"Don't ask so many questions, look down and you will understand. Someone has started bidding for number one. Would you like to try it too?" Oliver pointed to the cage.

"Number One?" I found that it was still a boy, still very young.

"That poor guy. He is only 18, and desperately in need of a master to show him the ropes. How young and fresh... Why don't you try to win this auction and bring him back for some fun?" Oliver's tone is ambiguous.

"For your fun, rather??"

Oliver shook his head, "No, no. I’ve already had my fun."

"Perverted! I won't participate. Resolutely not."

Oliver smiled. "That's what...