The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 11, Section 1-C, Kimju & Molly: Tiffany Prepares for Babs’ Inspection (Day 7) , Tiffany Makes Up Kimju & Molly: Domination & Advice & Gossip ¶ Molly exchanges a questioning look with Kimju via the mirror, and then Kimju looks at herself in the mirror: handbra and tanga, legs crossed, kaboose sticking to stool. She flinches at what she sees. {This is Cleopatra’s Wannabe Stripper? Molly and I both look more like Cleopatra’s Concubines, with lipstick way to wide and too bright. The rouge on our cheeks puts price tags on our bodies, like Tiffany puts onto her own face.} ¶ Tiffany smiles, reaches, and gives one of Kimju’s knobs a twist. “Silly you. The fact that you want to Opt Up will only make Gamers want to reduce you all the more. So don’t think you’re special. You’ll strip, you’ll dance, you’ll pull wide. Gamers want to assure you that your advancement is in name of Caste only. You’re gonna climax for the Cam whether you want to or not. I can’t help that and if it makes it any easier for you I’ll cream and climax with you. The bottom line is you quest two Garments. But it doesn’t need to be Robyn’s maillot: how about you take my shirt?” ¶ Kimju nods. “Yes. Please, even if it is see-through and the Gamers can still see my knocks move around. I’ll help you reduce; you help me acquire.” ¶ Molly nods too. “Tiffany, I don’t need wet panties to get back to the Strip. Please help me get naked. I’ve done it all before. Nude beach, the nudist colony, a strip-down and dildos at a biker rally; I’ve even exhibited my insides outside at Nudes-a-Poppin’, totally public, anybody could shoot, white meringue and all. Gamers posted me full Prefecture, and Automatron permissioned Creative Commons, so anybody could use me.” ¶ Kimju reviews the past Term. {Molly’s last round as a Stripper was her first time on Stage. Center or side Stage, little dais or a lapdance, Molly always remained completely lackadaisical about nudity. I might have pinked because I had to, but Molly is totally indifferent to spreading her merrymaker and getting white meringue to flow. Her powerful musk could permeate the entire Club.} ¶ {My bet is that Gamers let Molly return to the Strip, sooner rather than later; she is hardly management material.} ¶ Tiffany watches Kimju calculate and adapts her own strategy. “Don’t worry, Kimju,” says Tiffrany, “Molly’s gonna give her panties to her Roommate Steph. Aren’t ya, Molly?” ¶ And Molly meekly answers, “Yes, I already promised them to her.” ¶ Kimju looks down. {Supplicants can slip away from you in an instant.} Maybe Steph has already put talons into Molly’s soul; nonetheless Kimju actually retains affection for her fellow ex-Stripper… and the feelings remains mutual. {Friends for now.} ¶ Molly remembers something Steph told her last night. “Robyn says she’s a newbie Pledge, but Steph says she Redacted. What does Babs say? Like, she was here, right?” ¶ Tiffany tosses her hair back. “Right. Babs finds Robyn’s forgetfulness unnatural. And Steph was the Monitor here last Term, and she also attests to Robyn’s presence. Something happened between Robyn and Steph. Somehow Steph Opted Down to Pledge, and Robyn got Redacted and Pledges again. That’s about all I know.” ¶ Tiffany holds a brush with thick, colored fluid and signals them both to stand up. “Nipples. Stand spread surrender.” ¶ Kimju’s heart sinks as she watches in the mirror as one topless tanga over-the-top ex-Stripper surrenders knocks and knobs to the Bathroom Cam. Kimju bits her tongue as the Cam feeds her topless posture out to the Prefecture. ¶ Kimju wilts. {Must Tiffany color my nipples my first morning out?} Tiffany must. She outlines the edge of Kimju’s compact beige areola before she paints color, gilding the nipple at the conclusion. {Orange knobs and an orange Spandex thong. That’s me today for the Cosmos House. More Kimju for the Prefecture.} ¶ Molly doesn’t mind at all. Molly’s broad areolas receive a narrow black outline with rose-gold mammilla. The brush and makeup arouses them, and moonscapes bubble up. ¶ Kimju understands that she aspires to a Fate opposite the outcome desired by Tiffany and Molly. Opposite Castes. But that does not rule out the possibility of conflicts, of being pitted against each other. {And I know Tiffany. If I must I can certainly match her blow-by-blow in the pink and masturbation departments, but what happens if toys and dicks come into play? Kimju wrinkles her brow in thought for a moment. Well, maybe a toy like the Double Dong is easy to decide, especially if Babs wants the newbies to watch Tiffany or Molly or I vibe ourselves into climax. But if Monitor Babs decides to put dicks into play, that’s a harder dilemma, because Tiffany loves dicks, and dicks are forbidden to Pledge. All Pledge. Just like Strippers are forbidden to let lapdance Patrons fondle them. Kimju grimaces. Sometimes Rules matter, and sometimes breaking them is} necessary.