It's evenly matched; both girls have 3 pieces left each.

(chapter originally by Phantom Pen at writing.com)

It was apparent that both Mackenzie and Rosalyn had underestimated each other. Their scores at the end of each level were only a few hundred points apart, fluctuating only a little with each level, resulting in an equal number of wins between the both of them. Mackenzie and Rosalyn were similarly dressed now, each having shed their footwear and bottoms.

It was apparent that Mackenzie was a little more comfortable about her situation, since it was just her bikini bottoms on display, unlike Rosalyn and her underwear. What neither girl was comfortable with, however, was the crowd slowly growing around them. Things had been benign enough when they simply shed their footwear, but once Mackenzie's shorts and Rosalyn's jeans hit the floor, people began to take notice.

"You know, there's no shame in backing out now. I wouldn't think any less of you." Rosalyn taunted. "Honestly, I respect you; you're a better player than I'd thought."

"Back out now and let you think you won? Not a chance." Mackenzie shot back. "You're just embarrassed that people can see your panties, and you're scared of what'll happen when they see more than that."

"At least my panties cover more than those bottoms..." Rosalyn muttered in retaliation. "If you really wanna keep going and lose, be my guest..."

The two girls readied themselves once more, each prepared to try harder than ever to outplay their opponent.