"Will...""I will be gentle...""William!!""I will pull out...""Uh—""A child wouldn't be such a bad idea at the moment..." He chuckled.Coming to halt but still entwined in between, her eyes went wide at the thought.This seemed to have William amused, he wondered if there was any angle or face that could ever make her look hideous, certainly not or maybe he was really deep in love. He never seemed to see any flaw, none at all."Did I say something wrong?" He asked when he saw a frown on her face.As she wrapped her arms around his neck, she was quick to say... "No, nothing to worry about!" She tried to put it off but William could see that the thought of a child scared her to death.The thought of her being sad or uncomfortable made his erection immediately deflate. She felt it as they were still corkscrewed together in the most intimate way possible. Pulling out he laid beside her and pulled her into his arms as he pulled the sheets over their naked bodies."I would never impregn
"You need to get over this fear of yours.." Hector said calmly as he cleared the table right after breakfast. It had been just the two of them in the dining hall. Panashe knew exactly what he was talking about but she did not want to indulge in self pity.Hector almost immediately took a seat beside Panashe and held her hand softly as he always did."You can not live your life forever as a nun. Life is very short and you have William, use him if you'd like. Let him cure your fear of penetration.""I'm scared..." She whispered."I have done enough of an adviser and a counselor's job in the past years. Just have sex." He chuckled."Very blunt and sounds deranged but the only way to face your fear and take back your power is to have sex. Who better than with William? This isn't for anyone but yourself. You can not continue being shaken or panicked everytime you wake up to William's hard wood." Hector then smiled, a sly smirk on his lips."A totally dream, I presume. Only a fool would lea
Distracted, blabbering a whole lot of anguish regarding letting their son know the truth.William out of impulse softly caressed her cheek, she stammered a bit as she came to a halt from talking. Silence accompanied with want, need, mixed emotions, unsaid words and a bit nervousness. They could both hear each other breathe. Panashe blinked a bit trying to calm herself.William's thumb softly caressed her bottom lip, like a volcano that had waiting to erupt for a long time... her clit immediately throbbed with need. Looking into his somber blue eyes, they had changed so much. They weren't as bright as they were six years ago. They looked exhausted... but a certain glimmer flourished whenever he was in her presence.She watched as his Adam's Apple bopped up and down. Pulling away would mean she did not want anything that was about to occur. The distance between them suddenly disappeared with a small step.The buds of her breasts felt rigid, her clit throbbed as if it had a heartbeat of
Austin Cunningham marched into the Gallagher home, a bloody mess, a scowl on his face, anger radiated all around him. Dust as if to show that he had came far. When the servants informed Lady Martha of an intruder, she had gone off to see whom it was. She was stunned when she saw Austin, all beaten up."Austin dear, goodness!! Do not tell me you got yourself into another fight?" She said quickly coming to his aid. Panashe had been standing behind her. She immediately went off to get a cloth and warm water with salt. It did not seem that bad but the blood running from his nose was concerning and his left eye, swollen almost closing."I came to see William, do not worry about me. I'm alright!""You're not alright Austin! Did you come all the way from your ranch then?"He nodded.Panashe unhesitatingly came to his aid. A little shy and intimidated she replied. "William is off to a house call. The birth of Mrs. Jenkins fourth."Lady Martha nodded. "He should be back by now but not to worry
"She hates him so much." William told Panashe as she massaged his tense shoulders in the comfort of their privacy after a long day. Shirtless, William closed his eyes enjoying her soft touch and how good it felt."I hated you too." She replied."Not to the point of spitting in my face. I reckon Austin has not been the least gentle with her. He once found her with her supposed lover and dragged to the stable to give her a beating. If I'm not mistaken, he informed me of taking advantage of her, while her lover watched. I do not think we should take her words lightly.""Do you gather he likes her?""Without a doubt. I presume he is in denial. Austin has never been this maniacal..." William chuckled."He constantly talks about her whenever we meet. Mostly all about how much he exceedingly loathes her. He claims he loathes her but goes out of his way to constantly be at her back making her and the supposed lover miserable.""All this makes my head hurt..." Panashe replied.William smiled t
After the little squabble that had went on earlier. William was aware that this was the right thing to do.Liam already knew whom his father was but seemed to hate him as much. It seemed Liam wanted to hold onto William as his father no matter what.Understandable this was the man who had raised him and for him to suddenly be calling his uncle father absolutely disgusted him."There is Edward, Roy, Oscar, Edith, Joe, Frances, Maggie, Chester, Ralph and Catherine are twins." Gerald said proudly.Liam tensed."You already have enough children, where am I supposed to fit in?""Liam, you do not have to fit in. You're my son, you're all different people."Liam only rolled his eyes. "I want to return—""No, you will not. Not after the way you treated Christian earlier." William said getting a little aggravated with his attitude."Why does he get to call you father? He is a negro, he doesn't deserve to know. I was saving him from the pain of knowing that he was a mistake that harmed my paren
The lustful gaze of need between them was binding. Her hand caressed his bare chest admiring how beautifully sculpted it felt and looked. Panashe was caught in between cowardice and longing. She wanted William but she was scared. She was afraid... she constantly had to remind herself that he was the same person whom she loved—'Raped you too.' Her subconscious joined.—This had been the first time, a man had ever seen me in nothing but my nakedness. It had also been the first time, I had ever seen a man naked. Terrified, was a feeling close to home. He didn't touch me anywhere else. He tried putting it in but I flinched.. he told me to be quiet. He tried pushing it in but it just wouldn't get in.He spat on his hands multiple times. I didn't understand what he was doing. After spitting on his hand, he jerked it off on that thing... I was scared stiff. Looking at it made me very uncomfortable. It made me nauseous... especially when it released bits of colorless substance here and ther
As much as Doris wanted, desired to make amends with her daughter... that way maybe just maybe she would also gain her freedom and maybe? Live in the mansion.Oh who knows... ahahah she thought to herself. As much as she wanted all that, her pride would not let her. She had assumed that sooner or later Panashe would come running back to her.She had always been that way, always needing her mothers protection. Suppose, things had changed, suppose she only needed William now? Suppose maybe Doris had pushed her too far.It was becoming a drag, how everyone wanted to know how her daughter was living? How, her grandson merely owned everything? Unbelievable, she would never believe it until she saw it.Joshua was a cunning devil, he absolutely hated negroes and for him to make that decision to leave half a negro everything his forefathers had worked decades and decades for. From being shoemakers to owning land and earning name for themselves amongst society and of independent means."You wo
Dear Hector.I could have sworn yesterday, just yesterday... we were together as he helped me write to you. The thought of it all fills my eyes with tears. Thank you for the letter you sent forth of your condolences, I must apologize that I did not reply almost immediately. I thank you for all your well wishes, I know if you could... you would have been here. My apologies yet again for replying only a year and a half later. I needed time, to re-evaluate everything, my life without him; well what's left of it. I needed to calm myself as I could not believe he was really gone. The last thirty-three years have been an unforgettable journey. I've had to restart this letter many times. Each time, I write and start to reminisce tears soak in the poor sheet. My heart feels heavy with hurt, I feel alone even when surrounded by all these wonderful people who care for me. I miss him every single day, his cologne, his smile, his—everything.I can not explain my sorrow and need to be with him. M
Good morrow.First off, do you understand the awkward position you're putting me in? William is writing on my behalf. I speak, he writes. I will learn soon enough, I will get better at writing but I can not bare having a horridly amateur written letter travel all the way to France to my dearest friend. You deserve the best there is and that is my husband's rather stunning handwriting.(Ps. It's William, how are you Hector? She doesn't know I wrote this part.)William and I are expecting, that is how I bribed him into hand writing my letter for me while I sat back and simply talked. The baby could be here anytime now, perhaps a day? A week? Who knows it's nine months already... with Christian you remember how he came early. I still can not fathom that I will go through with this again? I cried like a little child during Christian's birth. I'm only hopeful that this one goes just as smoothly. Besides, the perks of having a lifelong partner who happens to be a doctor could make it somewh
Bonjour madameI'm well aware that you were not expecting this but here, I am to inform you that I'm alive living in Lyon and still as faggot as could be. (dear lord Jesus I pray this does not fall in the wrong hands). If it does, I repeat... I Hector, I'm alive, well; learnt a bit of French and as homophile as could be. You, my dear friend probably assumed I'd be quick to forget you? I'd never, we've been through so much together. The past eight years of sorrows although I must admit when we first spoke, I should not have told you to hang yourself. In my defense... I was jealous because I was not the one William Gallagher was swooning over. My, asking you to hang yourself... that was very malicious. Especially in your state of pregnancy with my godson. I truly regret and take back my words when I stumble upon that memory in my thoughts.How I miss, England... France is stupendous, the French language is just comely very difficult but how I miss being around people who actually unders
"...uh William?""Yes darlin, I'm here." He said snuggling closer and enveloping her with his large arms. She fit perfectly."Where's my mother?" She asked.This caught William off guard, he had not expected her to ask of her as soon as she woke up. He did not want her to stress over pointless issues such as Doris but being fair, Doris was her mother and she had every right to know.He knew Panashe always always took her mother back no matter what, he was very much fearful of her asking for her mother. With her expecting there was no telling whether she would be happy or fuming."I—""You did what?""I've made a decision and from here on she will reside at a different plantation..""The Cunningham ranch?" She asked, that was the only ranch that was closer to theirs. William took his time replying... "She is better off far from here.""Where?""In another city far away from us? See what she did that was unforgivable! She wanted to take her life on my mother's porch, Doris is mental and
"If you dare take a step in my father's home, Doris!""I'm coming inside be it you like it or not. That is my daughter and and—" Doris stuttered, grieving fear that her daughter could die settled in. Her face went stale with fear... desperate to see to her daughter's needs. "I love her so much, I miss her dearly. You can not possibly be as vile as to leave me here. I gave birth to her, she is my little girl and I can't bare you manipulating her into being a white mans whore."With that, William had bottled up enough. His hand had been itching to do the unthinkable. He was worried for Panashe and here again he has to continue dealing with Doris. He wondered just how long he would have to deal with her.Everything had been going well until she came with her tantrums. Panashe was doing well until her mother came like the devil she is waiting to take away her happiness."Master William, she is heating up..." One of the maids who had been at Panashe's care told him.His heart dropped, he w
As they sat on the balcony enjoying the sun that rarely ever came out in England.Panashe had made lunch, it gave her an opportunity to treat the kitchen stuff with some human decency such as giving them a break or some days off.They saw Ralph Gallagher arriving from his date, the sixteen year old seemed aflamed, a visible grin on his face. Panashe could only hope that all had went well with Sandy.Liam had wanted to prove to his half brothers that negroes were normal people just like them, in doing so... he invited Ralph and Chester to meet Panashe.It had taken weeks to get acquainted and used to each other but with Panashe being very likable and accommodating... it was easy for Ralph and Chester to see why Liam loved her and could not blabbering about his childhood memories."Teenagers are gross!" Chester said to Liam who agreed with a chuckle and a look of disgust. Christian and Addie only seemed confused as they ate their food."He will probably talk about Sandy Hemings for an h
Hugging the blankets closer to her body, she could hear the echoes of kids laughing, playing and running around the corridors of the huge Gallagher home. She assumed, she had heard Liam but knowing the situation and how he had developed some sort of abhorrence and never failed his hostility towards her.A feeling of sadness had overcame her emotions lately. As much as she had confronted her mother and felt good about it... she couldn't help but feel sad.Not for her mother or their broken relationship, not for anyone or anything. It was overwhelming to think about everything she had been through. The tragedies that she had stumbled upon, the overwhelming feeling that this was her life.Maybe she did not deserve to have all the she had? Williams love and affection? The anxious feeling of knowing someday she might lose his love and attention. Her heart and mind her told her that she was not entirely alone... she had her son and William but a feeling of a dread always sneaked in and remi
Chester Gallagher was quick to pin Liam to the ground. Ruffling his hair in a playful manner, Liam groaned. "Off me you bloody gibface.""Ohh did your mental mother teach you that one?" He chuckled, seemingly not offended.Groaning with anger, Liam grabbed a handful of Chester's hair making him wince. "Quit being a meater Liam and fight me with you fists...""No chance, hornswoggler!""Wait—" Chester said offended. "Did Ralph teach you that?""Maybe..""RALPH!!!" They both yelled.The young man entered the room only to see the two brawling at each other like animals. Reading his mail, he only turned to look the other way."Why did you teach him that?" Chester asked a tad bit hurt. "I thought I was your favorite brother—"Liam finally sat up breathing hard after having been pinned down for too long by his nearly obese half brother."Well, Liam helped me say a few kind words to Sandy... in my last letter." Ralph replied. "Look here, she replied. She even called me handsome worthy...""T
Even though seventy-two hours had passed, she could still feel the present ache of disappointment, hurt, frustration?Panashe did not know how to feel. Her tears refused to fall, she told everyone she was doing alright. She smiled but beneath it all she could feel the anger and hatred towards her mother growing and growing... William had questioned how she wanted to handle the whole situation but she told him, she would deal with it and that she did. Doris was no longer her mother, they were merely strangers and she had made that very clear on their last encounter.—"Panashe, did you see what that lover of yours did to me?" Her mother let out crocodile tears. "How can he shame me in front of all those people? Manhandle me in the presence of the people I live with..."Panashe crossed her arms allowing her mother to talk. "You only came to see me as of late? Why now? You have been distributing goodies for everyone but now you're here out of guilt?" This made Panashe let out a bitter