Chapter II

In which Kaliyo Blackmails Naven, and he Pays a visit to Provisional Governor Saresh's Office

Naven Farel walked slowly into the spaceport cantina. He had a slight limp, which invited curious glances from a few of the patrons. Olaris Spaceport's cantina was no grand affair. It was basically a drink cabinet and bar built into the station's wall, with seating arranged around it. It was no more than 10 meters long all told. "One Spiced Nerf Milk," Naven told the alien bartender. He sat down at the bar-slowly, easing himself onto the stool, and resting his elbow on the bar. He had woke up the morning after the previous night's escapade, alone in the room with no sign of Kaliyo. He had collected himself and headed out-but not before having to dish out more payment to the man at the front, who claimed they had racked up extra costs. Feeling he needed a stiff drink, he had wandered over to the cantina. He was still in disbelief about what had happened the day before-it had all happened so fast. He was somewhat angry at himself. "What was I thinking?" He said aloud. Oh, right, I probably wasn't, he thought. Naven had been around plenty of women before in his life, but never had he been so aroused like that or had such an encounter. And the Rattataki woman, what did she think she was doing, seducing him like that? Where does she get the gall to do something like that to me? He thought angrily. He felt very conflicted about the woman. "I can't tell if I love her or hate her," he muttered out loud.

"Love me or hate me, after that you'll damn sure never forget me," said a familiar female voice. Naven wheeled around at the bar to see Kaliyo sitting at a small table a few meters away. She took a large swig of the drink she had in her hand, and banged the mug down on the table. She burped and wiped her mouth as she swallowed. "Men are like that-come at 'em right out of the gate with all guns firing, and they'll be your puppies forever."

Naven got up and walked over to her table and sat down. "I thought you had gone off-world, seeing how you abandoned me last night," he told her in a sarcastic tone.

"Who's abandoned?" She replied, then calling to the bartender, "Hey bartender, bring this guy's Pussy Water drink over here will you?"

"What the hell!" Protested Naven.

"What? You're the first grown man I ever saw that drinks that crap," Kaliyo retorted. She took another mouthful of her drink, then locked eyes with him. "Ass hurt?"

"For God's sake, keep your voice down," whispered Naven, "And to answer your question, yes. Yes it does." He took his own large swig of Nerf Milk. "Now, Kaliyo I want to just say that I really do not want any trouble with you, your husband or-"

"My husband?" Kaliyo asked, surprised.

"Err, yes? You told me you were married and so naturally-"

"Did I say that? Oh, well maybe I did but no, I'm not married."

It was Naven's turn for surprise. "You lied to me?"

Ignoring his question, Kaliyo reached under the table and produced a small, black computer-like device. It appeared to be some kind of holo-recording device.

"Look here choir boy," said Kaliyo in a low voice. She turned on the device and pointed Naven to look at the small screen. With horror he realized it was showing footage of them from the night before, all the way from entering the room until…

"Turn it off!" protested Naven, his voice raising along with his outrage. "Why would you do this? Are you insane? How could anyone be low enough...Such a royal bit-" He got a faceful of beer before he could finish. Everyone wheeled around. The well-to-do patrons gasped; more seedy-looking ones laughed.

"Don't call me that again," Kaliyo told him in a low voice. "Now, go to the bar and order me a new beer. You just made me waste a perfectly good one"

"...So you set up the room, planted the camera, planted the...strapon-thing, and planned this whole thing out from the beginning?" Naven asked incredulously.

"Pretty much," Kaliyo admitted, "I just set my trap and waited in the concourse. I was looking for easy pickings and then I saw you. Your choir boy robes were a dead giveaway you were some kind of political errand boy."

"How long were you watching me before you came and sat down?"

"About 10 minutes," she answered casually, looking at the back of her hand, "Horny was written all over your face."

"I can't believe this…" Said Naven, for about the twentieth time that day. "So...What is it you want from me? Money?"

"Good try but no," Kaliyo replied, leaning forward across the table. "What I need from you is a little favor."

"What kind of favor?"

"Right up your alley-a political one." She said in a low voice. "See, the reason I did all this, the reason I stayed on this backwater planet for more than two seconds was because I got delayed. I'm carrying some pretty important Republic military cargo, but I've been blocked from departing by some red tape."

"Red tape..?" queried Naven.

"So what I need is someone in the political world to say, put in a word for me with the local Governor."

"Governor Saresh?" Asked Naven.

"Yeah, that's the one,"

"And you want me to ask her to grant you take-off permission?"

"You catch on quick. Do that, or I take this recording and spread it around, see? Maybe send it to your big-time senator boss."

"Alright, alright...I get the idea. I'll see what I can do for you," sighed Naven.

"What you can do for you, you mean," smirked Kaliyo.

"I have a bad feeling about this," muttered Naven.

"I'll be here waiting," said Kaliyo, helping herself to her newly-replaced beer.

Governor Leontyne Saresh's office was located outside the spaceport, at the center of the main Republic launching camp. Naven had set up an appointment through an aide, and he was relieved to find the governor had time to meet him. Saresh was a career politician who had been given the difficult post of governor on Taris mainly for her tenacity and shrewd negotiating skills. The successes of the re-colonization efforts had largely been due to her leadership abilities. She was known for her fondness for making grand public speeches. "Come on in," she said as Naven entered the room. She was a tall, broad-shouldered Twi'lek woman, appearing to be in her mid 40's. She had a deep, commanding voice. "I'm always glad to welcome a friend of Senator Mel-Nor to Taris," she said, standing up from her desk and walking over to Naven. She had olive green skin, strong features, full, determined lips and the signature nekku (the so called 'head-tails') typical of her species. "How is the Senator these days?" She asked.

"He is doing pretty well, despite his age-determined as ever," replied Naven. The governor was slightly taller than Naven as she stood across the desk from him.

"What can I and the people of Taris do for you today?" She had the hint of a smile as she scrutinized him.

"Well I have a friend on Taris-here on a privateering mission-who is carrying some military supplies off-world, and because that of needs a special permit to expedite her delivery."

"Oh, a departure permission grant? That shouldn't be too difficult," the governor said. Examining her holomoniter, she added "Let's see here…"

Naven peered at Governor Saresh as she searched. She looked just like on the holos, but was more kind and beautiful than they showed, he felt. Taris would be just fine with her at the helm, he thought. Suddenly Saresh looked up.

"It says here, your friend was detained at the spaceport here yesterday for suspected trafficking of illegal cargoes, pending investigation," she said, looking shrewdly at Naven.

"I...I don't know how that can be," Naven said, surprised, "I was told it was just military supplies," he faltered.

Governor Saresh glanced down at the monitor, pursing her lips. Then, gesturing to her aide standing inside the door, said, "Leave us." The aide bowed and walked out, closing the door behind him. The room was silent for a few long moments.

"I can issue the takeoff permission for your friend, if you would like," said Saresh slowly, breaking the silence, "I'm willing to look the other way on the charges."

"But," she added, standing up and walking around the desk to where Naven was standing, "If I do, I'm going to need something in return."

"Ma'am?"

Saresh stood directly in front of him, looking into his eyes, seemingly weighing him. Naven couldn't help but notice that the governor had quite sizeable breasts, but he tried hard to not look down at them.

"Nothing in politics is free," she said in a low voice. Reaching down, she put her hand in between Naven's legs, stroking upward slowly. Despite Naven's considerable surprise, she then reached her hand down the front of his pants and grabbed his penis. She maintained eye contact with naven while she did so. "All this politiking is so stressful; a woman needs her R&R," she whispered. Still holding onto his penis, she pulled him towards her. Naven could feel her warm body. He threw his hands up instinctively-and Saresh pressed her chest against them. "Go ahead, don't be shy," she told him. Naven moved his hands around her bulbous breasts, feeling and caressing them. Despite her age, they were dense and sturdy. The governor groaned as he pressed them together softly, feeling out the nipples. Still holding onto his penis, she unlatched her uniform cloak, freeing her substantial round breasts. Like her skin, they were a soft olive green, and her large nipples were a darker forest green. Naven closed his eyes and lightly licked around her nipples, circling around and over them, while softly caressing her breasts with his hands. Saresh moved her free hand down into her own pants, and started stroking herself as he did so. Her nipples were becoming pokey, and though it was barely perceptible, they started to leak fluid. "Drink me," Saresh demanded hoarsely. Naven put his mouth around her large green nipple and started to drink. Saresh let out a long groan of satisfaction, continuing to stroke herself with her hand. "The other one too...Both of them," she ordered. Naven was getting mouthfuls of delicious milk from her bountiful breasts-amazingly though, despite how much was coming out, they did not seem to shrink one bit. She clenched her teeth. "Ngh!" she groaned as the squirted out milk uncontrollably. "Now eat me!" she said, pushing down on Naven's head. She held his head at the level of her crotch, removing her hand which had been down in her pants. She wiped her gooey, dripping fingers on his face. "Smell the flavor," she grinned. Then, she pulled down her pants at the sides as Naven watched. "Eat me," she repeated. Her large, furry pussy loomed in front of him. It was already soaked from Saresh's stroking, and the broad, glistening lips were visible. He moved in, nosing it at first, and then moving to licking and kissing as well. She leaned back onto the desk, putting her arms back to hold onto the edges. Her eyes closed and she opened her mouth as she periodically thrust her hips into him. Her pussy was large and quite loose, so Naven could navigate his tongue around inside freely. He tried to plunge deeper and deeper, his lips stinging from all the juice. "Don't stop!" she yelled. Naven briefly wondered whether they could be heard outside, but he was too far into paradise to care. He was lickin nonstop, and Saresh was close to climaxing. Still holding onto the desk with one hand, she took her other hand and grabbed the back of Naven's head, pulling him in and convulsing her hips out and upward all in one strong movement. "Aaahhg…!" A flood of pleasure welled up deep inside her, and quite literally welled up out of her vagina in the form of squirting fluid. Governor Saresh had climaxed. There was silence for a few moments, except for the two lovers' heavy breathing. "I'm impressed, young man," Saresh said after catching her breath. "I need to get my own intern," She chuckled as she composed herself, adjusting her clothes. She went back around to her desk chair, and waited until Naven had somewhat recovered himself before using the buzzer. "Come show our guest out," she ordered. The aide entered within barely 10 seconds. Saresh spoke the Naven. "I have decided to grant your request, and I will file the necessary report later today. Your friend should be cleared to leave by tomorrow morning. Feel free to stop by anytime." she smiled. Turning to the aide, she said "Get our guest washed up, then show him out," she ordered, adding, "Then come right back and clean this mess up." She was pointing at the floor in front of her desk, where there were puddles of milk and pussy juice. The aide sighed. Once again turning to Naven Saresh said, smiling, "Enjoy your stay on Taris."