It was about a week into our yearlong cruise from Earth in route to Taron. I was working at one of the many bars on the SS Minnow. It was one of the more vanilla themed bars with a raised platform for girls to dance on. There were chairs lining the edge of the stage. A bar dominated one side of the bar. There were tables, chairs and booths on the opposite side.
It was about an hour before closing time. I already had sex with a dozen guys and even one woman. I was cleaning the tables off getting ready to close for the night. A couple other girls were doing the same thing. We started off with twelve workers, but many of them left with customers. It was just me and two other girls left. Of course, we were all in the nude.
I looked over as another customer came inside. It was a Taronian. He was blue colored with prehensile tentacles for arms. His face also had a dozen nine-inch-long tentacles on his chin hanging down like a goatee and moving around. From what I heard the tentacles on his face was used to smell with. He didn't have a nose and his eyes were larger than a human's eye. Other than that, he looked just like any other human male. I had a hard time guessing how old a Taronian is based on looking at them.
He took a seat in one of the booths and was watching the dancer on stage. There was some electronic dance music being played over the speakers that the dance was swaying her body to. I went over towards the him. "Welcome to Bar 2C. My name is Courtney. What is your pleasure tonight?" I said to him as he looked at me with his dark eyes that really contrasted with his blue skin.
"Bring me a beer and then come over and sit by me."
I went over to the bar and asked for a beer. The bartender pulled on the tap and filled up a glass. He handed it to me and I made my way back to the Taronian. I put it on the table for him. His tentacle wrapped around it and he lifted it to his mouth as I sat down next to him in the booth. He drained about half of it before he set it down.
