darkness as silence filled the house.
Solange wanted a white man's child and deliberately went about it the only way she knew how. But the fact remains that I am deeply ashamed of myself.
He was ashamed of his ignorance in sexual matters. Until this moment he'd always considered himself a good lover, but now it came to him with a jolt that he was selfish, inconsiderate, and woefully ignorant. A real man would take total responsibility when he made love to a woman. Any male who cannot prevent an unwanted pregnancy is not a man, but a boy.
He remembered, on his travels through Italy, hearing of young men who had mastered the art of prolonged intercourse by practicing partial release or postponement of release altogether. Young men in Europe who got girls pregnant were mocked and scorned for their ignorance and lack of technique. Their concept of maleness required sophistication is sexual matters.
Nicholas decided to study the sexual moors of other cultures. From now on when I make love to a woman, I swear I will take care of her. He vowed to learn to be a skilled and attentive lover, enjoying the intense excitement of a female's response rather than concentrating on his own orgasm. It's rumored that postponement of release leads to increased potency. He would discover the truth of that for himself.
Maggie slipped out of her gown and sat at her dressing table in her revealing shift. She brushed her red hair until it crackled. When he came into the bedroom, she watched him with hungry eyes, and hoped that she excited him half as much as he excited her. By the time he removed his shirt and her eyes slowly took in the full splendor of him, she was slick with anticipation.
Three days later, as the empty log barges were hauled slowly back upriver by the mules Nicholas had purchased, he talked with his men about his future plans for himself and for them. "The extra mules will enable us to get all the land at Paradise cleared. I want each of you to have your own cabin, your own plot of land to grow food, and space enough for chickens and hogs and other livestock." Nicholas and Samuel presently resided in the stables. The building was so large, airy, and clean, it was a source of pride to all of them.
"I don't intend to grow as much rice next planting season. I'd like to drain all the land that's marshy into a man-made lake that will be ornamental and part of the formal garden that will surround the house on Paradise Hill."
The house itself would have to wait for a year, but he could visualize it down to its last detail. He would start laying out the formal gardens as soon as cooler weather came and then in spring along with the crops, he would plant and transplant camellias, brilliant azaleas, roses, hibiscus, lilies, magnolias, and dogwood. The gardens would stretch down from the front of the house to the grassy banks of the meandering Ashley River. A house is like a jewel. It needs a magnificent setting to display it to perfection.
A few miles downriver from Paradise, they floated past Williamson's great lumber mill. On the spur of the moment, Nicholas decided to leave the thirty rafts of logs to be turned into building lumber. They rode the mules home, laughing and singing all the way.
Chapter Six
In November, Bernard Jackson traveled up to Richmond, Virginia, the capital of the Confederacy of Southern States. Nicholas had agreed to move into Brandon's garçonnier bachelor quarters in the far back of the house, and Bernard had a word with each of his daughters separately.
Jennifer Joy was her daddy's girl, and always had been. Bernard never looked at her without amazement that he had produced such a pretty, delicate-looking daughter. "Now Jenny, I know I don't need to remind you of the proprieties. You've been raised properly and know full-well the behavior that is expect of a lady when an unmarried man is staying in the house. You must never be alone, so that your reputation is safeguarded at all
Solange wanted a white man's child and deliberately went about it the only way she knew how. But the fact remains that I am deeply ashamed of myself.
He was ashamed of his ignorance in sexual matters. Until this moment he'd always considered himself a good lover, but now it came to him with a jolt that he was selfish, inconsiderate, and woefully ignorant. A real man would take total responsibility when he made love to a woman. Any male who cannot prevent an unwanted pregnancy is not a man, but a boy.
He remembered, on his travels through Italy, hearing of young men who had mastered the art of prolonged intercourse by practicing partial release or postponement of release altogether. Young men in Europe who got girls pregnant were mocked and scorned for their ignorance and lack of technique. Their concept of maleness required sophistication is sexual matters.
Nicholas decided to study the sexual moors of other cultures. From now on when I make love to a woman, I swear I will take care of her. He vowed to learn to be a skilled and attentive lover, enjoying the intense excitement of a female's response rather than concentrating on his own orgasm. It's rumored that postponement of release leads to increased potency. He would discover the truth of that for himself.
Maggie slipped out of her gown and sat at her dressing table in her revealing shift. She brushed her red hair until it crackled. When he came into the bedroom, she watched him with hungry eyes, and hoped that she excited him half as much as he excited her. By the time he removed his shirt and her eyes slowly took in the full splendor of him, she was slick with anticipation.
Three days later, as the empty log barges were hauled slowly back upriver by the mules Nicholas had purchased, he talked with his men about his future plans for himself and for them. "The extra mules will enable us to get all the land at Paradise cleared. I want each of you to have your own cabin, your own plot of land to grow food, and space enough for chickens and hogs and other livestock." Nicholas and Samuel presently resided in the stables. The building was so large, airy, and clean, it was a source of pride to all of them.
"I don't intend to grow as much rice next planting season. I'd like to drain all the land that's marshy into a man-made lake that will be ornamental and part of the formal garden that will surround the house on Paradise Hill."
The house itself would have to wait for a year, but he could visualize it down to its last detail. He would start laying out the formal gardens as soon as cooler weather came and then in spring along with the crops, he would plant and transplant camellias, brilliant azaleas, roses, hibiscus, lilies, magnolias, and dogwood. The gardens would stretch down from the front of the house to the grassy banks of the meandering Ashley River. A house is like a jewel. It needs a magnificent setting to display it to perfection.
A few miles downriver from Paradise, they floated past Williamson's great lumber mill. On the spur of the moment, Nicholas decided to leave the thirty rafts of logs to be turned into building lumber. They rode the mules home, laughing and singing all the way.
Chapter Six
In November, Bernard Jackson traveled up to Richmond, Virginia, the capital of the Confederacy of Southern States. Nicholas had agreed to move into Brandon's garçonnier bachelor quarters in the far back of the house, and Bernard had a word with each of his daughters separately.
Jennifer Joy was her daddy's girl, and always had been. Bernard never looked at her without amazement that he had produced such a pretty, delicate-looking daughter. "Now Jenny, I know I don't need to remind you of the proprieties. You've been raised properly and know full-well the behavior that is expect of a lady when an unmarried man is staying in the house. You must never be alone, so that your reputation is safeguarded at all
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