What is your bidding, my master? I want to shove my lightsaber up your d**h-star trench, Cover your body with my Sith-lord stench. Yes. Kiss you sweet, just like little Anakin. Then f**k you dirty like a dark Jedi can. Juicy. Good. Obi-Wan never told you, and that just makes me harder. No... I am your father! When last we met, I was the catcher! Now I am the pitcher! I find your lack of pubic hair disturbing. I haven't felt this alive since Tatooine, the first time. Sister? You have a sister?