Koyi Mateil

I an empty suit and looked around. This was the class! Finally, after years in lower levels, here was my chance to get out of slums.

Since I reached an adulthood I worked in a brothel in lower levels. There was a market for young beautiful, buxom Twi'leks like me. Sure, I wan orange skinned – nos as popular as blues and reds – but I had the looks!

I also had the mind – the intelligence and the observational skills. I noticed pretty quickly the trends – I always stuck to the most profitable clients. It was the little things that told me what they liked.

And now, someone high has noticed me! If I played it well, I could drop the lower levels forever!

I wore a skimpy, knee-long white dress with a deep navel cut. My big breasts were almost uncovered, begging to be grabbed and fondled. I also wore a simple headdress and a pair of white-heeled sandals.

As I waited, I admired the view. After a few minutes, I heard the door slide opened.

'The show is on.' I thought and prepared myself mentally.

When I turned I froze, as all of my carefully prepared plans crumpled.

I was standing in front of Chancellor himself!