Go To a Local Cantina

Sitting at the bar of the cantina, a tight-fitting black dress-clad Leia wondered if this had been such a good idea after all. She felt a little out of place, though she tried not showing.

So far, she had been here for about fifteen minutes but had done little more than sit here alone drinking.

Sighing, she decided maybe she should go home and have a date with her vibrator.

But it was then Leia noticed a man at a nearby table eyeing her. Not an unattractive man. Not in the slightest.

She wondered if she should walk over and introduce herself---well, using a fake name, of course--to him.

What could it hurt? A little fun never could go wrong.

Leia walked over. "Hi. I couldn't help but to notice you from the bar."

"I could say the same," the man said as he stood. "Want to have a seat?"

Leia smiled. "Thank you," she said. "My name is Alyssa."

"Nice to meet you," the man greeted. "I'm Lars."

"Here alone, Lars?"

He nodded. "But I hope I won't be when I leave," he added.

Leia felt her heart rush. Was she really being hit on? It was actually a new experience as she grew up a rebel during the war and had met...

No, best not to think about that right now.

"Well, play your cards right, you very well won't tonight," she said with a grin.

It had just come out. Leia was shocked at herself. What was she saying? She was a married woman for the ****'s sake! And with kids!

Who would be gone for the next month, if not longer...

A month alone...

"Why don't we get out of here together?" Lars asked leaning in. "Right now? We could go back to my place for a while."

Part of her wanted to resist and turn him down.

There was another that wanted to, however...