A prisoner's dilemma of sorts

TIME START

From my vantage point hiding behind a cubicle door, I watch Mary enter the women's toilets and stop with shock.

On the counter by the sink, is another white card. And it contains the same handwriting as the others.

"What the fuck is this?" She mutters to herself, audibly stressed out.

She doesn't read it out loud this time, believing that she's alone.

Challenge: Give Barbara a painful wedgie before she gives you one. Earns 1 Karma Point.

Forfeit: A painful wedgie.

The implication is clear: Barbara has been given the same task, and they are now **** into some sort of stupid wedgie war at work.

But as Mary strips naked on her bottom half and begins to haphazardly splash cold water onto her clit, she must be thinking about how even if there really was some mystical evil spirit making her clit tingle, that's still a long way away from a mystical evil spirit that can give her a physical painful wedgie. So surely the only way she actually receives a painful wedgie is if Barabara gives her one. So all they have to do is ignore this new challenge, and nothing will come of it.

"Thank God." Mary sighs with relief. It would appear that she's found that washing her clitoris with water has indeed resolved the itching sensation.

She slips her panties back up, and then her skirt.

As much as I want to fuck with her outfit, I'm playing the slow game here. That sort of thing can wait until later.

Mary takes the card and drops it in the bin. Then she uses her fob to open the front door, and returns to her desk. Before she can even say a word to Barbara, Barbara is rushing to the toilets herself, to resolve the itching sensation in a similar manner.

Of course, when Barbara arrives in the women's washroom, that card is no longer in the bin. Instead it has been placed back on the side, next to the sink, with Barbara's name very clearly scribbled out and replaced with Mary's.