CHAPTER SEVEN
Leia awoke the next morning alone in her and her husband's huge vibro-bed where the threesome had retired for the evening to continue f*****g and sucking each other's c***s, p***y, and naked bodies until far into the wee hours of the coming day. God, it had been beautiful, she thought as she made her way down to the kitchen. She poured herself a steaming cup of Corellian tea and pulling the actopicture from her robe pocket, fixed her eyes on the glossy picture of the voluptuously naked, young, orange-haired girl that she had discovered the night before in her husband's uniform pocket. Beside her lay a crumpled note. "Gone to play space paddle. Be back later this afternoon. Lute." Well, that's just as well. I need this morning to sort out my thoughts ... and decide what I'm g
