Unlike the most people who came to Africa looking and capturing animals, Jane and her father came to study wild animals, exotic plants and to teach african people english language. Jane's father believed that they could learn so much about each other's culture once african natives learnd English. Jane had the same opinion. She did not believe that blacks were lower race or something just because they had different customs or bacause they didn't dress like English people. God Lord, here in Africa was so hot that it was no surpris that natives were almost nude. But she could live with that, the same was with food they had. Jane and her father had a deal that she would give basic english lessions while her father would be in charge of advanced English. That was a good thing because Jane was good in explaining things to the people, especially children who loved her, with many examples. Deep black curious eyes would watch her and a blackboard she used.
But there was a pair of eyes watching her from a tree. Owner of those eyes observed and studied her every move. Like a predator watching it's prey. The eyes were very focused on Jane whenever she was out teaching or playing with children. And she did love to play with children, it was so obvious. The mysterious watcher would view her moves, they way she walked, her expressions and especially her cloth which was not familiar to the watcher. The watcher was known to the natives as a spirit of the jungle who would prey on anyone who would try to abuse and break the sacret rule of killing in the jungle – only kill for food. The Jungle Spirit for days observed Jane, in the eyes of the Spirit she was very pelicular creature and was completely different that tha natives known to the Spirit. Dressed in the long light dress or in white shirt and long skirt with her blond hair, Jane quickly got the Spirit interested in her so mutch that the Spirit wanted to meet and get to know her. Only if there was any chance that she would be alone. So the Spirit waited for such opportunity to occur and fortunaly, it did not take long. One Sunday Jane was playing with kids outside the village.
"Alright, I will count to 20. Everyone hide!" She was facing a tree with her eyes closed while shw was counting. She started to count an by the number 15 all the children ran away and hid in various places. This was the chance the Spirit waited for! The Spirit began slowly to go down a tree and step by step approached Jane.
"Four, three, two... " before she managed to say ONE her handkerchief was gone. Before the game even started she left her handkerchief on a small branch. Being from America, Jane was not yet used to the african hot weather and often carried with her a handkerchief to mop sweatdrops from her face, neck and hands. She was sure that for a moment someone was there. Someone took her handkerchief but Jane didn't hear anything, she FELT something. Whoever was the thief was quick and soundless. The only thing she knew was a direction the thief came from by a small breeze left by hand move. The girl, being brave and adventurous, started to look for the handkerchief thief.
"Halo." She called but was met only with silence. There were only plants and bugs,...and jungle spirits as the natives believed. Bah!
"I know that you took my handkerchief," Jane walked into smal circular space full of tropical bushes. Inner voice told her that the thief was here and very close. "We are from America. My father is a professor so I did not grow up bellieving in spirits." Indeed, she wasn't. She would find out who the handkerchief thief was. She carefully observed bushes and plants around here, and there she noticed a pair of eyes. Peircing blue eyes. Jane could not remember if she saw anyone of the natives who had such eyes, the blue eyes. An there, there was a flash of white, her handkerchief. No, the handkerchief thief was not someone from the native village, she was sure. But then who? Jane decide to find out.
"You are welcome to have," she said calmly. The eyes kept watching her, the thief did not move. Was thatperson scared? But why? Jane wasn't intimidating, but completely opposite. The natives loved her. "Will you speak to me?" Jane asked, her tone friendly. The handkerchief thief hesitated and then came out from bushes. Jane was shocked, before her eyes stood naked young man with messy hair. He didn't say a word, just stared at her like he never saw a human being in his life. Jane also stared at him and at his naked body which was very pleasant sight. He looked like live personification of greek god Ares, god of war. No, he was even better than any greeco-roman male statue. His intimate was MUCH bigger that of the statue. Jane caught herself staring at it and quickly composed herself. The stranger came closer with one hand raised. Jane didn't dare to move, not because of fear (there was almost no fear), but out of curiousity. The man took one more step and they were only a foot away from each other. He leaned and sniffed her.
"You must know that this is very peculiar." She said. The mans was strange, acting like an animal. He took a strand of her hair and then proceed to sniff her her face, neck, torso... "I am not sure my father finds it very apropriate..." If it was any other, more civilized man Jane no doubt would be angry. But she could not bring herself to be angry at this strange wild man, the truth was she felt strange and confused. Then she felt him sniff her crotch. NOW she was angry, pissed off.
"I don't think so, wild man!" she jumped and hit him. The man backed off, landing on his knees and stared at her. She could clearly see surprise written on his face, which (she had to admitt) was very handsome. The next moment he left in hurry. Did she scared him?
"No, no. Wait." Jane felt bad that she scared him. Although he sniffed her, he did not try to hurt her at all. He acted...like an animal, like a dog. Who was he? Jane decided to follow him. She ran after him."Wait. Please!" In one moment she thought that she lost him. Suddenly she heard an animal cry and saw huge gorilla. This do no look god, thought Jane. The gorilla ran to her ready to attack her. Jane started to run, but did not go to far because she triped and fall. The gorilla was close, now she gonna die. But before the gorilla manage to hit her, the wild man came back and landed himself over her body, sheilding her from gorilla's powerful fist attack. The animal hit him few times before it left leaving Jane and the wild man alone. The moment the gorilla left, he fall on her body completely exhausted. Jane was is shock. There she was lying on the ground with this strange naked wild man over her. Slowly she tried managed to get herself out of him.
"Help! Somebody, I need help!" she screamed and yelled until some of the natived did not come. She asked them to help her and bring the wild man to the village where she and her father dwelled. She could not leave him here to die, that would be cruel. He saved her life and Jane was very grateful.