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324 pages, Paperback
First published June 1, 1978




Gideon started for the door, muttering angrily, "Uncle Malcolm is going to hear about this." But Roxanne's anxious voice called him back. "No, Gideon, let it be. I acted like a damned hussy and I deserved what I got."


"She knew that Ruth was Uncle Malcolm's woman had been for many years. He had bought her from a brutal stepfather when she was but fourteen years old. He built her a small cabin a few miles from his own and settled her in. Over the years, he had visited her regularly, instructing her in how best to please a man in bed."
"...After so long a time, it was evident that the teacher was still very adept. For although Ruth was still a young woman, she had never turned to a younger man. Of course, there is Gideon, Roxanne thought. I don't suppose he counts, though."
"...It was Malcolm himself who first took her cousin to see Ruth. Gideon had told Roxanne all about it one day."


"Ruth, the lad's been playin' with himself! Take him to bed and show him ..."
..."Did you go just the one time?" He had grinned widely and shook his head. "Hell no. I've been goin' regular ever since." "Does Uncle Malcolm know?"

His hand had gone immediately inside Ruth's blouse, and Roxanne could see the kneading of his fingers through the material. She looked away in embarrassment as Ruth laughed and slapped at his hand. "Shame on you, Malcolm. In front of Roxy."
"...Then, before her popeyed stare, Malcolm had carried Ruth to the bed and was pushing her skirt up around her waist. My God, Roxanne thought, hurrying to sit down with her back to them, he's going to make love to her right under my nose. Amid the noise of the thumping and bumping on the bed, she blushed furiously and would have left the cabin it if wasn't so cold outside."

"For the first time in his life he did not want to hurt a woman."



"Honey, I don't know if I'm talkin' out of turn, but I think there's something you ought to know. There's a young Indian girl that goes up to Seth's place about every day. I see her cross the river, and Seth always meets her."
"Little Doe will keep you warm." Caleb smiled now. She had continued to do so ever since.
"...He felt a stirring in his loins. Little Doe was delightful in bed. He had experienced his second virgin, and in the long cold nights he had coached her carefully in the ways that he enjoyed."


