Show Florian around town.

“C'mon, kid. Why don't we go for a drink to get started. I owe you it after last night.” You say, heading down the ramp.

“After last night, I think you owe me two.” Florian says confidently.

“Don't push your luck, newbie.” You tell him.

As you walk through the streets, you point out various seedy establishments, pawn shops and other lurid attractions to the new meat. But like most travellers the moon gets, you find yourself in serious need of some ****.

With Florian in tow, you take the shortest route to the Chum Bucket, the cheapest, nastiest dive on the Scrap Moon (Though in your experience, it was also a good contender for cheapest, nastiest dive in the known galaxy.)

“Prepare to have your delicate little mind blown.” You grin at the Imperial, before swinging the door open.

“By the Goddess!” Florian exclaims, his shock beating out his tough exterior.

The Chum Bucket resembles an orgy fuckpit more than it does a conventional bar. Waitresses drop off drinks, then drop to their knees to service their patrons. Aliens of every stripe inhabit the crowded bar, many of them groping or outright fucking others, all of them drinking profusely.

“Ugh, it stinks!” Florian's nose wrinkles in disgust as you lead him inside the noisy watering hole.

“That's the smell of freedom!” You chuckle, finding a booth that's empty. Even better, it looked like the table had been wiped down recently! The other patrons weren't so lucky, though most of them seemed too far gone to care.

Leaving Florian to hold your seats, you fight (almost literally) your way to the bar and order a couple of beers.

“Think about it. We may not have the advanced technology, riches, lush garden worlds or sexy God-Empress those guys have, but would you see a place like this anywhere in the New Arcadia system?” You exclaim, proudly taking a swig of your beer. It tastes like warm piss.

“I... guess not.” Florian says. Despite his initial shock, you're starting to think the teenager isn't as out of his element here as he could've been. As the pair of you nurse your beers, you're sure you catch him staring at a Ruxxerian receiving a sloppy blowjob with a grin on his face.

“Time for a refill!” You decide, when you notice you're running out of beer. You leave Florian to drink in the sights as you return to the bar.

Unfortunately, there are a few thirst aliens ahead of you, so you're **** to wait a couple minutes.

As you wait, closing your eyes and trying to ignore the raucous alien din, you feel a hand slip into your pants and begin to stroke your cock.

“Couldn't leave me alone for five minutes, huh Florian?” You chuckle.

“Who's Florian? Your little boyfriend over there?” You open your eyes and try to look behind you. That wasn't Florian's voice, but it was familiar.

When you see the beautiful face, lustrous dark hair and wicked brown eyes behind you, your fears are confirmed. It's Jaya Singh.

Though she kept a low profile, Jaya was one of the most proficient thieves in the galaxy. She had a gift for pulling off daring heists, audacious stick-ups and devious burglaries. Not only that, but she was something of an old flame of yours.

Why was meeting her again such a bad thing, then? The last time you helped Jaya with one of her heists, she convinced you to handcuff yourself to the hotel bed for a little celebratory bondage. As soon as you were secured, Jaya absconded with the full take, leaving you with only a blown kiss. The thief was that dangerous combination of smoking hot and clever that made it very easy for women to manipulate average joes like you.

“You've got a lot of guts even talking to me again after what happened on Cillium-9.” You say, your pissed off tone evident, even despite Jaya's hand in your pants.

“How are you still pissed off about that?” She laughs. “Look, I had debts. Mitchell was gonna take one of my hands if I didn't pay her back that day, and you know how important my hands are to what I do...” Jaya insists, jerking your cock a little harder.

You take a deep breath.

“How'd you even find me?” You ask.

“Oh, I just kept an eye out in all the haunts scum like you frequent. When you weren't getting fucked at the Siren, I thought I'd try here.” Jaya says matter-of-factly.

“And I take it you want something?” You continue, relaxing into her grip.

“You know me so well.” Jaya smiles. “I've got a job planned. The biggest one I've ever done. I need someone with some nerve and their own ship.”

“In case you hadn't noticed, I'm in the middle of something here.” You protest, glancing back over at Florian.

“That freakshow?” Jaya laughs. “Leave her behind. This is a two-man job I've got planned. We ought to go back to your ship and... go over the details.” The sexy brown-skinned girl insists, all the while working your engorged cock.