Being single at that particular time of my busy life, I felt free to flirt and have affairs, with so whom I choice better yet whom I hand infatuation it that moment, or like what the sad our how the look it mi etc, mied you! in those days, this behavior was not seen very nice of a lady, especially with a indian or a younger man, then he public did not have nice names like gugars, not that nice, but they call nasty names like luce women or even worst.
After having few cocktails and drinks with same local food, in this dining room that was so exotic and romantic, music was playing people where dancing and others just drinking, some sitting playing chess and another talking of this man Rudy and others of Anatoly the gold and diamond man, of the local white men that men who was so lucky to get them and of course that was my brother.
The ones that did not know who I was, when heart of mi, then inevitably somebody we’ll whisper and let them know and then when they knew then they came to my site and offer me drinks and wanting to know more about this world, which really I did not known, I just play a role, the sister of this famous big white diamond gold men the jungle men the crazy loved Russian.
The stars came about and the shining brilliant moon with the whispering breeze and the roaring of this water falls which all of this made it a magic place and night, he air was full of romantic perfumed smell Orchids and such.
The indian which name I don’t remember now? came too take me back to the island , I did not resist, I knew their is no one in the island, but an hammock and candles or a gas linter light.
The smell of this jungle come emanating from him as we were going on the boat tours the island and setting behind him could no eboit smelling him, the sky way full of starts and my hand caressing the water as the boat gently move thru the dark water , the brightness of the moon show his dark chocolate shining back from the waist up muscular and strong, that made me shiver,
As we lande in the island, he jump out too pull the boat in may favorite site of the island of course, then he secure the boat , then held his arms too help me so I don’t get wet my pretty sandals and pants, but instead my hands he simply took me in his arms like a feather and gently stood me up in the shore past the white foam, I had my sandals in my hands so when he put me done in the warm pink sand, it felt like a very nice massage, that warm pink sand between my toes and warm me more than I was already, the brilliant moon was shining on the dark water reflecting her light and also in our faces shining too on our bodies, behind us the roaring of the waterfalls, the smell of the orquideas and wild tropical jungle flowers where imbricating , plus after all the drinks I hand I was floating. Standing their nest too him and looking at this beauty as he was still holding my hand, then slowly turning to him staring in to each other eyes, there’s where no words necessary and no words were sad, for passion is silent, turning around we start waking too may hut and my momentary home, we walk holding our breath , my heart was burning with a new unknown flame .
I don’t remember how long it took us to get from the shure too may hut, in my mind was not an worry that possible some one can see us from the mainland, sathently their it was the hut and that big hamacas just swinging in the breeze just like waiting for us, the breeze opened it like a fan and we feel in it weebs , now I was feeling his strong arms around me and that bewitching smell of his falling singing deep in the hamaca and completely entwine in each other bodies, in the world of magic jungle land.
He spoke Spanish with that strange accent but as he kiss me he sexely wiesper on may ears that Amazon indian dialect , and to this day I don’t known what he said? I only could feel at, then with the thousands kisses the night went so fast passing true without apologising .
It was early morning may be 5am the sun was just awaking the earth and the sound of the jungle stop and only the roaring of the waterfall you could heard at lowder, and then he was gone, did I dream all this?
I did not go any where that day just seat by the river and sun bait and drink, same more of the hidden bottles I found in the other hut made of aluminum, for safeguarding valuables from the rein, as the night begin I felt that presence, is him , that smell embracing the air I breathe, this new experience, savege , wonderful passionate I did not known before.
Just his tough electrified me.
Too tell your the truth I probably would never have down any of this, if I was not totally inebriated.
Will, I ever known???
Following morning I walk and heard my brother calling me, Luda , I look around, is my brother, with fear I look around for him , he was gone, gone.
My brother would kill him, he could in those days and in a place call Canaima of course it would be very bead for all. ,
Luda get some eggs, start the fire, there is wood behind the another hut, and here is some bacon row, don’t you ever had a wild boar bacon?.
We having some friends over.
Their 2 women and 3 men and lots of bottles of beer and other supplies and more vodka of course.