Qira Placeholder let out a big burp as she always did after a long session of lovemaking. She smiled contentedly and her deep laugh lines set even deeper if that was possible.
Han tried to not be grossed out about the sound coming out of her mouth, especially when the smell of their dinner, nerf steak, assaulted his nose and made his eyes sting. He hated when his flat-chested girlfriend burped after sex. In fact, he pretty much hated everything about her, but like her name, she was merely a placeholder until he met the real love of his life, whoever that may be.
"Awright geezza!" Qira said. "That was a great romp. Sorted mate. I'm a good girl I am."
Han nodded in response.
"Shall I model the lingerie fer you again?" she asked.
"No!" he answered quickly. He did not need to see her boy boobs trying to fill out a sexy outfit again. His eyes could only be insulted so much. He'd rather see Chewie in lingerie, not that he wanted that either
Han rolled on his side. He tried to shut out the smell of his girlfriend's burp and prayed he would fall into a deep sleep and dream of the day when he would meet a real woman and truly fall in love.
Maybe tonight he would dream about a princess. A princess and a guy like him? Anything was better than the flat chested wonder snoring loudly beside him.
