(chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)
A quaint little room, full of televisions and cameras. The placard on the door said "A/V"... what in the world could that mean, Elizabeth wondered. Neither camera nor television started with either of those letters, at least none that Elizabeth knew of. Just another mystery of the human world. She could ponder that later, in any case. Elizabeth was on an important mission- freeing her legs to the open air! Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts, Elizabeth swiftly pulled everything, shorts, tights, and panties, down her shapely legs.
This was... certainly an interesting feeling. Elizabeth rarely went without her tights, and the feeling of the room's cool air against her freshly bared skin was practically electric! Little wonder Arisato went without tights if this is how it feels. Seeing as she was alone in this room, Elizabeth saw nothing wrong with standing there as she currently was, nothing on save her sleeveless shirt.
"Such freedom! I could never do something like this in the Velvet Room!" Elizabeth said to herself. "I should have made a trip like this long ago!"
As Elizabeth stood there, bottomless and happy, the eccentric girl-
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