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A Tale of FORBIDDEN LOVE

A Tale of FORBIDDEN LOVE

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'It really goin in now. I kin feel him. I doing it. He moving in and out. It feel so good.' Rhoda May's eyes are open again. 'He look so good, my Master--so nice to bring me so much pleasure.'
"Yez, it do hurt a little Master John, specally at first. Now it feel good, real good. Plez don stop....
Lady Jane is furious. "Doesn't he know enough to keep it in his pants? Wasn't it embarrassing enough with the household staff knowing about him playing around with my very own personal slave?" She knows she won't confront him. She'd just seen him coming out of the cotton storage, buckling his pants, that brazen little nigger slut Rhoda May following along behind like some happy little doggie, a bitch in heat. "That darkie was too darned young anyway. Well, this southern lady wasn't going to make a big fuss; she was going to get even.".....
Buck wondered what was up. The Lady sent her house servant to the shack where he lived; instructing Pearl to get him bathed and dressed, "Lady Jane wants to see him, tonight. I'll be over to get him after supper.".... Now he was clean and in his best clothes: his only ones except for those he worked in while in the fields.
'Masta John be gone to de big city to sell more cotton and won't be back fo several days, What in the world does the Missus want wid dis po nigga?'
Up the back stairs, past the servant's quarters, house shadows lit only by the lamp held by his guide, he enters the darkened, lavish bedroom with perfume smells, fluffy bedding, and its huge canopy bed. White netting is a seductive veil and through it he sees her, so alluring, almost frightening the way his blood stirs at this erotic scene. Batta, his guide, disappears down the darkened hallway. He's alone. With her! The room, basking in soft moonlight, ends its silence with a soft feminine voice,
"Come over here, Buck--Where I can see you better."
Buck stands nervously, hat in hand. He's closer, but still she beacons him nearer. Lying there, she's more beauty than he could ever imagine. Moonlight lights the erotic scene. Her soft, red curls highlight the pillow like a crimson ray. Whiter than white is his regal lady, so close, yet so far beyond his reach....
"Come closer Buck--don't be afraid."
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