Julia Earth Reading Naked Cosmos Arrivals 1-04

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Description: The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 1, Babs: Bikini Babe, now Monitor of the Cosmos House, Day 1, Section 4. Babs: Bikini Babe Front Porch Telephoto Purview. Babs exits the Front Door onto the Front Porch with regality. Motion detectors trigger that a Cosmos has come outside, and Automatron, that vast trove of data and artificial intelligence, goes to work, figures it out, and dispatches an alert far and wide: “Bikini Babe out.” Bikini Babe considers herself. She wraps one arm around one of the upright Porch columns and stretches upward so that her armpit forms a deep cup. She raises her other arm, opens her fingers out, and deepens her other armpit. She drops a hip. She looks outward and scans to see who might be watching her. Babs surveys the quiet street of similar houses, all cloistered in lush greenery. The campus lies in one direction, the Village in the other. Fresh air, sunshine, vibrant colors, and sounds abound, yet BB sees no watchers. She gathers her arms around herself, and as she steps away from the column she hears the Front Door Cam detach itself from its perch, hover and move toward her, and canvas her body. Bikini Babe rolls her shoulders back and hoists her chest. She takes a step back and squares off to the Cam. She gives it a stare, holds her position, closes her deep black eyes in disgust, counts two beats, and devastates her voyeurs. Gamers who know how to remotely operate the Cams collude with Automatron and direct the eye’s movement and focus. BB can only watch as the hovering eye canvasses her Black Bikini in close-up. Gamers who zoom into her navel see the cratered remains of a center-knot made on her birthday, her initial separation from Mom, and her ascent into this phase of life. BB’s bare belly button is a Cosmos requirement. “I know,” Bikini Babe states to the Cam as it continues to examine her smooth belly, skin, and navel crater. “All Cosmos must keep their navels bare all of the time. Navelage 24x7.” Babs feels relieved that the Cam hovers around her button and does not dwell on her crescents of areolate. The thought of what the Cam avoids makes her blush again. She raises her fingers to the sides of her bra and tugs upward. Bikini Babe can do that; she knows how to pack herself in. But there is no solution. She crosses her hands across her chest, blocking all views; BB can do this too. She smiles wryly and casts her eyes out across the front yard, the sidewalk, and into the upper story windows of a house across the street. BB imagines the presence of paparazzi who lurk there, senses gyro-stabilized telephotos streaming down her every pore and eyelash. My “crescents areolae” collecting a suntan! Bikini Babe addresses her admirers across the front yard, knowing they view her from out of earshot. “Read my lips. I know you’re watching me, and I know you’re gonna watch me all the time.” Bikini Babe smiles, unfolds her arms from across her cleavage, and leans forward ever so slightly in order to shake her uplifted boobs. “But be careful when you spy upon me,” she enunciates carefully. “Because after I put on more clothes, I’m liable to get back at you!” Feeling better, Bikini Babe beams a smile. She turns and looks at the hovering Cam. “All of you!” Bikini Babe straightens and recalls that there was more to MomCap’s orders. She shakes her shoulders again, pointlessly hikes her bra, fiddles with her bikini bottoms to make sure she’s level and marches down the stairs. She pauses at the bottom, turns and looks back at the Cam, and twinkles it with her eyes. She pivots to her left and around the house toward the Backyard. Babs imagines telephotos pulling focus and following her as she paces the old and slightly askew concrete walkway along the side of the House. No doubt they feast upon the skin of my back and shoulders, the stretchy fabric of my molded bikini bottoms, and the sway of my hips. But at least one unseen shadow is not imaginary. This tall and full-figured Gamer, a Monitor from a different House, wears a Bikini that makes BB look conservative. She already knows Babs’ height (5’ 11”), weight (140 pounds), and measurements (a natural 37D-24-36 silhouette). This watcher doesn’t miss Babs’ crescents areolae and smiles to herself. BB feels unseen Gamers’ eyes follow her past the side of the Porch, past the wooden cellar door, but lose sight of her as she swings left and disappears into the Backyard behind the Cosmos House.

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Julia Earth

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