Charity painting

Chained to him, chained at the neck, was a sad, pretty dancing-girl, a member ofFortuna's species, with two dry, shapely tentacles sprouting from the back of her head,hanging suggestively down her bare, muscled back. Her name was Oola. Lookingforlorn, she sat as far away as her chain would allow, at the other end of the dais. And sitting near Jabba's belly was a small monkeylike reptile named SalaciousCrumb, who caught all the food and ooze that spilled out of Jabba's hands or mouthand ate it with a nauseating cackle. Shafts of light from above partially illuminated the drunken courtiers as BibFortuna crossed the floor to the dais. The room was composed of an endless seriesof alcoves within alcoves, so that much of what went on was, in any case, visible onlyas shadow and movement. When Fortuna reached the throne, he delicately leanedforward and whispered into the slobbering monarch's ear. Jabba's eyes becameslits…then with a maniacal laugh he motioned for the two terrified droids to bebrought in.