Someplace Very Public

Stripped, shrink wrapped, and packed by the automated assembly line, Fennec Shand was feeling less like an elite mercenary than a product fit for the shelf. Trapped in clear plastic packaging, she could do nothing as she was sealed in a crate surrounded by other parts from the assembly line. Soon her crate was lifted and loaded to be shipped off to who knew where.

As it was, there was nothing she could do but lie there in the dark awaiting someone to open the crate and discover her nestled there, ass-up. With her arms trapped she couldn’t even cover herself if strangers’ eyes took in her naked shame. The thought of being caught so utterly **** sent a shiver through her body.

Just as she was beginning to lose herself in a sexy daydream of being found by wanton dock workers, the world toppled violently to the side, sending the top skidding off the crate. She was one helpless package surrounded by so many others on the concrete. In the distance she heard men cussing a robotic vehicle.

She was laying at the mouth of an alley behind a row of market stalls covered with blue awnings. A milling crowd moved by on the far side of those stalls. She was nude someplace public with other people about.

Worse, Fennec recognized these surroundings. She was lying helpless on the ground in Corellia’s notorious Blue Sector.

Cities the galaxy over had districts of dishonesty and debauchery marked with red lights, but the Corellians coded theirs blue. Hence the old Corellian phrase "working blue" to mean doing or saying things not accepted in polite society.

Blue Sector's heart was a churning outdoor market full of cheap knockoffs and hot goods surrounded by an even more infamous sea of shabby cantinas, tattoo parlors, backroom casinos, and “clubs” where you could purchase someone to fulfill any and every taste. Corellian Security’s habit of turning a blind eye to “business” here so long as they paid their taxes was the best-known secret in the sector and made this the seediest neighborhood in the Core Worlds. It didn’t take a lot of imagination to deduce what could quickly happen to a helpless, naked woman in a place like this.

That thought got through to her pheromone-soaked brain. She had to get out there before someone came to collect the spilled merchandise. Before they came to collect her!

She summoned up all her strength and in one sudden movement burst the clear plastic package that confined her. At least that was the plan. In reality all she managed was to wobble uselessly.

“Oh, come on!” she cursed after a second failed attempt.

Womp Womp.

Fennec craned her neck to find the source of the mechanical sounds. Behind the heart-shaped curve of her bare butt sat an astromech droid so outdated, she could hear the high-pitched whine as the droid’s optical sensors brought her upturned ass into perfect focus. Then she heard a series of clicks.

Wait, was it taking pictures of her bare butt?

“Stop that droid and get me out of this right now!” she commanded.

The droid just responded with a taunting Mwa Mwa Mwaaa.