7Slave Dancer Chapter 2
Hey there everybody and welcome to the second chapter of my series! As you know this is an alternate universe Star Wars fiction which means there will be inconsistencies with the other Star Wars universes. For instance this story is to show that Obi-Wan himself had his own wreck less youthful moments and, that he learned from them. Also, yes, I did do more research for this chapter than the first. Also enjoy the cute nod to Miss Congeniality. That being said, enjoy this strange story.
This story is as always for you Panda.
Bar-Ma walked into the room. She had never worn so little since she was coming out of a
uterus. The revealing slave rags left her exposed and rather embarrassed. She had never
been fond of her body. Her golden eyes stayed focused on the tall frame of 6'0 frame
staring back at her from the mirror.
"Are you dressed Bar-Ma?" said an impatient Obi-Wan.
"Just a minute Obi I'm coming!" She knew he hated it when she called him "Obi".
"Well," he said in his classic stuffy style "don't take forever we still need to go to the
counsel chambers to get briefed on the mission."
"Alright I'm coming don't get your…" She stopped dead in her tracks. Obi-Wan was
wearing tight golden colored shorts that ended at the thigh and nothing else. His muscles
were well developed and glistened in the light of the room.
Obviously, they had been oiled to show off this attribute when they were brought to
"market".
At first she suppressed the need to laugh but…instead she drank in the sight of him. He
was facing away from her tapping his foot impatiently. She couldn't help but be charmed
by this behavior. She was literally breathless.
"Bar-Ma?" Obi-Wan said as he finally turned around to face her. He didn't see the usual
gangly and awkward friend but, instead a beautiful lady before him. He couldn't stop
himself he stared at her. Her body was barely contained by the tan fabric and it was
obviously stretched across several areas. Her long brown locks let down from their usual
braids and left to hang well past her hips and to her knees almost. Her golden eyes staring
straight back at his blue.
The spell was finally broken when Jedi Master Ce Ce Denowai arrived.
"Are you both ready?" The both shook their heads like dogs shaking off water and,
looked at her with guilty looks. Bar-Ma was the first to recover.
"Yes Master we are ready." She said with a bow. "Good, Masters Yoda and Qui-Gon
Jinn are awaiting your arrival in the Jedi Counsel Chambers."
As the young Jedi left with Master Denowai they still glimpsed at one another in disbelief.