You head toward the most colorful section of the slave market, that containing the dancers. This carel is full of girls dressed in an enormous variety of colorful and rather exotic costumes. A gentle melodic beat arises from the central yard where a number of girls are either displaying their dancing skills or talents with musical instruments. You stop for a moment mesmerized by the beautiful music and the sensual and athletic movements of the dancers.
Your momentary trance is broken when a slaver gently elbows you and comments "Are not my girls a delight for the soul?"
You nod your head and smile back "That they are, they are superbly trained and rather tempting to add one or two to my harem"
He gives you a curious look "So sir would you be interested in buying or perhaps learning more about my training methods?"
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