An argument and an arrangement

Annie looked to Steve, studiously. "Would you enjoy getting a better look at Elena and Franzi?"

Elena looked to Annie anxiously and moaned, but Franzi piped up. "No, Annie! Please, I beg you, please don't start ---"

Annie looked down at Franzi. "SHUSH!" she said. "I'm losing my patience with you, Franzi! I don't want you talking back to me, or asking me not to do things, any more. That goes for you too, Elena," she said turning to her. "Don't think I didn't hear you groan. For girls who want to be such good housemates, you're terribly insubordinate. I don't to hear *any* complaints from either of you, any more. Is that clear??"

Both Elena and Franzi quickly answered in hushed tones. "Yes, Annie."

Annie turned to Steve with an incredulous look and an eyeroll. "I mean, honestly! Steve, if you weren't so sure that Franzi needs to be pampered at the moment, this would definitely warrant some sort of punishment. Are you quite certain that she still needs to be treated tenderly?"

Steve looked to Franzi. Her face was tense and pale. "I'm afraid so, Annie. You might not know what she's talking about, but I'm pretty sure I know what's behind this. I won't tell you what to do or not do, but maybe you should keep an eye on her emotional state for a bit."

Franzi spoke quietly. "Annie, I'm not hungry. Can I please go to my room?"

Annie sighed. "Yes, Franzi. I can see you're not feeling well. Go ahead and get some rest. I hope you feel better soon."

Franzi got up from her cushion on the floor, carefully avoided looking at Steve, and put her dishes in the sink.

"Franzi," Elena said, "please wash your dishes ---"

"No, it's okay," said Annie. "She's not feeling well, and we should respect that. Go on, Franzi."

Franzi left the kitchen as quickly as she could without making a scene.

Annie looked to Steve and to Elena with a rueful smile, and sighed. "No, I think Steve is right. Franzi really hasn't been her usual self this morning, even if we can't tell why. Perhaps she'll come around after a little bit of a rest."

Annie, Elena, and Steve ate their breakfast quietly for a moment, until Annie piped up. "Oh, I forgot for a moment with all the excitement. Franzi's gone to rest, but would you like to get a better view of Elena wearing what she's wearing?"

Elena blushed, but said nothing.

Steve asked Annie: "What do you mean?"

"Well, if Elena's happy to come down dressed --- let's say, casually --- maybe I can ask her to pose a little to better show off her outfit. I mean, she's not wearing anything on her bottoms but her panties, but she way she's been standing and sitting, she's doing her best to keep them from being visible. Don't you want to show off your outfit, Elena?"

Elena spoke quietly. "If you say so, Annie."

Annie nodded. "Well, I insist. Why don't you pose to show off what you're wearing? I think that whenever there are other people around, you should pose or otherwise make sure to show off what you're wearing."

Elena blushed. "Yes Annie."

Annie looked to Elena. "Now Elena, you've been a little subordinate as well, so I think that perhaps you should stand up from the breakfast table. It will provide you with your first opportunity to show off your outfit. You can keep eating breakfast of course, but you can do it while standing.

Elena blushed again, and stood. "Yes Annie."