Cassius was given a seat while I remained standing. Slaves brought wine and fruit, though none was offered to me. I gathered that the man’s name was Regulus; he and Cassius conversed at length, with much laughter. Then they both looked at me. Cassius ordered two of the slave-girls present to remove my tunic. By now I was accustomed to be naked in front of men; I stood still, my arms behind my back, not attempting to cover my body. Regulus got to his feet and drew near. He inspected me closely, touching here and there, checking the firmness of my breasts, pinching a n****e, turning me round and squeezing my bottom, like you might a melon at the market. He made me open my mouth so he could look at my teeth. Then he said to open my legs. He had a little fondle of my cunt, then pushed a finger
