenzie to stumble, fall, and catch herself on one of the sinks. Her suitcase wheeled away from her the last couple feet and then slammed right into and through the bathroom door.

The naked redhead nearly screamed when she saw her suitcase collide with the wall all the way on the other side of the hallway, right next to the men's bathroom door!

Mackenzie turned and looked back at her towel. It was still attached to the latch of the stupid toilet stall across the room from her. Then, she looked at her unattended suitcase as the bathroom door slowly closed her off from her clothes. Then finally she looked at her naked self in the mirror and realized she wasn't even covering anything.

Mackenzie slapped her hands into their unfortunate natural habitats: one hand cupping her crotch and one arm cradling her ample chest. Her red bush and copious cleavage stuck out the sides of each respectively.

As she agonized over what to do next, Mackenzie knew she didn't have much time to decide.