The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 1, Babs: Bikini Babe, now Monitor of the Cosmos House, Day 1, Section 6, Babs: Rings Bell & Enters the Back Door. ¶ BB and Janet had won a commitment to become Bikini Babes and Opt Up and become Monitors this Term, however. ¶ {No matter how small the Bikini.} Bikini Babe runs her fingers over her crescents of exposed areolas. She touches the widely-spaced shoulder straps of the underwire bra and feels the tightness of the low-rise bikini bottoms. Babs’ {culotte} nombril might have wide sides, but its waistline rides her belly low and horizontal below her navel. It barely conceals a very full bush from the prying eyes of Gamers. And from behind? BB knows it just barely contains her perfectly-fleshed buttocks, including the bottom crease of her butt cheeks. ¶ {I had thought I would be choosing my own Bikini,} BB grits. {Wrong about that one!} Babs looks toward her new home as she approaches the Back Door Landing. {However over-exposed I am, however much Gamers ogle me—and I do remain a Person of Interest—I have Opted Up, and I am the Cosmos House Monitor this Term!} ¶ “I need to be in control of myself,” BB asserts, “and if that requires being in control of others, so be it.” ¶ {Or being looked at.} ¶ Babs scratches herself along her lower spine, near where her dimples beg for touch. BB reassures herself that she has adopted a pragmatic view. {So what if my a little too much of my babambas bounce out of my Bikini? Promotion requires compromise.} ¶ Wait and see,” BB declares out loud. “The first Pledge who arrives wearing a shirt shall beg me to trade for it!” ¶ BB pads her way back to a pole that suspends a large brass Bell near the Back Door Landing. The Landing is a simple wood affair, two steps up from the ground, not quite centered in the back of the House. A nondescript Watering Can rests nearby. Across the Landing lies the unassuming Back Door. ¶ Babs pauses next to the Bell and considers the clapper and long pull cord hanging down almost to the ground. She frowns as the Cam canvases her cleavage, the expanse of bare belly, and her smooth legs. BB gives the clapper a good pull. And sounds the Bell! ¶ The clear sound of the Bell resonates past the boundary of the Backyard. Bikini Babe rings the Bell whenever she comes or goes because she made a commitment to ring the Bell before she was promoted to a Monitor this Term; Bell ringing is not BB’s only commitment but it remains one of them. So too is her belly button exposure. Navelage 24x7. ¶ Babs steps onto the Landing, turns and looks outward with her waist against the railing, and talks to the Cam now intruding in front of her. “Listen, Gamers. I have momentum, and I’m headed in the right direction.” BB considers how to form her words as she considers the Term ahead, “I fought hard to Opt Up and become the Cosmos House Monitor this Term. You know I can’t stop you from calling me ‘Bikini Babe,’ but I’m Bikini Babe no more. I’m still Babs, I’m still BB, but I am the Boss Babe now!” ¶ ¶ And she brisks into the Cosmos House through the Back Door.