Sunrise at Selma

“Ten” called Edward’s second. Allan stepped and turned. The waves washed over them and the audience gave its applause. “They are applauding you my love” she had said. Allan looked up at the painted sky and smiled. A sharp pain stabbed him and he heard the shot go off. He looked down at his side and watched the blood flow down his sleeve. He staggered and looked at Edward. Smoke still wisped from his pistol. Once again all was still. “Fire. Damn you” Edward called. Allan’s his vision blurred. He took a deep breath and steadied himself. Edward’s chest was in his sights. He held the pistol his arm rock steady now. He put his finger around the trigger and fired. In the Antebellum South Susanna Williams a plantation owner’s wife and Allan Collins a Methodist Preacher find love in a hopeless affair that can only end on the field of honor. Adult material. Explicit Sex.