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"You are too young," he said, blinking, stepping back, wiping his hand across his bearded face. He then turned about, almost falling, and staggered away. I am not too young, she thought, angrily. Many men, fine men, strong men, virile men, do not think me too young at all! There had been, she had learned, twenty-one bids on her, following her release from the upright bar and the exhibition cage. These bids set the price at which she would be initially offered to the buyers, that point at which the bidding would start. She knew she was, in effect, guaranteed a sale to the highest starting bid, even if no one in the entire camp cared to bid even a tarsk-bit more. She had not been told, of course, what the highest bid of the twenty-one bids had been. - (Prize of Gor)