Chapters (60)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Praise
- Dedication
- BOOK ONE
- Prologue 1989
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- BOOK TWO - 1925
- Chapter Ten - 1925
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-one
- Chapter Twenty-two
- Chapter Twenty-three
- Chapter Twenty-four
- Chapter Twenty-five
- Chapter Twenty-six
- Chapter Twenty-seven
- Chapter Twenty-eight
- Chapter Twenty-nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-one
- Chapter Thirty-two
- BOOK THREE - 1947
- Chapter Thirty-three
- Chapter Thirty-four
- Chapter Thirty-five
- Chapter Thirty-six
- Chapter Thirty-seven
- Chapter Thirty-eight
- Chapter Thirty-nine
- Chapter Forty
- BOOK FOUR - 1968
- Chapter Forty-one - 1968
- Chapter Forty-two
- Chapter Forty-three
- Chapter Forty-four
- Chapter Forty-five
- Chapter Forty-six
- Chapter Forty-seven
- Chapter Forty-eight
- Chapter Forty-nine
- Chapter Fifty - 1970
- EPILOGUE
‘I love you too, baby, more than you’d ever dream. I want you so much. I’ve never had anyone like you before and I never will again. But let’s be strong now. It’s time for us to grow up and be big people. Big enough to finish what should never have been started and can only end in heartbreak. I’m going, girl, I’m finishing out my contract and then I’m off.’
‘So all we have left is a month right? Just four weeks?’
He nodded, sorry to the heart for the sadness in her face, her voice, her whole being, but at the same time he was proud to know that she did love him, really love him. It was like a soothing balm to his wounds. It was sweet to know that he was the one finishing it with her, and he could finish with her for all the right reasons and come out of it with his dignity and his pride intact. He was, for the first time in his life, in charge of a white person’s destiny. He was telling this lovely white girl enough was enough. It was a heady feeling.
Kerry sniffed loudly, her face still streaming with tears. ‘Then we’d better make these four weeks the best of our lives.’
Evander kissed her then, pulling her face down softly on to his lips.
‘We will, baby. Now that, I can promise you.’
Chapter Twenty-two
Chapter Twenty-two
Briony watched the flickering screen with interest. Despite herself she was impressed with the way Rupert had made use of the girl and the camera angles. Jonathan’s face was always obscured in some way, which was good, because the men who watched these films would want a faceless man. It stood to reason.
The girl was typical, which disappointed Briony. She had platinum hair, huge breasts, and a tiny waist. Briony detected an air of boredom emanating from her, but she knew that only she would notice that, and maybe the girls who worked for her. The men couldn’t see it in the flesh and blood girls they bought and paid for, so a screen beauty would be no different.
The sex on the screen was hot and heavy, the girl’s face expressing faked wonderment and lust. At one point she looked at the upright phallus in front of her and, staring directly into the camera, put a well-manicured hand over her mouth and opened her eyes to their utmost. It was what the punters would want, and exactly what Briony had invested in. As the girl turned over on to her stomach and stuck a perfectly rounded bottom into the air, Briony actually laughed out loud. Jonathan, naked except for a cape, entered her roughly, holding on to her hips. Tommy would hate it...