The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 8, Babs Dresses Steph: Robyn Cams Her Titter & Upskirt, also Tiffany , Day 1, Section 5, Babs & Tiffany: Remember Steph & Janet • Soap Mouth ¶ ¶ Babs reclines on her bunk in the Bedroom that evening while a naked Tiffany sits on the chair behind BB’s Desktop. Tiffany has spread her legs and casually cleans out crust from her tinderbox. Babs pretends to ignore Tiffany grooming herself. ¶ “Your newest arrival seems reluctant to expose herself,” Tiffany probes, offering, “She only got one piece. With proper training, Steph Sorostitute could make a great Stripper. It’s good you remain firm with her. I guess you really don’t have any choice.” ¶ BB appreciates the sympathy and shares history, saying, “As a Monitor last Term Steph tightly controlled her own exposures. Wickedly so, I might add. She controlled the length of her hemline, and she pressed her thighs together or crossed her legs when she sat.” ¶ Tiffany shrugs. “Monitors do what they want; they are in charge. You ought to know that.” ¶ “Yes, but listen. Steph also wore panties last Term,” BB argues. “She even picked them out. Expensive lingerie.” ¶ “So? I guess last Term she could tease, hold back, and make Gamers drip for her. Compel them to speculate if she sported a full bush, was trimmed, or maybe shaven.” Tiffany laughs. “And now she’s sanpan! Like I said, she’s a natural born Stripper. And so hostile, too!” ¶ ¶ BB breaks a smile. “She anticipates that each minidress I assign will have a different cutout hole. She hates that.” ¶ “Isn’t she right?” Tiffany appraises. “Today she had to wiggle up the hemline to ensure she showed her outie in a tight buttonhole. It seems like whatever minidress you select for her will be either short or very short, but always short enough that when Steph sits, any mystery about her shrubbery resolves.” ¶ Babs nods her head. “Blonde.” ¶ Tiffany rubs her chest. “Everyone wants to know when you intend to sign her pink and wet?” ¶ ¶ Babs cho.kes ¶ Tiffany advances, “Hey! Momentum matters in the Game, and the momentum of last Term plays into this one! And Steph isn’t moving in the direction she wants. How about you let {me} teach her to Strip?” ¶ “Steph can’t recall that she ever did anything evil to me when she was my Monitor,” Babs reports. ¶ “Yeah,” Tiffany retorts, “except she probably badly shamed and humiliated you.” ¶ BB acknowledges Tiffany with a look. ¶ “Do you know Janet’s take on her?” Tiffany queries. ¶ “I do.” Babs firms her mouth. “Janet thinks she’s a deceitful opportunist. Janet wants me to keep her legs spread.” ¶ Tiffany scratches her bare midriff. The prickly scratches above her tan line have mostly faded away. She offers another gambit. “Steph fears that behind your calm, low-key manner you could be planning payback, which is what she would be doing. But luckily for Steph, you resist vengeance. I can tell that about you. But she doesn’t know that.” ¶ Babs pivots into a sitting position and swings her legs over the side of the bunk. She lets air out of her lungs. “My fundamental issue is Steph’s rebellious attitude, her assumed privilege, and her challenging of authority,” BB explains. “I’ve observed her sitting with her thighs pressed together and pretended I didn’t see. I can’t let that kind of behavior continue. I have to promote home rule.” ¶ “Maybe Janet wants to trade for her,” Tiffany suggests. “I can talk to her about it.” ¶ BB smiles. “Thank you very much, Tiffany Transparent. Janet has already inquired! And she and I are quite capable of conversation.” ¶ Tiffany gets one word in edgewise, “Ma’am—” ¶ Babs continues, “I’m sure that if and when Janet wishes to talk to you she will offer something of value. She knows you’re here, after all.” ¶ Tiffany accepts, but antes, “Did Janet tell you that we shot Pee-Cam clips together when we were Stripper Roommates, two Terms ago? She had the Pee-Cam, and I acquired it from her. I took it with me to Flesh Ranch last Term. And this Term I bring it with me here to the Cosmos! Ta da!” ¶ ¶ ¶ Babs tries not to glower. “I hear Janet visited the Nugget last Term…and you dancing together?” Babs spins. “One of those times when you were a visiting Feature Dancer and not sucking dicks at Flesh Ranch.” ¶ “Ah,” Tiffany remembers more clearly now, “Janet’s Alumni Reprise. She wrapped her jaboos around the pole and masturbated up a slick spot. How come she never told you? You were her Roommate, after all.” ¶ ¶ “You seem to have neglected to tell me about this Alumni Reprise,” BB states. ¶ Tiffany stiffens. “Ma’am, I though you wished to be shielded from Janet’s indiscretions, Ma’am. I mean, it’s her story to tell, not mine. She outranks me.” ¶ Boss Babe takes charge. “Excuse me, Pledge. You deceived me by pretending you didn’t recognize Janet in the Dining Room Picture.” ¶ “Ma’am, yes, and you punished me. The prickly bush scratches hurt me. You know that, Ma’am.” Tiffan