She said that the only way shewould expect loyalty from me and would therefore forgive me, is if Iwillingly became a woman and joined the tribe. At fi...rst I didn'tunderstand her, I mean, how can I become a woman? If it was moderncivilization, I can still understand, there are operations to do thiskind of stuff, but here in the middle of the Amazon, how can they dothat. Without another thought, I said, "I agree!" I thought, theyperhaps would only want my willingness, since the process was. "My pleasure," Peter said. He was walking toward me and wasn't sure whether he would give me a peck on the cheek or not. He didn't. The next 30mins were spent loading my stuff into the new apartment. After the last box was brought up by the movers, we spent a good hour and a half un-boxing my stuff. After ordering pizza, I sat at one of the chairs at the kitchen and was massaging the back of my neck. It felt a bit stiff. Probably because of a wrong sleeping position."What's wrong?" He asked.. I told him with determination, ’I am going to your workplace at the lunch hour. I must see you. I can not wait more. Please, papi.’He laughed and told me he was too busy. I begged. He laughed and demanded that I describe how it was that I should act if I go to him. I had to conjure for him sexual acts in detail. At first, I was timid and said simple things like I would suck his cock. But he wanted more and more details. He made suggestions. I must wear something sexy. I had come to work in my. He'd run off and grab the stick, bring it back to me and then plonk himself down on the shingly sand to chew it to death.The wind was still quite strong but at least the rain had stopped. It was bitterly cold. We walked for about an hour before heading back to the warmth of the cottage. I packed up my things so as to be ready for the drive back to London after lunch. I dislike driving in the dark and hoped to be away by mid afternoon. Hopefully this would get me back into Town before the light.