Only Humans on the Inside

Chapter 3

WINTER - The School of Senses

 

Her hair was sparkling. It gave her an exotic, sultry look. Her body was painted and only tiny pieces of clothes covered strategic parts. She’d studied her movements and style to increase the sexual curiosity and lust of the opposite sex, or of the same sex.

 

Unlike the composed and serene Winter, this Lionesa was not picky and liked to experience everything when it came to the science of physical feeling.

 

She roamed her hands over her body, preparing herself to the onslaught of sensations she was about to feel. The anticipation made her legs tremble.

 

Lionesa was a success. Men and women were made to think they were special because she made them feel like they were special. A feline resting that they would arouse and drive wild. But it was not them. It was the her. She did it to herself. Touching her body the way she desired to be touched, loosing all the shame and composure to a high value than the Rebellion and New Republic. Her feelings.

 

Winter was tired of being invisible.

 

Winter was tired of being confused with the princess only because she had a regal pose, and then, once the mistake was corrected, she was forgotten.  It served her well. But it was irritating, none-the-less.  She could slap Leia sometimes.  That frigid princess.  The Ice Queen was freezing even Solo!

 

The place was a joint.  But it served her well just like that.  No one knew or recognized her.  She was ready.  Her perfect memory made her learn and memorize more than just conversations and protocol.  It wasn’t the kind of place they sent her, even in the Rebellion days; but she wanted to see something different, so she had offered herself to some missions that she knew would require to go to the underworld of civilization.

 

On those visits she only observed and learned.  It was later that she felt the calling of a second life.  It was later that she thought about putting to use the seduction tricks she had seen.

 

Someone was approaching.  She looked out into the room.  A blue being motioned her to come closer.

 

“Lionesa, one of Zeto’s favorite customers has arrived. He signaled for you to come.”

 

“Oh! Who is he?”

 

“Why would you care? No room for being picky here.  But, I would say you got lucky.”

 

Winking, he left.  Lionese stood alone on the corridor.  It was show time.
 
She moved to the main room.  Zeto was talking to a human man.  He looked nice, but he had on a hat and he was looking the other way.  She smiled.  As long as she could see she would have less trouble than usual pretending that she was performing to Han Solo.  If only she had been the one needing to be rescue all those years ago…

 

Never taking her eyes off of her prey, she moved closer, ready for action.
 
As she approached the table the man turned.  He made a face that mirrored hers, the disbelief and panic of having being discovered.  Zeto looked from one to another.

 

“Oh! It’s seems that you know each other!”

 

In front of her stood Han Solo. Disguised, and maybe because of that, more Han than ever. She looked around but she didn’t see anyone with him. So, he had a second life too… Who could brag about knowing the others? No one really.

 

Han couldn’t think of anything to say. Winter? Here? Like this?

 

 Winter was the first one to regain composure.

 

“Oh Zeto. We met someplace else. Small galaxy!”

 

Han smirked. She was playing his game too. After all there was hope for Soilan. He wouldn’t have to die or change. He had two choices. Or, let her go or talk to her about this.

 

“But it was a nice surprise, Zeto. As always you find the best. I will have a great night.”

 

“I’ll leave the two of you alone then.”

 

Zeto left. Lionesa faced Soilan, trying to see behind the mask the true Han and the true Winter.

 

Han sat and made a gesture for her to sit too.

 

“So, did Leia sent you here to study the habits of stripers?”

 

“Maybe she wants a diplomatic representation of lower Coruscant on the Senate. What’s your excuse? Looking for parts for the Falcon and can only find them in joints older than that excuse for spaceship?”

 

Another time, another person and Han would have made them pay, but he was having fun, and he liked the spirit, he was surprised by the fresh novelty of the situation and of Winter’s hidden personality.
Half hiding his smirk behind his drink as he sipped it.

 

“By the way. I’m Soilan here”

“I’m Lionesa. And by the way, how many Bothan spies will I have to kill to have a drink?”

 

TBC