some relief

Hayley noticed a large envelope under her windshield wiper. She got out of her car and got it. Inside was a rubber glove and an envelope full of poison ivy leaves with a note: Take this back to your dorm room.

A message popped up on her phone: You may go to a **** store to get ointment for you poison ivy, but only if you stay naked.

The itching was driving Hayley crazy, and she drove to a **** store, ran in, ignored the cashier telling her to leave, found some ointment specifically made for poison ivy then realized she had no money as she had left her purse in the car. She ran to the counter and put the ointment on it. "Look, I'm covered in poison ivy, see!" she showed the shocked cashier the red rash on her chest and ass. "I left my purse in the car."

Hayley ran outside and grabbed her purse from the car and went back and paid for the ointment. Back in he car, she rubbed the ointment on her rashes.

She drove back to campus and ran to her dorm room with her purse and the envelope. Her roommate Cindy was not there. The ointment was helping, but it was not 100% effective. There was still itching. She received another message:

You have three options: Streak nude up and down fraternity row, rub poison ivy on the seat of all of Cindy's panties, or rub poison ivy on all the toilet seats in your dorm. Text back your answer.