ROCK!

“Rock!” you called out as your fist came down on your palm for the third time. Cindy had rock as well. Larry had extended two fingers from his fist and called scissors. Anne had scissors as well.

DRAW! You tried again.

One… Two… Three…

“Scissors!” you called out as you extended two fingers. Both Anne and Larry had fists and called out rock. Cindy had pressed palm against palm. She called out paper. Once again it was a draw.

One… Two… Three…

You extended all four fingers and twisted your wrist so that your right palm rested against your left palm. “Paper.” Larry and then Anne echoed your call. All three of you turned to Cindy. There was big smile on her face and two fingers extended from her right hand.

“Scissor, I win!” She cooed. Larry looked at her nervously. He had good reason. “Your five minutes start now Big Boy!”

“That’s not fair!” Larry protested, “The least you could do is let me get dressed first.” Larry quickly stepped into his jeans. It took a bit longer to zip them up without catching his semi-engorged member in a most painful way. A minute had passed by the time Larry hurried out of the room. He was still muttering under his breath.

Larry’s complaints didn’t bother you the slightest bit. It was unlikely that having only a four minute head start instead of a five minute head start would have had the slightest effect on whether or not anyone found him. Besides, you doubted that Cindy would watch the time that closely.

Sure enough, it was almost eight minutes before she shrugged off Anne’s attempts to get her bra back and got to her feet. You suspected that it may have been even longer if her flask hadn’t run dry. You watched her stagger to door. She was followed closely by Anne. They disappeared in opposite directions the moment they got into the hall. You sighed. It wouldn’t do any good to give the others too much of a head start. You grabbed the edge of the desk when your head spun. You wondered what had been in that flask. It had been obvious that Cindy had been drunk when she left. You were quite buzzed. Worse, it had made you horny. You felt an undeniable dampness in your panties. You shook your head and tried to focus on the task at hand.

You reached the corridor without incident. It was decision time. You figured there were maybe a dozen places where Larry would go to hide. You eliminated several of them as places Cindy would look or as being out of bounds. It would have been a lot easier if you could have figured out which of them he had told Anne about. You looked left and right but didn’t see anything.