The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 11, Section 1-A, Kimju & Molly: Tiffany Prepares for Babs' Inspection (Day 7) ,Tiffany Makes Up Kimju & Molly: Intelligence Gathering

It is not until the next morning, the morning of Day Seven, that Kimju and Molly get an opportunity to renew their relationship with Tiffany.

Tiffany spends the night in the Bedroom, beneath Babs.

Kimju and Molly spend the night in their bunks, grit and all. Kimju lays above Robyn; Steph reclines above Molly. Steph again lays naked with the expectation that Babs will provide her with a new minidress in the morning. The Watering Can on the Bunkroom floor nearby remains filled with Molly water. Two empty bunks at the far end await two Newbies, but they will not be arriving today, nor tomorrow, nor the day after.

Neither of the former Strippers has any idea of the landscape of the Cosmos House. They are not of its pedigree, and their inhabitation and isolation at the Nugget last Term assured that they were not privy to Cosmos House Games.

Except for Janet's Alumni Reprise at the Nugget last Term. Kimju and Molly do remember that Janet, who danced with Tiffany, had descended from the Cosmos House. Kimju recollects, {Janet danced naked, pulled her ringed flaps wide, and rubbed juice on the pole. Solo, before she danced with Tiffany. So where is Janet? And why is Tiffany here, Double Opted Up?}

{This means that probably Babs and Steph, but apparently not Robyn, know Janet because they were here the last Term. Former Cosmos somehow Caste reshuffled.}

Kimju and Molly never spoke to Janet that fateful night, Kimju recalls. But we both know Janet did indeed watch us perform; she watched us both not just dance naked and pink on Stage... but also lap dance.

{And yes, we both saw Janet pour shots for Tiffany, masturbate the pole, and finally climax with Tiffany on the Double Dong. We even talked about it afterward with Tiffany back then. But our understanding was never complete, not only because we never had an opportunity to meet Janet, but also because our conversation with Tiffany threatened to venture into behaviors that even Molly and I found scary. Tiffany's abject Whore professionalism. Her joy of sex. Time for another conversation.}

This morning Kimju and Molly tiptoe into the Bathroom ahead of any Tiffany turning on any Urine-Cam. Not that being naked on Cam would be new to either of them; after all, the glass toilets of the Nugget were always cammed. Molly might not care, but Kimju seeks the opportunities that her new Pledge Caste might confer upon her that her last Caste did not. {Maybe Molly wants to Opt Strip next Term, but I don't. Maybe Molly will beg a Urine-Cam. I won't.}

Perhaps. Kimju reconsiders the ex-Strippers' prospects inside the Cosmos House. {The presence of ex-Whore Tiffany suggests a much higher level of risk. This I know. Molly and I have both watched Tiffany twist. And now she's a fellow Cosmos Pledge? Yikes.}

Tiffany enters the Bathroom just as Kimju washes off soap from the shower and before Molly steps out of the spray. Tiffany has just completed Monitor Babs in the Bedroom and carries the Makeup Case in her naked hand.

"Hello both of you. You get to share some of my Cam time. I'm here to make you up. Babs wants you to look your best. Cleopatra's Wannabe Strippers, both of you."

Stark naked Tiffany dominates the live Cam, of course, but it does manage to catch both Kimju and Molly as they scramble into one thong and one pair of wet panties. The Cam gets around to inventorying both topless, collects Kimju's bare butt and butched hairage outlining her thong, and collects Molly's hairage and moons in wet see-through.

Naked Tiffany teases the two topless ones getting Cam time. "Don't make me jealous."

Kimju smiles and glances at the Cam out of the corner of her eye. {Molly and I are both used to living with Cams. Living with them while perpetually naked. Like all last Term. Kimju crosses her arms in front of herself: handbra. But that's not me anymore, Kimju confirms, no matter how much Molly doesn't care. I need to cover up and acquire another Garment.}

"Don't forget I am a Porn Star," Tiffany reminds them as she looks at herself in the makeup mirror and applies stunning purple lipstick and eyeliner. The top half of the redhead's body has a slight suntan; the lower half, where her low-rise slacks would otherwise cling to her, remains a paler white. The tan line bisects her thatch and posterior rugage; it hangs just below the crests of her ilium, where her curves go negative.

There is no reason for Kimju not to tumble a question out. "Hey, Tiffany, I never expected to see you here. Are you really a Cosmos House Pledge?"

Tiffany concentrates on painting purple stains into her pink Eraser Heads. "I am," she confirms. "Gamers pledge me to make me grow horns. I am now two Terms away from Whoring again. I should be Stripping right now."

Tiffany's reply sounds honest enough.

Kimju sympathizes, "I see how you need to make Whore Caste to rekindle your Porn Star career. Maybe Gamers want to build up some steam in you."

Molly volunteers, "You can make me up like a Stripper, Tiffany. I want to go back."

Tiffany controls her itch. She sits the two former Nuggets on two stools facing the Bathroom makeup table, with its mirror with light bulbs around. They sits with their arms at their sides, legs akimbo. Kimju feels the stool on her buttocks' flesh; she crosses her legs.

Tiffany demands, "Now hold still. Babs grants your wish. She wants all Cosmos to be made up like Cleopatra's Wannabe Strippers." Tiffany turns to Kimju. "That's harder for you than for Molly, right?"

Kimju counter-queries, "What about Babs?"

"Ah!" Tiffany preens. "I make up Monitor Babs. She's Cleopatra."

This is not the spin Kimju seeks to access.

Molly blurts, "Tiffany, how come you arrived with two pieces, but Kim and I only got one?"

Tiffany smiles playfully. "Don't complain, or I'll thicken your look toward Whore."

"Please, Tiffany, make me look like I belong in the Nugget," Molly begs. "I'll be Cleopatra's Stripper anytime. I just don't want to Whore. No disrespect."

"Trust me," Tiffany asserts to Molly, "I am a Porn Star. I've done everything explicitly.

All holes, all sexes. So take a compliment from a pro. Because I saw your lap dance at the Nugget the last Term, and nobody can grind a lap better than you can. And I've seen your photoshoots, magazine layouts, Pink Pages, and, well, those really explicit masturbation videos where you let go completely. You're a natural."

All true. But Kimju rises to defend her friend and former Roommate. "Wait a minute Tiffany, Molly might not mind pinking naked center Stage in the Nugget, but we've seen your videos on Screen there. You've made videos with cocks in all of your holes at the same time. It's not the same."

"Right!" Tiffany beams. "I am a Porn Star. And it is BB who demands I declare myself a {wannabe} Whore. I'm clearly begging to 'Pledge naked and cum be a Stripper next Term.' Have been since Day One." Tiffany gathers air and spills words out to Molly. "You are a Rubenesque goddess, and Gamers love you. You and I both desire to Opt Down next turn. I need to get rid of at least one piece, and you don't want any more."

Molly agrees, "I guess so, Tiffany. But what I really want is to get rid of these wet panties. I could get infected."