Sarah Mac’s Reviews > Bayou > Status Update

WHUT. GIRL. I CAN'T EVEN. O____o

In which Gabriel's son Rene falls for an ebony slave named Rose: 'Her fingers were on his wrist; they felt like fiery iron, & she was pulling him between two cabins & beyond, into the sugarcane, & he could not resist. There was, in the world, only the field, their own private, rustling place; only darkness with paling stars, & a moment that could be theirs.'

"I'll be the best wife in Louisiana. You can hold your head in pride, I promise. But I promise more, Gabriel Leblanc. I'll never forgive you for what you've done! And, whenever the feeling takes me, I'll make you pay. I'll make your life a living hell--when I please--until the day I die!" ....How charming is this moo? >:P

'The identity of the whispering girl under his hands was forgotten. Her desperate flight did not exist. Even her illness was gone. There was only the feel of her, the whispering tenderness; there were only his glowing loins, the true & honest need to join himself to her who offered.' ....Yeah. This relationship has about 0% chance of ending happily.

'He took off the shirt & began tenderly bathing her again. No other girl had such delicacy, he thought. Her purity flowed into him, through his gazing eyes, through the stroke of his hands. He knew that this bruised & burning girl was worth far more than five thousand dollars, that this body was beyond price.'

'There was no prayer in Gabriel Leblanc, not even for the dead virgin.' ....Pearl clutchers beware. That was some nasty shit, yo. O.o

'With wind howling, thunder crashing, lightning blazing, with the hurricane reaching its wildest peak, with Rene certainly riding through it like a madman to be with his mistress, Carita Nunez y Petain opened the first journal & began to read.' ....Loading the Leblanc family's dirty laundry in 3...2...1...

'There was only one Carita. Only one red-haired, blue-eyed beauty. Only one pampered, headstrong Creole princess. Only one with such spirit that it could, he knew, change into pure evil.' ....Too late, dude. Carita's already a first-rate nutball.

'"Don't wait," she said. "Not a moment, not a second." He heard himself groan, then felt the mattress give, felt the wonder of her under him. And then, with a gutteral cry of which he would have thought himself incapable of uttering, he plunged into her.' ....Fresh chapter, fresh bliss. But this time it's the quadroon mistress. Oh, Rene. You clueless horndog you. :D

'Instantly, he bestrode her. She cried out when he drove in. She was scalding, tight, new. He managed, sweating, to wait an instant longer. Her arms came around him, then hesitantly, yet eagerly, her legs. And then he was free, free to plunge & ride & gambol.' ....Wedded bliss? Check. :P