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In its way was this not an invitation? Might it not suggest to someone a convenience, an opportunity? I recalled how the instructresses had drilled me in that gait, at once arrogant, vulnerable, and ready, a gait that said, in effect, "I am a slave, what will you make of that, Masters?" When they were satisfied, they had invited two guards into one of the large training rooms. In this exercise I had been permitted a house tunic. One must learn to wear, and move well within, tunics, camisks, gowns, slave strips, ta-teeras, and such, of various sorts. "Walk," had said the leader of the instructresses, "walk, Allison, in the third walk of the slave". There are, of course, a repertory of behaviors, walks, postures, prostrations, obeisances, and such, with which a slave is trained. They are, after all, intended to be sold as dreams of pleasure to men. "Aii!" had cried one of the fellows, leaping up. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter )