After a few explanations, yes.

Before coming to a logical decision, Eleanor has Matt and Megan explain a few things to her. She had never heard of medical forms or allergic reactions before. It terrified her to know that the people in this place still got sick and were susceptible to diseases. Until she got her Holostyle Watch working, that meant she was as **** as they were.

Of all the sicknesses and diseases that could affect her body, an allergic reaction seemed to be minor enough and after a brief description from Megan, it sounded close enough to what happened when she had put on Matt’s covering. The one thing she didn’t understand was what a nudist was.

“So, this nudist thing. What is it?” Eleanor asks.

“People like you… going pussy and titties out,” Megan says.

“Megan!” Matt admonishes.

Eleanor is once again puzzled. Apparently, there is much more than technology separating the two dimensions. When she first got assigned to this dimension, she expected most of the Luaril terminology to be acceptable here as well. She never once considered the fact that this place would have terminology and customs that she would never have heard of.

“What are pussy and titties?” Eleanor asks.

“Seriously?” Matt asks.

“Yeah, really, I’m kind of finding this hard to believe. How can a woman not know what her pussy is?” Megan asks.

Eleanor notices that Megan’s eyes dart from her face down to her bald sex before looking back up to her eyes. Realization dawns on her that pussy is some sort of nickname for her sex.

“You mean my sex?” Eleanor asks. “That would make my breasts my titties?”

“Correct. Why do you call your pussy your sex? That sounds weird,” Megan says.

“They are named sex because they are the genital differences between male and female. They are meant to be private and never touched. Same with our breasts,” Eleanor explains.

“You are kidding me! You never touch your… your… sex?” Megan asks.

“No. Why would I need to touch my sex?” Eleanor asks.

“Most of us touch our sex for pleasure…” Megan says. “I’m afraid to ask how you have sex.”

“Sex? Are we talking about the same thing?” Eleanor asks.

“Oh, God. Matt… I can’t… I can’t deal…” Megan says, exasperated.

“Eleanor, sex is an act in which two naked people mate in order to have children and start a family. It is also quite pleasurable so people do it for fun while taking steps to make sure they do not get pregnant,” Matt explains.

“Oh. Women who choose to get pregnant go to a laboratory where they can customize what their child will look like and then have it inserted into them. We never see the male,” Eleanor explains.

“Wow. What a buzz kill. It’s pretty much taking all the fun out of… well… everything!” Megan says.

“I hate to say it but I agree with her. From the way it sounds, you have been taught to take modesty to the umpteenth level. It is common for people to cover up their nudity but from the way it sounds, your people are almost phobic about your nudity. I can understand why you sounded so terrified earlier. You aren’t just naked in a strange place, being seen naked is against your customs and your way of life,” Matt says. “Tell me something… is there anything else other than nudity that could have made your Holostyle Watch vibrate like that?”

“Only the atmosphere of Luaril,” Eleanor says.

“Okay then. I’m afraid that you have to make that choice. Either go to a nudist resort or stay with us. Either way, you will be seen naked until you have been humiliated enough to charge your Holostyle Watch,” Matt says.

“I was afraid of that. It is against our beliefs to be seen naked by anyone other than an official. So, that is a sound idea. As for what to do next, I have no desire to be seen naked and I certainly have no desire to see another person naked. Talk about humiliating. I would like to stay with you, if you don’t mind,” Eleanor decides.

“This is going to be fun. Wait until you learn how to masturbate. You are going to be doing it all the time,” Megan says.

“What?” Eleanor says.

“We’ll have plenty of time to explain later. For now, I think it is time we get home. If we are lucky, we won’t run into anyone on the way. We need to keep you under wraps, so to speak, until we can get you that doctor’s note,” Matt explains.

“Well, I don’t have any better ideas. I’ll follow you,” Eleanor says.