And the Zeltron? She called herself Tali Haru. Damn… to this day, that’s the sexiest name I’ve ever heard in my life. Not many specifics on her occupation, just said she was a pilot. Anyway, once that business was done, it was time to start the tournament. Sabacc was a card game with a simple objective: collect cards to get yourself as close to a value of 23 as you can without going over. Of the 76 cards in the deck, 60 were distributed in four suits, being flasks, sabers, staves, and coins. Each suited card was labeled anywhere from one to fifteen. The remaining cards were special cards Mms with varying negative amounts associated with them, anything from the Star, carrying a value of -17, to the Idiot, with a value of indian 0. The tricky thing is, though, that it didn’t india matter if your hand’s value was positive or negative 23 as long as you were the closest without bombing out. Only if two players had the same value did a positive number trump a negative number. Soon, Krah and his men had the game table set up in the middle of Beelma’s desi throne room, situated where the Hutt and all his guests could easily watch the excitement from any angle. As we took our seats, the main entrance door slid open and revealed a stunning Twi’lek woman, whom I recognized as the one in the invitation I had received. She was as tall as was Tali and looked to be the same age, but that was where the similarities between the two beauties ended. Where Tali Bhabhi had curves in all the right places, this Twi’lek was thin and willowy, almost delicate. She wore a shimmering silver gown held up by a single elegant shoulder strap. The gown extended all the way to the floor; a slit showed off the gorgeous teal skin of her slender leg. We were all mesmerized as she walked gracefully toward us and took a seat at the circular table. “Greetings, esteemed guests of my master. My name is Ayana, and I will be your dealer for this tournament,” she said in a sweet, melodious voice. “First, though I am sure you are all familiar with the general rules of Sabacc, allow me to explain the rules that this game will be played under. Each hand will begin with two facedown cards for each player, after which all players will announce their starting total without revealing their cards. Then, each player will have the option to check, raise, call, or junk.” Yeah, we all know how to play the game, lady , I thought to myself. “After Scandal that, however, the traditional rules of Sabacc are altered under the exalted Beelma’s house rules. These house rules state that the Interference Field and Sabacc Shift are eliminated and will not occur in this game.” “No Sabacc Shift?! That’s nuts!” shouted Mat, the other human. “These are unique rules, yes, but be assured that this is how the great Beelma wishes today’s game to be played,” Ayana replied. “In my master’s opinion, the Sabacc Shift eliminates player skill from the game and instead turns the game into nothing but chance. He wishes a player who is both lucky and skilled to win the hyperdrive.” I tried my best to make no facial expression as I considered how this changed the game. She was an absolute worrier, and was a little hesitant by nature, as if india anything she could say would drive me to depression. The pool, the hot tub, the bar and restaurant were all very erotic experiences naked with dozens of others around. Cyndi could not help herself, she got on her knees before him and took Bhabhi him into her tantalizing mouth. Tom took a couple of cotton balls and packed them desi into his nose. Mindy gave a slight Mms gasp. A pudgy bearded man was driving, and in the backseat was a beautiful German Shephard. "You are an excellent student, and you deserve a reward. “Good…go grab me my phone…” There is an audible gasp as my cock pops out of her pussy. Then he brought the probe to my indian stomach and we all glanced at the screen. It was a long night. I was just hanging there for ages before the teacher lifter my legs onto the books and then untied me. As he untied my last wrist I started to collapse and he had to put his arm round me to stop me from falling. She’d always wanted to go back to college, never managing to finish the first time around, but she couldn’t settle on which subject to study, being caught between business management and accounting – apparently, she had a good Scandal head for numbers.