<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/26/Tiala.jpg)</div><br/><br/>And quite a sight the Nautolan would get.  As with so many Twi'lek women, Tiala had the perfect balance of athletic and feminine.  Her pale blue skin was lovely and perfect, glistening with water from the refresher.  As she turned to face him, he would get first a sight of her rear, rounded and tight.  Tiala turned slowly, giving him an equally lovely sight of her silken blue thighs, her slender waist and flat stomach.  Her beautiful bare breasts, water churning around them, soft purple nipples standing out against her blue skin.<br/><br/>Tiala's amber eyes widened, just a little; it was a surprise... but at the same time, not much of a surprise.  While she couldn't do the math nearly as fast as BN-K1, she was used to passengers being rather bold.  Idly, she wondered which came first; the arousal she felt towards the end of a mission, or the tendency for her and passengers to end up enjoying each others' company?<br/><br/>It didn't matter.  Tiala's lips first pursed, then slowly curled up at the corners as she studied Tak, her amber eyes tracing his muscled chest.<em>Oh my.</em><br/><br/>Tiala tilted her head, giving him a coy look through her eyelashes.  "Company, hmmm?  Maybe.  I was just thinking I could use some help washing my back."  Her lips curled up further.  "Or maybe my front."<br/><br/>She bit her lip, her coy look growing more playful.  Slowly, she turned at the waist, her torso swaying back and forth.  Shifting just a little, she clasped her hands together in front of her.  Her arms pressed against her generous breasts from the sides, squeezing them together, emphasizing their shape and form, almost as though offering them to the Nautolan.