The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 2, Babs & Janet: Tiffany Calendar & Dining Room Pictures, Day 1, Section 4, Babs Tells Janet: The Story of the Dice Game.
Janet scratches up and down on Bikini Babe’s Picture, again where BB’s hair displays above her waistline. “So what happened to you?”
BB startles. “Oh. I got to play Dice, just after we were separated, at the very end of last Term. One di'e determined how much of the waistline I had to fold under, and the other determined how long I had to keep it that way.”
Ah, very sweet,” Janet appraises, mu...
The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 2, Babs & Janet: Tiffany Calendar & Dining Room Pictures, Day 1, Section 4, Babs Tells Janet: The Story of the Dice Game.
Janet scratches up and down on Bikini Babe’s Picture, again where BB’s hair displays above her waistline. “So what happened to you?”
BB startles. “Oh. I got to play Dice, just after we were separated, at the very end of last Term. One di'e determined how much of the waistline I had to fold under, and the other determined how long I had to keep it that way.”
Ah, very sweet,” Janet appraises, mulling, “I see you rolled yourself some good dots before you got your picture taken.”
“I have no idea where the Dice are anymore. And don’t ask me what happened when I rolled doubles.”
Janet appraises, “I had an idea something happened. Over at the Corvette House there’s a picture of you from behind, cracking your butt.”
“Me?” Boss Babe exclaims. A Picture showing posterior rugage? How? Why?
Janet graces, “Same as here; four Dining Room Pictures, except only our backsides.” Janet ponders Bikini Babe’s hairage on the wall. “I’m not sure if it’s the same folding as the front here, but you got your Dimples of Venus and Rhombus of Michaelis showing, and then both sides of your bumpkin draw together and dive down into your butt crack.”
“I know, I rolled Dice for a while before Midnight,” Babs admits, “and Gamers took a lot of pictures. So I made a lot of belly down.”
Janet praises, “Bikini Babe, it seems like Gamers got you: hairage and rugage, coming and going.”
Bikini Babe—the live one—blushes. “I don’t approve of what I did to get to this place. I need to way to stop my Pledge from seeing me on the wall.”
Janet takes a step backward and points a toe at the two horizontal Pictures hanging just above the baseboard. “Two naked losers dispatched to the Nugget!” she gloats, bumping her shoulder into BB’s.
“Robyn promised all of our clips from the Mudwrestling Contest last Term would be erased, redacted,” Babs worries.
Janet again wangles a toe toward the two lowest Pictures. “We squished these ‘Baseboard Strippers,’ so I don’t worry whether clips got left behind or not.” Janet scratches herself, “I’ve never had anything redacted. Don’t forget I stripped two Terms ago! Except you never tried to see any of my clips when you were a newbie last Term, did you?”
Babs casts her eyes down. “I’m sorry. You kept reminding me.” BB raises her eyes. “Don’t worry, I will find an opportunity for my Pledge to beg to see them... and I will watch along.”
