Throw caution to the wind. You've got a date with a hot Twi'lek!

Okay, you may not be thinking clearly, but who would in your situation? Your last time was with Leia, and while you still found General Organa attractive, her days of being in the same league as Twi'lek dancing girls ended not long after the second **** Star.

Ordering another drink, you wait around in the cantina for ten minutes, checking the time an embarrassing number of times, before heading up to Room 13. Maybe it's the **** in your system, but you can't stop thinking about what you'll soon be doing to the gorgeous green goddess.

You make yourself known, and Erosha bids you to come in.

"Hello, there." She smiles. "Glad you decided to... come."

She's divested herself of her dancing garb. The collection of black straps left little to your imagination, but being able to see every inch of her naked flesh is still delightful.

"That part normally comes shortly after." You smirk, stepping towards her.

"Hopefully not too shortly." Erosha responds with a smirk of her own, raising an eyebrow.

"I'll see what I can do." You promise. "I'm not gettin' any younger."

"There's one thing you should know before we get started, though." Erosha begins, pulling close to give you a quick kiss.

"Oh yeah? What's that?" You say, almost slurring. Horny Twi'lek might be your favourite intoxicant.

"'Rosha didn't think she could properly thank you by herself." A second, equally lovely female voice comes from behind you, as a lovely pair of bright red hands snake around your hips and into the front of your pants.

"I thought I might bring O'takha in to help me out. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" Erosha asks with a purr.

"Sister, he's as hard as durasteel!" O'takha assures her friend as her fingers close around your member.

You glance over your shoulder at the unexpected guest. Like Erosha, she's a Twi'lek dancer, curvy and barely dressed. Unlike the beauty in front of you, O'takha's skin is bright red, liberally adorned with black tribal tattoos.

"Hey, I can't help it." You concede. "It's a defence mechanism."

"Oh, you're funny, old human." O'takha smiles, jerking you off ever so slightly. "I think we'll have some fun with you."