I fuck her again in the morning but don’t want to shoot my load and say, this afternoon. I ask whether we can take a few more pics on the balcony, with the baby oil and a bikini, this with my large camera; she says yes. We go down to the Safari Inn for breakfast, we are both exuberant and in good moods. After breakfast we went to the Nakumatt, I needed shower-gel and bananas, I was not to forget the baby oil. Finally she wants an ice cream, this suits me so we nip off down to Roberto’s. She has an Amaretto Cup; I have a Roberto’s and a Hemmingway Cup.

On the way back to the hotel she decides that she wants to go for a swim, I manage to change her mind; we can do that tomorrow, we want to take the photos today, OK. She is tired after the ice cream and wants a bit of sleep, me, you’re not serious, we agreed upon taking the photos etc. She’s tired. After having a shower she wraps herself in a towel, lies on the bed and wants to sleep. I’m angry, put my photo equipment away and ask her why she doesn’t go home if she’s tired, she can sleep there. She gets dressed.

After a few discussions and almost – getting on – actions, she leaves, I don’t hold her back. After talking to her in a friendly and reasonable manner she told me she wanted to go, I say OK, go. She wants another drink; I say no, you want to go home so go. Earlier I had told her that if she goes she doesn’t have to come back again. She said, “I want one beer”, she always said beer for a drink, don’t know why. I get a bottle out of the fridge, leave the top on and put it in her plastic handbag. Later she takes the bottle out of her bag and puts it on the fridge. She asked whether they could meet later, I said yes, maybe, but don’t believe it. There comes a point when the irritating should come to an end. She takes everything with her, I give her another 2000 for the night, is OK for me.

On seeing her off I told her to take care, she wanted a kiss on the cheek, but no more. She left the room without saying goodbye. After a couple of minutes there was a knock at the door, she wants her chewing gum, I open the drawer and throw one into her bag, she wants more, then she puts her hand in and grabs her lollipops. Maybe that’s all she really wanted, mysterious action. Once in front of the room door with all her bags she either shouts something to the chambermaid or asks her something, she was quite loud, don’t know what but it doesn’t bother me anyway. I shut the door and that’s it. Kiss my arse, who the hell am I then, neither am I going to run after a stupid whore nor let her nursemaid me.

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I consider what I could do, I could go down to the beach to check out what’s going on during the afternoon; but I’m too tired and decide to have a nap.

After about two hours or so, a knock at the door, she calls “I’m back”, comes in with a couple of presents, a cuddly toy dog, which she drags around with her for quite a while and a plastic palm tree, god knows why. A little helplessly she told me that she felt sorry about things, I gave in, not immediately and compellingly, I’m a bit peeved off. But then again I really do like her. She knows very well that she is good looking and what effect she has. Earlier on, in front of the mirror, she made use of this. I can compensate for this because I don’t just have a pair of balls.

But now she has to pay the price.

To be continued…