The Meditation Gardens

An idea suddenly forms and no matter how hard she tries, she can't forget it. And she does try, because it isn't a good idea. But the allure is too great - and so she makes her way towards the meditation gardens. It's a longer way but not nearly as far as her own room, and by the ****, how the anticipation grows with every step - along with the exhilarating worries of getting caught. She would take every precaution to prevent that, of course, but still. The risk makes this so much more naughty, so much hotter.

A shiver runs down her whole body, only partially caused by the relatively low temperature of the station. Velko feels her nipples get stiff, pushing against the tight uniform. Finally she reaches the entrance to the meditation gardens, which are frequented by the Jedi, but she knows that most of them are occupied elsewhere in the galaxy in these tumultuous times. The door parts as she approaches and a pleasant wave of warmth and fresh air washes over her. Once again she admired the artful arrangement of plants from all over the galaxy, it's almost like a three-dimensional painting of countless shades of green contrasted by a variety of more unique and colourful plants. The Blue Felucian Rose is her favourite. First of all, however, the Administrator makes her way to a control panel on the wall and after a few moments of clever datapad-work combined with her administrative privileges, she doesn't have to worry about the security cams anymore. Now, she approaches a bunch of the cobalt-coloured flowers, takes a deep breath, and finally... relaxes.

Velko takes off her shoes, stashes them neatly behind the roots of a tree (originating from Kashyyyk, she believes), cuffs her pants and steps onto the soft soil. _Mmmhh... _She would have never believed that the feeling of dirt under her bare feet could bring her so much joy. Wandering deeper into the artificial forest, pushing her toes into the dirt and taking in the scent of the flowers, she starts to take off her jacket and feels more free already, as the tight collar isn't restricting her neck anymore. This is a nice spot... Secluded and safe from potential observers, she puts the jacket on a low branch and pulls her simple undershirt out of her pants. Looking down, she notices her erect nipples seemingly threatening to puncture the tight garment, and with one swift motion she takes it off. After adjusting her wavy white hair, the Soikan closes her eyes and lays her hands upon her firm silvery breasts. She giggles quietly, suddenly very aware of her situation, topless in the middle of a garden on a space station she administrates! She really has come far. Although now she was definitely not in the mood for reflecting on her life. With a smile on her silver face, which takes on a darker shimmer of purple and blue than usual, as the fear of getting caught and embarrassed crosses her mind again, she sits down on a large root. She continues playing with her boobs for a while