I looked at the bed and sure enough, right where my butt had been was a wet spot about the size of a small towel."Oh shit!" I exclaimed. "Did I pee? G...d, I'm sorry!" No pee, just cum," she grinned, removing the sheets."That much?" I asked."Yeah, you ejaculated," she smiled."I didn't know I could do that," I said."Happens almost every time you get your spot pumped," she replied. I looked at her dumbly and she said, "G-spot? The magic button?" Shit! I didn't know I had one," I replied.Nollie. It was at that moment when a delicate stream of glittering light moved from the bracelet. It swept through the air, encasing first Christine and then Erik in its insubstantial cocoon. The soft radiance remained and pulsed in time with the rise and fall of each breath brought to the two dreamers held in its embrace.Christine sat upon a large carpet. The intricate design as familiar to her as the sight of her own hands. She relished the softness of it and cherished the beauty of the maroon. “What are these?” I asked in a demanding voice. She was half dressed; she stood before me in her panties and t-shirt. It was all I could do not grab her and kiss her right then. Instead I waited for her to answer, and she did, all wide-eyed and innocent. “I think they are condoms, uncle.” “Yes, they are condoms!” I answered in my strictest uncle voice. “And I found them in YOUR BAG! What are you doing with condoms?” She gasped and looked at me with total surprise. Of course she was surprised. Dance for me, little slave. Show me what Melina has taught you."This was it, the moment she had dreaded last night in the harem. Spending the night with Fett had spared her the humiliation of entertaining the Hutt, but now she would have to perform for him like some sleazy dancer in a spaceport tavern."Dance, slave," Jabba's low voice rumbled. Leia had to comply, for he surely would not ask her a third time.Lowering her head and frowning, Leia eased herself off Jabba's throne and stepped.