The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 20, Section 6, Robyn Cams Steph & Beka: Upskirt & Vagflash (Day 16), Babs & Tiffany: Assay Steph & Beka’s Upskirt Displays Later, upstairs in BB’s Bedroom, Babs and Tiffany discuss the two skirted beauties entertaining the vaginally curious. Babs reclines on her bunk; Tiffany sits on BB’s desk chair (by acquiescence of course) but positioned so she wraps her legs around the back of her chair and points her tail trough, arched above her low-rise slacks, in BB’s direction. Tiffany has taken her shirt off and studies Babs by looking over her shoulder. ...

The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 20, Section 6, Robyn Cams Steph & Beka: Upskirt & Vagflash (Day 16), Babs & Tiffany: Assay Steph & Beka’s Upskirt Displays Later, upstairs in BB’s Bedroom, Babs and Tiffany discuss the two skirted beauties entertaining the vaginally curious. Babs reclines on her bunk; Tiffany sits on BB’s desk chair (by acquiescence of course) but positioned so she wraps her legs around the back of her chair and points her tail trough, arched above her low-rise slacks, in BB’s direction. Tiffany has taken her shirt off and studies Babs by looking over her shoulder. Babs speaks first. “I’m in no hurry to see Steph acquire panties again. Every time I see her and Beka together all I can think of is that Steph’s snatch needs to be as bare as Beka’s beaver.” Tiffany leans forward and stretches her expanse of bare back. “Well, there is a razor in the Makeup Case. Plenty of soap around.” “I know,” BB humors, “you’re already begging to shave your thicket so it doesn’t show off overtop your slacks.” “I’ll shave my entire thatch,” Tiffany offers. “I’ll shave my head bald too. I know you don’t make deals, but really, I’ll do anything legal for all of my fans.” “You’ll do it for me,” BB asserts. “Ma’am, absolutely, Ma’am,” Tiffany firms. “I’ll mix soap and pee together, use my mouth as a dispenser, and shave myself bare, bald, and naked.” BB rolls her eyes and shakes off this suggestion. She refocuses the agenda toward Steph and suggests a callous deprecation. “The further away I am from Steph, the better off I am. Maybe she should Flip-Flop with her Roommate Molly instead of a Winner-Takes-All? Let them both keep only one Garment and both Opt Down.” Tiffany buttresses the thought. “Molly will still achieve her main goal. BB nods. “I do like the idea of Steph topless!” Tiffany hedges, “Ma’am, please remember {I} want to Strip too. I’ll suck your babambas. I’ll eat your bajingo. I’ll lick your butt hole. I’ll let you pee in my mouth. I’ll” “Stop it!” BB commands. “You’ll do nothing of the sort.” Boss Babe shifts position, folds a leg differently. “Not everyone wants to dance and Strip, you know.” “I know,” Tiffany says. “It’s okay, I know your type; you want to work in the ticket booth.” BB wags a friendly finger and steers the conversation. “Actually, once {The Runup} begins, I figure Beka and Elle for the first Flip-Flop. This would provide Elle a chance to air her notch out.” “And show her noogies off from a new direction.” Tiffany locks into the new rhythm. “Armholes instead of a halter leanover.” Tiffany pauses and poses a question, “So do you also intend to let Elle share the upskirt experience with Steph?” BB runs her hands through her long black hair. “Ah, what a sweet thought. But maybe later. Beka torments Steph naturally; she doesn’t need to be trained to transude brodeas.” Tiffany applauds, “Steph clearly finds herself in a Game she does not want to play. Tittering and vagflashing with an eager bare beaver. Newbie Beka Broda!” Tiffany leans forward and rubs her Eraser Heads against the back of the chair. She continues, “Steph controlled her crotch last Term because she was the Monitor; this Term you control it.” BB shifts again. “Beka provides a happy surprise. She drips when she gets excited and already wants to open up.” “She’s sweet,” Tiffany affirms. “Let her drip for awhile and see what kind of turmoil Kundalini builds up inside her.” “Beka’s lack of inhibition scares her Roommate and old friend,” BB observes, referring to Elle. “I let Janet get the upper hand on me when she made them admire the Baseboard Strippers at the Corvette House.” “Beka scares Steph too,” Tiffany opines. “Maybe you should put Steph and Beka on their hands and knees let them stare at the Baseboard Strippers downstairs.” Babs curls a lip. “Robyn would love to them to stare at pink puddy and creamy cunt... for hours and hours and hours.” Tiffany sweetens, “Maybe Beka can induce Steph to squeeze some splurt outta her skuddy. Although ultimately these are your machinations, especially when you let Robyn make them upskirt together.” “You give me too much credit,” Babs demurs. “But isn’t Robyn your agent?” Tiffany asks cautiously. BB tightens up. “Robyn does things on her own.” Tiffany grins. “You’re making Steph Soros ti tute match Beka’s eagerness. Like sitting with her legs apart with her starter button poking out.” BB must relent. “And so resenting it!” she humors. They both rest a moment. Tiffany slides her fingers through the hairage that rides above the low-cut waistline of her skin-tight slacks. Tiffany sparks a question. “You gonna let ‘em lift their skirts and rub their bare asses together? Make ‘em ride Double Dong together?” “Shame on you,” Boss Babe teases. “You know there is no Double Dong here at the Cosmos House.” Tiffany turns serious. “Be careful with Steph,” she warns the Boss Babe. “You have to handle her carefully. She might not be as dishonest as Robyn, but she is more clever. She resents authority; she’s vengeful; she doesn’t take responsibility for her actions; and she intimidates. That said, she’s extremely shamed every time you screen her images or vids, because they remind her she got broken.” “Yeah. And I make her stay exposed.” Babs ponders, “I’m not sure I treat her right.” “Wait a minute.” Tiffany slides a finger down into her slacks and organizes her tinderbox. “Steph invited this Term upon herself; don’t forget that. So let her have it.” “Whereas newbie Beka just wants exposure,” Babs settles. BB announces a decision she’s made. “I need to do things at my own pace. I don’t want to rush. I’ve decided to go slow. I guess we’ll all have to learn perseverance.” And Tiffany leaves a spot in her cameltoe.