The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 14, Section 4, Molly & Steph: The Drawing Class & Medical Exam, (Day 10), Molly & Steph: Roommate Competition | Cooperation ¶ The van travels along a new route. Steph again sits on the metal floor, except with panties worn through her crotch. And Molly sits totally naked, legs also apart. More apart than during the Figure Drawing class. ¶ Molly might be most naked, but Steph complains first. “I hate it when Gamers get to look for free,” she contemplates, “or get to download my titter and vagflash shots without shelling out for them.” ¶ “You resent being conditioned so that your titter and upskirt exposures arouses you,” Molly consoles. “And that now Babs determines your pace of arousal...” ¶ A series of bumps make Molly’s mams flop around. ¶ Steph waggles her finger at Molly. “Listen, you fat hairy maduro. We might both be Cosmos Pledge at the moment, but don’t you think we’re equals! Because flashing my smoo is less exposed than showing off your slimy mutton all the time. And now that I have panties, I’m not even flashing my smoo anymore. Besides,” Steph threatens the former Stripper, “I know that you already know how to open up that meatlocker of yours, bury your finger, dig out your muscovado, and eat yourself.” ¶ Molly shrugs, unable to argue with a true statement. “Yeah. Well. Okay Steph, I’ll do whatever you want, Steph, anything to ensure your promotion.” ¶ “And your demise!” Steph snaps, as the van crosses railroad tracks and the bumps bruise both behinds. ¶ Molly curts her head. “Sure. Yes. Just let me stay naked now.” ¶ Steph collects the given authority. “I’ve seen you perform. I’ve seen your videos. I’ve watched you play with yourself. C’mon, you mollisher, chant for me!” ¶ And Molly obliges, “Please let me pullaside, pink, and finger my holes. Titty titty. Clitty clitty. Hole mouth.” ¶ Steph pokes a finger toward Molly. “You are a displaced undesirable. You’ve accidentally risen from the bowels of the Game, and await....” {Await what?} Steph knows. “Await a ‘return to sender.’ So do it. Beg to Pledge naked and go Strip next Term!” ¶ Molly clasps her hands to her head and begs her Roommate, “I’m trying, Steph! I kept begging Babs to let me give you my panties. And now you got them.” ¶ Steph blinks. She appreciates that she wears Molly’s panties. She casts her eyes around the inside of the van. No Watering Can. ¶ Molly insists, “Steph, I don’t need panties to go back to the Nugget; I can go back naked. Please keep them. It doesn’t matter to me whether you keep them or give them back to me.” ¶ “It should matter to you that it matters to me,” Steph asserts. “I need them to Opt Monitor next Term.” ¶ Molly nods her head and continues to beg. “Steph, I know all the Hand Signs, and if you want to sign me to pink, cream, and diddle my mooe I will obey you. For anybody anywhere anytime.” ¶ Steph finds Molly’s over-assertions annoying but comforting. “Maybe Boss Bitch doesn’t know all the Hand Signs you do. You’re a lot more down and dirty than she is. You’re practiced in all the Stripper lore. You probably know the Sign to pull your mooe apart.” ¶ Molly veers, “Maybe revealing intimate secrets hidden deep in my minge will really intimidate the newbies. I mean, I’ll make pink, wet, and ready anytime.” ¶ Steph snaps her eyes to the side. She doesn’t speak, but she wonders to herself, {Might Molly have ink or steel inside? She was a Stripper after all. Her and Kimju both.} ¶ Molly persists, “Listen, Steph, I’ve danced on the Strip. I’ve been there, done that, and I presume I will get to go back next Term. One piece or naked. I’ll do whatever it takes to get there.” ¶ Steph closes her eyes. ¶ Molly considers, then continues to plead to her Roommate, “I know you want a promotion and a return to Monitor status. Whether you deserve it or not.” ¶ Molly’s conditional rankles Steph, but Steph doesn’t let it show. “You will enable me,” Steph explains, “to Monitor again, where my vibrancy and glamour shall be even more valued. You will do whatever I need you to do. And that may extend beyond just giving me panties.” ¶ “I’ll do anything not against the Rules, Steph. Just please keep the panties.” Molly fears, “I don’t need germs.”