"whats on little one. Well youre a little bit too young for a drink" she sat down near to him
"come on guy"
"where are your parents"
"i'm here with my master!"
"you're a slave?"
"No! i'm a Jedi. My name is Ashoka."
"well then ask your master for a drink" your eyes went to her breasts.
"He wont give me one... Hey what are you staring." She blushes.
"Nothing..." you concentrate on your drink.
"Well i've an idea: You buy me a drink and, well we could get somewhere more comfortable."
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