He couldn’t even wank in privacy. He had become so sexually frustrated he had become used to having a set of anal beads or a small cylinder in his a...s so that he wouldn’t have to take off his pants to do anything and risk getting caught by Brent. Although it had led to some awkward situations where Mark wasn’t able to control his behavior very well, and he had to take a bathroom break between classes to lubricate it after it had dried, it had helped him keep his lewd emotions to himself. Back. So I just stood my ground stoically, immune to the bumps and curses I received regularly until a couple of cops, complete with dog confronted me."Mister, what are you doing here?" Oh, I just arrived by plane." You gotta move on now. You can't stand here all day. The exits are over there. Move." Well, officer, I am supposed to be met by some people. Where would be the most likely place for that?" Any place but here. Now move."Welcome to the USA. Their man-eater dog started growling too, birds of. When the show was over it was still quite early and the double-dating foursome walked through the shopping mall passing expensive shop after expensive shop. In Vegas it is not unusual to see stunningly beautiful young women on the arms of older successful men so their foursome barely registered with the people walking past. The two girls explored a couple of shops without buying anything. Reaching Celine the two females could not resist the temptation of the incredible shoes in the window. I had on silk imperial undergarments at that point. And yet despite the physical torture I endured on the Death Star, I never once felt that my sexual integrity as a woman was under threat. I never experienced the same sexual humiliation. The Empire’s evil has a cold rationality that is the opposite of the lusty fleshy evil of the Hutts. I entered Jabba’s palace disguised as a male Boush Bounty hunter. When I was forcibly stripped by Jabba’s guards. I was not wearing anything provocative.