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~Still Surfin
When he said Jedi Padawan, Sam blushed furiously and wanted to leap out and make love to his face. Could it really be true? Was he just like her?
"Oh my gosh? I'm so sorry. I... I mean. So am I. Tython, just recently. Though my Master lives on Ossus most of the time. Don't... These clothes are not my usual. Erm? Well. Kinda?"
Mmm. How to explain this. Party girl plus Jedi Padawan. Thigh high skirt and exotic push-up bra. A hard mix, if there ever was one.
"It's my day off you see. I just wanted to make the most of it."
She looked gloriously guilty of something. It was completely not her usual self. This was not how Sam Jhovna talks to men.
"Sorry for suddenly shouting that out. I'm... Not quite used to it yet. If... Well, if you know what I mean?"
[member="Hawk Solo"]
"Oh my gosh? I'm so sorry. I... I mean. So am I. Tython, just recently. Though my Master lives on Ossus most of the time. Don't... These clothes are not my usual. Erm? Well. Kinda?"
Mmm. How to explain this. Party girl plus Jedi Padawan. Thigh high skirt and exotic push-up bra. A hard mix, if there ever was one.
"It's my day off you see. I just wanted to make the most of it."
She looked gloriously guilty of something. It was completely not her usual self. This was not how Sam Jhovna talks to men.
"Sorry for suddenly shouting that out. I'm... Not quite used to it yet. If... Well, if you know what I mean?"
[member="Hawk Solo"]