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Star Wars- Mara Jade
by PJ

Star Wars universe property of Lucasfilm.

Chapter 2:  New Business Venture

Kochab System
March 18, 132 IY

     Mara Jade walked casually down the crowded streets of the metroplex
until she reached the bar she was searching for.  The lithe young woman
entered the loud establishment slowly, scanning the room's rowdy clientele
until she found a man matching the description she had been given.  She made
her way gracefully past small fistfights and groping hands until she stood
before the man's table and placed her hands on her shapely hips.  The man
looked up at her and smiled crookedly.

     "My contact didn't tell me how beautiful you are," said the man
appreciatively.

     "And my source didn't say how ugly you are," replied Mara acidly as she
sat down opposite the man and glared at him.

     "Harold Mudd, at your service," said the scruffy man as he reached out
with an open right hand.  Mara ignored his token courtesy and folded her
hands on top of the soiled table.

     "I heard you might know of some lucrative cargo to ship," hinted Mara.

     "Indeed I do, fair lady.  A very wealthy robot named Tom Servo runs an
adult novelty service in the Syrma system.  I hear that he's looking for a
freight hauler to deliver some merchandise quickly to a neighboring system.
Do you have a fast ship?"

     "Yeah, I got a fast ship," replied the girl smugly.

     "Good!  I'll give you a letter of recommendation so Servo will know that
you're trustworthy.  Now comes the enjoyable part called payment" gushed
Harold as he licked his cracked lips eagerly.

     "I'll tell you right now that I'm not going to fuck you," said Mara
distastefully.

     "Too bad, I might have paid you extra.  Oh, well, a blowjob will be
sufficient."

     "Fine," replied Mara with resignation as she stood up and followed the
dishevelled man out the back exit of the bar and into a garbage-strewn alley.
The scruffy man undid his pants as the redhaired girl knelt down before him
and waited impatiently.  Harold pulled out his flacid penis, and Mara quickly
grabbed it in her delicate hands and began rubbing it earnestly.  
     Harold moaned softly as the young woman stroked his cock vigorously
until it became hard and erect, then leaned down to lick the head softly.
The man grunted with pleasure as Mara sucked softly on the tip of his rod,
then licked along the shaft with her wet tongue.  She sucked lightly on his
hairy balls before moving back to the tip of his cock and plunging the
engorged limb into her warm mouth.  Harold moaned loudly as Mara sucked
deeply on his cock and took it far into her throat.  She moved up and down
his penis with her tight, red lips, then sucked on the cock head before
kissing the shaft to his balls.  Harold ran his meaty hands through her long,
red hair as she sucked hungrily on his testacles, then licked up his rod to
the tip before plunging the member into her throat again.  The man thrust his
crotch against her lovely face as she sucked wantonly on his 
tool, then drank his cum as he orgasmed down her throat.  Harold panted
frantically and wiped sweat from his face as Mara Jade licked her soft, moist
lips and stood up gracefully.

     "I believe payment has been made," said Mara coldly before she left the
man gasping in the smelly alley.
******************************************************
Kochab System
ISS Thunderbolt

     Admiral Daala sat in her command chair and brooded quietly as her bridge
crew finished coordinating repairs aboard the Carrack-Class cruiser and
brought the ship back to life.

     "Engines are back online," reported a tech in the operations pit.

     "Do we have hyperdrive capability?" asked Daala.

     "Yes, but I would not attempt more than one jump for the next few days.
The hyperdrive system still requires more intense repairs at a spacedock
facility."

     "I have just the place in mind," replied the young woman with a feral
grin.

     "I should inform you that our Nav computers report that we are not in
the Minnacora system anymore.  Stellar drift suggests that we've travelled
into the future and across the galaxy," said the tech with awe.

     "Where and when are we?" asked Daala in surprise.

     "The computers say we are in the Kochab system.  They also report that
we've jumped ahead almost a century into the future."

     "Do long-range communications register any Imperial broadcasts?"
inquired the Admiral.

     "Negative," responded the Comm tech.

     "This could prove very interesting," muttered Daala as she lay her small
chin on her right hand.  "Helm, plot a course for the Ares system and engage
hyperdrive when ready,"
ordered the auburn-haired woman.

     "Aye, Mistress," replied the helmsman before the stars elongated into
lances of light and the Thunderbolt hurled itself into hyperspace.
*********************************************************
Syrma System
March 20, 132 IY

     The YT 2400 freighter, Dark Hand, emerged from hyperspace and glided
smoothly towards the major inhabited planet, Syrma IV.  In the cockpit, Mara
Jade stretched her arms high over her head and yawned loudly.  Putting the
ship on autopilot, the slim young woman rose from her chair and walked to the
small living section of the vessel.  Buckethead, her R2 unit and companion,
rolled towards her with a cool drink in its small claw.  Mara took the drink
gratefully and patted the droid on its dome before gulping the liquid down
greedily.  Licking her red lips with satisfaction, Mara gave the empty glass
back to Bucket, then entered her quarters and began to strip off her
skintight bodysuit.
Relishing her nudity, the redhaired girl went to her small shower stall and
walked inside.
She turned on a powerful stream of recycled water, and let the cool liquid
wash over her 
beautiful body.  The naked girl washed her long, red hair, and lathered soap
on her round, full breasts and tight stomach.  After rinsing, Mara scrubbed
her back with a brush, then lathered her right hand before rubbing it across
her pussy.  The girl leaned against the shower wall as she figorously cleaned
her sweet cunt, then inserted a finger into her warm snatch.  Mara moaned
softly as she plunged her slim finger into her throbbing pussy and probed
deeply inside.  The girl thrust her crotch onto her finger earnestly, then
plunged a second digit into her tight love hole and explored her womanhood.
She finger-fucked herself for several minutes as cool water washed over her
heaving breasts and slim body, then she orgasmed with a shuddering moan and
spurted cum on her questing digits.  She removed her fingers slowly from her
cunt and licked the sweet honey 
eagerly with her sexy mouth.  Sighing in satisfaction, Mara finished her
shower and left to sleep for a few hours.
     The Dark Hand entered visual range of the planet, Syrma IV, and three
agile A-Wings leapt from the world's surface to intercept the approaching
freighter.

     "Freighter, your IFF indicates your title as Dark Hand.  What is your
purpose in
our airspace?"

     "I'm Mara Jade, captain of the free trader, Dark Hand.  I've come to
Syrma in order to aquire cargo from one Tom Servo, a merchant of your world,"
replied the girl calmly.

     "Just a moment, Capt. Jade," replied the lead fighter as they surrounded
the 'Hand in 
a diamond formation.  "You are cleared to land on platform A-13.  Welcome to
Syrma IV,"
said the pilot before his squadron accelerated past the freighter and
re-entered the planet's atmosphere.

     "Damned fighter jocks," muttered Mara as she nosed her ship towards the
planet's surface and slowed her forward velocity.  The young woman landed her
vessel without incident, and she inhaled the sweet air of the planet as she
stepped off the landing ramp of the freighter.  Bucket bleeped at her from
the top of the ramp, and she quickly turned to 
address him.

     "No. You stay here, Bucket, and guard the ship for me,"ordered Mara.

     "Yes, Mistress," replied the droid before it disappeared into the ship
and the ramp screeched loudly back into the hull.  Looking her ship over
quickly, the redhaired girl adjusted her belt with its blaster pistol and
lightsaber, then walked resolutely off the landing pad and into the brightly
lit capital of Syrma IV.
     Mara Jade found Tom Servo's shop quite easily, and entered the large
display room with its variety of merchandise.  Sex androids in still poses
stood on lit pedastals, while the walls and glass cases contained a variety
of sex magazines and fucktoys.  Mara examined an elflike nude android girl
with long, purple hair and wide, green eyes just as a
small, squat, red robot hovered into the room and pinched her shapely ass
with one of its clumsy hands.

     "Hey!" exclaimed Mara as she spun to face the lecherous droid.

     "Oops, lost control of the my thrusters, there," laughed the little,
sphere-headed bot as it backed slowly away to hover in front of the young
woman.  "Are you the trader, Mara
Jade?"

      "Yes, I am," replied the girl tersely as she rubbed her sore butt.  

      "Good!  I've got the cargo all ready to go.  I need you to take it to
the Gatatea system, it's only one jump away."

      "Is someone going to load it?" asked Mara.

      "Yes, my assistant will do it.  Crow!  Crow!" shouted the little, red
bot.

      "Coming master!  My only purpose in life is to serve you!" yelled back
Crow sarcastically as a lanky, gold droid with a long beak and wire crest
above its head stomped into the room with several boxes in its arms.

      "I don't pay you to watch bad movies all day," retorted Servo as it
moved out of the way and watched Crow follow Mara out of the shop.  "Have a
nice trip, Mara!"
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