Twisted Logic, Nude vs Naked

“That is not what the Church teaches,” Bertrille earnestly said with Frances’s voice. “God Himself blessed clothing. He made our first ones.” Then she backtracked some, remembering, “Well, our second. Adam and Eve made the first clothes. The ones out of fig leaves. But He made the ones of skin!”

“Do you wear skin clothes? Would you like to wear leather? Or a fur coat? In the Caribbean heat?” The hand of the taller, nude and brown woman insisted the elbow of the smaller, naked and pale woman continue going forward. “The skin God blessed was this skin!” And she ran her free hand along hers, from her boobs to her belly.

At Bertrille’s other elbow, the equally nude Dick laughed. “The clothes people and the Church wear are like fig leaves, the kind God doesn't approve of!”

“That logic is twisted.”

“Somebody’s logic is twisted,” Carlotta said, as they approached the door marked [Infirmary].

Bertrille tried a different angle. “Ah, ha! God wears clothes! The Bible says so!”

Dick remained amused. “So God’s ashamed of His body?” He opened the door.

Carlotta was more serious. “Adam and Eve ate from the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil and knew they were naked. They became more like God, and God punished them. God was happier when they were nude.”

Before Bertrille could respond, they were in the Infirmary.