The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 3, Babs Anticipates Tiffany, Robyn & Steph: Roommates, Day 1, Section 3, Babs: Areolage and Blush in the Private Bathroom Mirror. ¶ Boss Babe turns around in the chair, looks behind her, and decides to explore the remainder of the small Bedroom. She stands, turns around, and faces a wall that contains two vertical lockers, one with a door and one without, and a closed door to their left. ¶ BB opens the locker with the door and looks inside. One shelf, a hook, and otherwise empty. The other locker also contains a shelf with soap, bubble bath, and shampoo, also a hook, but no door. ¶ Babs opens the closed door to the left and looks into a small private bathroom. She leans in, sees her visage in a mirror above the sink, and again sinks her eyes to her areolage. She looks back into her face and watches herself blush. ¶ Babs balances her weight better and steps in front of the mirror. “Mirrors are one thing when you just have to look at yourself,” the Bikini Babe in the mirror says to her. ¶ BB answers back, “But mirrors are different when one must confront oneself overexposed.” ¶ BB watches herself in the mirror and witnesses her flush fade. Once again she lifts her hands under her underwire bra cups, hoists, and packs babambas. She reconsiders the mirror. Still areolage. BB shakes her head silently while she considers her situation. {I’m okay with cleavage, bellage, and stretching my legs, but areolage? I guess maybe it is one of the least bad things I could do. I realize it’s only a sliver of areolage, but it means I’m in play. I’m playing the Game now. I’m in the gradient somewhere.} ¶ The visage in the mirror talks to her, “Babs, you’re a Monitor this Term!” ¶ And BB looks at her face in the mirror and commands herself, “Go do it, Boss Babe!”