A little of both...

Eleanor’s eyes flutter open as a circular object connected to a tube is placed over her heart. A woman wearing a long white covering is sitting next to her, the other end of the tube broken off into two different pieces that are now in her ears.

“I am glad you are awake. Please take a deep breath for me,” the woman says.

“What is this? Who are you?” Eleanor asks, inching away from the woman.

“Eleanor, calm down. This is Megan’s mother. I can hear your voice is filled with terror. We’ve explained to her all of the events of this evening. You can trust her. I would trust this woman with my life,” Matt says.

“Now about that deep breath?” Megan’s mother asks.

“First, tell me what this is…” Eleanor says, pointing to the strange device.

“This is a stethoscope. It allows me to hear your heartbeat,” Megan’s mother explains.

Eleanor nods her head in compliance and breathes deeply. The doctor makes note of her heartbeat and removes the stethoscope. Putting her stethoscope in a black bag, she turns her attention back to Eleanor.

“My name is Valorie. Now, Eleanor, Megan and Matt have spun quite a tale. I am fairly open minded but even I have a hard time believing that you come from another dimension. I’m not saying that you are lying. I am not crass enough for that. However, whether or not you are or are not from another dimension, you cannot go around telling everyone that you are. You will most likely earn yourself a trip to the closest mental hospital. I trust before I leave, we can all put our heads together and provide you with a decent cover story,” Megan’s mother explains.

“Okay? What is a decent cover story?” Eleanor asks.

“It means a lie,” Matt and Megan answer together.

“What happened to me?” Eleanor asks.

“Megan tells me that was your first orgasm. Your first orgasm can be quite a powerful feeling but I have never heard of one that has caused someone to lose consciousness for the amount of time you have. Being a person of science, my hypothesis would be that if your story is true, your body has been dealing with the shock of not being surrounded by the energy that you claim your dimension has. The orgasm may have been powerful enough to cause your body to shut down for a brief period of time to recuperate,” Valorie guesses.

“So, I’m okay now, right? What if I have another of those orgasms? It was energy that I have never felt before,” Eleanor says.

“Don’t worry. You’ll be having more and I’m sure they aren’t going to render you **** every time,” Megan chimes in.

“Correct. Now, Eleanor, Megan tells me something very interesting. She says that you cannot stand to wear clothing. It has some sort of effect on your body. A burning sensation. It’s very interesting. IF and I put as much emphasis on the word if as I can, IF you can prove it and it is legitimate, you may be a candidate for the Permanude Program that the government is in the early stages of developing. They are considering using it as a punishment in some cases as well as a free choice for others who wish,” Valorie explains.

“I don’t want to be permanently naked,” Eleanor points out. “Once my Holostyle Watch is charged, I’ll be able to cover my body sufficiently.”

“Afraid not. If you can’t wear clothes, your only choices are being arrested for public indecency or I will push your name to be a candidate for the Permanude Program. Make no mistake, if you are accepted, you will be punished, quite severely, if you are caught wearing any clothing or covering your body by any other means,” Valorie explains. “Before that, however, I’d like to run a few tests. I would like you to try wearing various different items of clothing.”

Eleanor nodded her head. She was still trying to process her choices here. If being arrested meant the same thing here that it did in Luaril, she did not like the idea in the least bit. In Lauril, being arrested meant that you were to become a servant to an official for the length of your sentence which depended on your rule infraction. Depending on who your master turned out to be, you could be treated fairly or not so much.

The other option was more humiliating. To spend every second of her time here completely naked. The only bright side of this whole humiliating ordeal was that her Holostyle Watch would be charged up and she would be able to cover herself. Now even that was in danger of being taken away.

Thanks to Megan lending her more covering, Eleanor tests different types of clothing. She tries on t-shirts, skirts, pants, bras and panties but they all have the same reaction as the clothing that she had tried on in the library. Finally, Valorie tells her that she has tried enough and that she can stop.

“Well, I think I have enough conclusive evidence to submit your name. I have a friend that can make you legal as far as papers, birth certificates, the like,” Valorie says.

“Do you think Giovanni will help?” Megan asks.

“I’m sure he will. For a price. So, Eleanor, the choice is yours. Think carefully. Once I enter you into the system and submit your name for the program, assuming you are accepted, you will be obligated to go naked from here on out. I hope your story about being from another dimension is true because that will probably be your only hope of going anything but bare from here on out. Shall I proceed?” Valorie asks.