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After working all morning, I was glad to see the lunch break, and have a chance to talk with Kwaku. I got my food and sat down with Kwaku, and proceeded to tell him about my arrangement with Araway. I informed Kwaku that I would be living in the pit for the next thirty some days. He quickly ask if I would be sleeping in the slave quarters, with him, I told him yes, but that Araway had given instructions to the Overseer, that we were to be kept apart at night. That didn’t go over well, he wanted to spend more time together talking at night.

We finished talking and went back to work, and I had the same conversation with my working partner. He would ask me questions about, why I wanted to stay in the pit and why I had to follow the same rules as he and the others. I answered all his questions, and he seemed to understand the reasoning. The afternoon went fast, with keeping busy working and answering questions.

The Overseer came and informed me it was time for my workout with Kwaku. So I hurried to the clean up area and hosed off, and waited for Kwaku. After he showed up and clean off, we started my training session. It went well, Kwaku and I didn’t talk about anything but wrestling and what I was doing either right or wrong.

After our workout time was over, the Overseer showed up with all the other workers. He then proceeded to hose us down, as we washed and cleaned off all the sweat and dirt. We then proceeded to the eating shelter for our evening meal. Kwaku and I sat together eating and talking about how my training had gone, and about the up coming bedtime.

I had finished eating and was just talking with Kwaku, when the Overseer called me over. He was standing with a man I had not see before, and he introduced him as the new night guard. He would be incharge of the workers at night, and see that all went well.

I stood there feeling very uncomfortable, because the new guard was starring at me and looking me over from head to toe. He was a nice looking man, a few years older than me, and he didn’t have the usual look of a typical native male. I tried to look at him while the Overseer explained who I was, and about my spending the next thirty some days sleeping in the slave quarters. But I felt embarrassed and would catch myself looking down at the ground. I was able to hold back the urge to cover my genitals with my hands, but I wanted to do that the whole time.

Finally after giving the new guard all the instructions, on how to handle me, the Overseer left leaving me in the charge of the guard. The guard continued to look me over, and tell me he was going to see that I followed the rules just like the others.

He informed me he had just gotten out of the military, and that he had been in charge of other men. He said for the last week or so, he had been running things like he did in the military, that he was treating the men in the pit like he treated soldiers. He told me he expected me to follow the same guidelines, and to obey his commands. I told him yes sir no problem, he said he was glad I was willing to co-operate. He said he didn’t want to complain to the Overseer, that I was disobedient or disrespectful.

He then told me to stand at attention, and that was the way I would stand when he was addressing me. That I would answer him with yes sir, no sir, and alway say sir before speaking or asking a question. While I was standing at attention, he walked around me giving me the once over. I felt his fingers rubbing over my slave brand, and he said he wanted to hear all about that and other things.

He had me remain at attention while he called the other men over. He had the others stand st attention, then he marched us to the slave quarters.