"The great Jabba the Hutt says you are to leave him now," C-3PO spoke. "He says a landspeeder will be placed at your disposal, and that you are not to...be seen here again."Mara found it was useless to try and influence Jabba with her Force-powers as she had so easily done with his majordomo. She noticed Princess Leia smiling smugly at the redheaded dancing girl. Mara glared at her with hatred and contempt, then humbly bowed and thanked the Hutt, leaving them as they entered the barge.She fumed. I dropped the dress in the dark and took her by the hand to the little baseball diamond, bent her over and started to feel her all over. I was as lewd and coarse as possible, running fingers up her cunt and asshole, pinching her tits and telling her that the whole complex would see her getting buggered and bending over looking for more. I told her that all the older kids that we passed on the way down knew we were down here (they did!) and would soon be down (maybe!) and that I’d hold her while. Oh, that long cock had grown out to the edge of the towel. The towel had shifted, I could see the edge of his butt poking through.I slid off of him, the towel slipped to the side, revealing to me his thigh.He looked up, catching sight of me, naked, and pulled the covering back over himself.He paused, unable to look away from me. At first he saw my eyes, shining out of my pale body like black diamonds, then he fixed on my great round breasts."I--I'm sorry, I--why are you naked?" For the massage,. On her legs, her knees, her bare arms, her high forehead. The girl pulled her hand away from her crotch with a start and pulled the white skirt over her groin. It came half way down her upper thighs and flared out at the hem. She looked up at Eve with a startled expression. “Who’re you? And why aren’t you wearing any clothes?” “I’m Eve. And what are you called? And what are ‘clothes’?” “Rhonda. That’s what I’m called. Rhonda. Like the Beach Boys song. And clothes? Surely you can’t be.