SW:CES:TPM/Anakin/Podracer Hanger/Won the Race/Pilots/I’m a Jedi
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but I have to go." You say, your better instinct winning out. Of course, it was a hard-won battle with the Twi'lek dancing girl looking so alluring.
"Kid, for a boy like you, a slave, this is a once in a lifetime offer. What could you possibly have that trumps this?" Sammael says quizzically.
"I promised I would go with Master Qui-Gon to Coruscant, and learn the ways of the Jedi." You tell the racers. After a minute pause, the raucous men burst out in laughter.
"A Jedi? Are you shittin' me?" Sam says. "Let me tell you about being a Jedi. It means giving up your entire life to meditation, and poverty and gettin' precisely nothing out of it."
"B-but it's the right thing to do." You insist, you resolve weakening in the face of Sam's argument, as well as the worldly temptations on hand.
"And let me tell you the absolute worst thing about being a Jedi." He continues. "The vow of celibacy. You go with your Master Qui-Gon and you're kissing goodbye your chance to so much as touch a woman who looks like this." Sammael concludes, giving one of the Twi'lek stripper's emerald thighs a squeeze.
Your mind my be telling you to head off for Coruscant, but your dick? Your dick needs a wormhead on it, right now.
"Darlin', why don't you see if you can change our young friend's mind, here." Sam whispers to the alien, slipping a credit chit into her stocking.
With a nod, and a seductive smile, the green-skinned xeno bears down on you, slowly stripping off her already extremely revealing dancing attire.
The nameless dancer has a divine figure. More curvaceous and mature than Padmé's waifish beauty. As she reaches you, the Twi'lek reaches for your pants, intending to fish out your rock-hard cock. It's fully apparent she's intending to do much more than give you a lapdance.
"I tell you what, Ani." Sam says, tousling your hair. "You give me a yes, right now, and Ooto goes ahead with what she's doing. Not only that, but I'll send in a little something extra, to sweeten the deal."
It's a tempting offer. One that becomes damn near unrefusable when you Ooto brings her tongue down on your cock, intending to tease you into signing up.