Julia Earth Reading Naked The Cosmos Arrivals 19-07 PXPC1197-001

Description: The cosmos, the arrivals, book 1, chapter 18, section 7, robyn works kimju & molly: hand signs & climax, (day 12), babs requires elle: locate her old measurement nudes babs, concerned about janet usurping her power with the newbies, and elle, concerned about the unfolding developments at the cosmos house, find themselves sitting down at the kitchen table together. elle, still wearing her halter and jeans shorts and squeezing her thighs together, volunteers a complaint. “janet threatened to flip-flop beka and me; she said she was going to make me expose my nookie and nadir way.” boss babe tightens a wry smile. elle asks, “can janet tells us what to do?” babs smiles, “well, at least you’re diplomatic enough to not complain that your noogies and nest have become public domain.” elle blushes. unlike beka, who threatens to display her bare box and landing strip upon sitting, elle’s hairage leaks out the sides of her shorts. and she must lean forward to flash noogies down the halter. elle hastens, “and robyn. can she really sign beka and i to pullaside and spread our legs apart?” “and then sign you to butterfly your notch, make your nectar flow, push your nitro button, and climax?” boss babe states the rest of the question. elle stirs uneasily. “ma’am, that’s pretty extreme, ma’am. maybe for kimju and molly it’s okay, but they were strippers. robyn’s even shown us some of their clips from the nugget last term. but beka and i, we’re newbies. we… i never did anything like that before.” bb listens, waves in the air to make the kitchen screen come alive, and shows elle a picture of herself at a nightclub during her previous self. it depicts elle wearing a dress with both her noogies swinging free. bb raises her eyes up. “ah, ma’am, yes, that’s er, ah, me, ma’am.” elle confesses. “yes, but that was all... a fashion statement. and besides, you know, breasts aren’t exactly the same thing as vaginas, and besides” bb completes, “you’re already flashing your tits here at the cosmos house.” elle seeks the safe harbor provided. “okay.” babs pops another image up on the screen. this one captures elle getting out of a car at a nightclub, also from before. it’s rude, embarrassing, humiliating, and unnecessary. unnecessary? “that’s you, nizzy. yes?” bb inquires. it is. one of elle’s feet reaches for the pavement, and the other pushes against the car doorframe. “no panties on that nookie. no hem in that notch.” “ah, yes, ma’am. yes,” elle stammers. “i didn’t do that on purpose.” “but you’re not exactly a virgin flasher?” bb lifts an eyebrow. elle casts her eyes down. bb advances a statement. “maybe janet is right and you do need to swap clothes with your roommate. flip-flop!” elle attempts a feeble defense. “ma’am, robyn already showed beka and me the clips of our arrival. everyone could see our noogies. and we’re supposed to beg you to screen whatever janet shot of us at the corvette house.” “beka transuded broda onto the floor and you licked it up,” boss babe summarizes. “beka broda and elle lollydor. yes?” “ma’am, please, ma’am.” elle doesn’t know what she begs. “yes indeed!” babs is cavalier. “you should beg me to serve up all your old pictures. videos too.” elle blanches as she ponders the magnitude of this suggestion. does this mean they will be on the cosmos house screens? the other houses at school? the entire prefecture? of course it does! “ah, ma’am...” elle considers how to respond. “please post pictures of me flashing my nips and my nookie.” elle pauses, then qualifies, “that you have already collected.” elle feels unsure, so augments, “plus the clips robyn shot of us in the backyard… me and beka both.” “and whatever else you might bring me!” bb progresses. “besides what you brought from janet.” elle quietly considers. whatever else? what might babs mean? like there might be nudes a former boyfriend took. there could be…. boss babe elaborates, “i hear you sent over shots of yourself holding a tape measure. three pictures, one for each of your measurements.” elle deflects but does not deny. “ah, ma’am, that would have happened before this term began. ma’am.” babs heartily agrees, “obviously. they arrived before i became the cosmos monitor. they would have arrived with your application. yes?” “ah...” elle wonders out loud. she remembers the self-shots but had assumed they had been discarded. perhaps now is not the time to test that hypothesis. “describe them to us, pledge,” boss babe commands into elle’s silence. “truth becomes you.” elle takes a deep breath. “i took three head-to-toe images in a mirror, totally nude. in one i hold a measuring tape around my bust; in another i hold it around my waist; and a third around my hips. my measurement nudes, and yes, they were part of my application, ma’am.” “so what did you tape in at?” babs inquires. elle halts, understands. “oh. 34-24-34. that’s me. i’m a 34b, except this halter is looser than that.” “you don’t have your measurement nudes anymore?” bb asks a trick question. “no, ma’am,” elle responds quicker now, expanding, “i don’t have anything now except for my two garments.” touché. bb smiles, appreciates, but very much remains in charge. “very well. you shall locate them, procure copies, and bring them to me so i may examine them.” this is a dubious order. elle repeats carefully, “i must locate my measurements nudes just so you can see me naked?” boss babe swoons. “you make me sound selfish. why don’t we say you must locate them so you may post them so that the entire prefecture may view your measurements?” elle doesn’t know about automatron yet. she protests, “what if whoever has them doesn’t want to give them to me?” bb ducks her chin lower and looks at elle with eyeballs rotated higher in their sockets. elle, not sure of babs’ intentions, protests obliquely, “i’m not sure i signed up for this….” “not sure, pledge?” boss babe speaks quickly. “you checked the box that said you’d show your whole body and not hold anything back! and what are you begging of me?” elle casts her eyes down. “ma’am, please let me pledge naked and become a stripper next term.” babs points toward the dining room. “you’re dressed enough. go find them. study the baseboard strippers, penny and coco. pledge last term; strippers this term. they are role models for you to aspire to.” elle gets ahead of the game. “yes, ma’am. please let me hunt for my measurement nudes.” elle pauses. “and anything else i can find.” whatever that means. “so you can show me off, ma’am.” elle does know what that means. and i suspect babs will. well not quite. babs nods and issues final words. “so you can show yourself off, pledge.” elle knows what that means. and i suspect i will.