When he let go he said, panting slightly, “So let me see that routine again – your performance when you were being sold.” He sat down on the bed and they stood facing him, some distance away. They removed their robes and placed them on the side. He watched while they leaned forward and swayed their breasts from side to side, raised their arms, leaned back and thrust out their mounds. There was a pause and Tibullus remembered about the trader clapping his hands. But even as he did they turned. They bent over and touched their toes. “Right, freeze like that,” Tibullus said. “From here we’ll go to the poses you did yesterday. One of you against the wall, the other bending over. But before that, I’ll just...” He got up. He walked over to them, tilted and with little short steps because of

