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Chapter Eight

The next day Hugh sent Rhett a note and Rhett dropped by the law office. Hugh said, "The douching has to occur within five minutes. Let me explain the other method."

Hugh explained the iron sulfate method, Rhett said, "That seems to be the least invasive. I will go by the pharmacy and get what I need."

"The fabric has to be freshly soaked each and every time."

"Alright."

Rhett and Scarlett went on a walk almost every night he wasn't playing poker. That night after dinner while on their walk, he exaggerated the truth when he said, "I have done a lot of research on how not to make a baby. I have found a method that reduces our chances a lot. It is not one hundred percent. Would you like to hear about it?"

"Yes. Very muchly."

"I thought that would be your answer, therefore I got everything we need. You take a small piece of fabric about the size of a ten-dollar coin piece, put a piece of ribbon through it, soak it in iron sulfate, then insert it into yourself."

Scarlett looked at Rhett questioningly. She said, "Do what?"

"I will handle that part. It has to be freshly soaked each and every time."

Scarlett was beet red. She was so embarrassed from just talking about that subject, she couldn't speak, all she did was nod her head.

Later that night Scarlett figured out what Rhett had meant about inserting it inside her when in the midst of their foreplay he had inserted the fabric.

A couple of weeks later, Scarlett received a letter from her mother. Her mementos were stored in the attic. Scarlett thought, 'Great. Far away from Rhett's prying eyes.'

After their return to Charleston, Scarlett went with her mother-in-law to call on other ladies. At one of these teas Eulalie was there. Scarlett ignored her. She was still mad at the woman, even if she had gotten a wonderful husband. He was just not the one she had wanted. Although it appeared that the one, she wanted hadn't wanted her.

At this tea was a young woman in her middle twenties. One couldn't help noticing her. She was beautiful. She saw Scarlett and came over to speak to the younger woman. The woman sat down. She said, "Hello. My name is Rachel Owens. As you can tell by my accent, I am from Georgia also. Thomasville to be exact."

Scarlett stared at the woman. She had brown hair and green eyes. Not green like Scarlett's eyes, but more of a blue-green.

Scarlett said, "Hello."

"Horrible, isn't it?"

"What?"

"How the women of Charleston look down their noses at anyone not born in Charleston."

"I could not believe it when Rhett told me why the women didn't like me."

"That and you snagging the most eligible man in town. The man that they hadn't even been able to get him to take a second look at them."

"We only married because of the scandal." After saying that, Scarlett looked at her Aunt Eulalie and scowled.

"Why did you scowl at that woman?"

"She is my aunt. Yes, Rhett and I got back late from a buggy ride, but nobody knew about it. Nobody knew about it until she decided to tell my parents. Then once the cat was out of the bag, Rhett and I had no other choice but to marry. I wanted to return to Clayton County and I'm pretty sure Rhett wanted to remain single for a while longer. Now I am stuck here where nobody likes me. They don't even want to get to know me. Not even my in-laws."

"I met Travis when he had come to Thomasville for a visit. He started calling on me as soon as we met. After two months, he returned to South Carolina to attend his last year at USC. We corresponded through that entire year. He got a job at an engineering company. He asked me to marry him in a letter. I said yes. We were married the next summer. I am happy with Travis and after five years I have managed to make some friends. My in-laws have been pleasant if not slightly withdrawn. My relationship with my in-laws got better after Ricky was born."

"I don't want any children, yet."

"I will be your friend and you can be my friend."

Scarlett smiled. She said, "I like that idea."

Scarlett's life did get better after she met Rachel. She, at least, had one friend.

Scarlett read the Charleston Gazette every afternoon after Percy and Rhett were finished with it. Rhett also took the New York times. She read that too. After a month she said, "Those papers seemed to be from two different countries. No, planets."

"Indeed. That is why eventually the country will go to war."

"I hope you are wrong."

"I'm not."

In order to end the conversation Rhett kissed Scarlett. He had better things to do in his bed than argue with Scarlett.

In November he took her out to supper. They went to a seafood restaurant, Charleston Crab House. They shared an appetizer of fried green tomatoes. She got fried shrimp and he got She-Crab Soup. It was Rhett's favorite meal. While good, Scarlett didn't enjoy it as much as he did. He also ordered them a bottle of white wine. After their order was placed, Rhett said, "We are going to have dessert also. Today is my birthday."

"Why didn't you tell me? I would have got you a present."

"I already knew what I want as my present and I will tell you about it once we are in bed."

Scarlett's cheeks turned pink. She said, "I may not want to do it. If I don't, I will get you something else tomorrow."

"Very well."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-three."

"You are only twenty-three years old and already so successful. You are so amazing."

"I have a long way to go to reach my final goal."

"What is that?"

"To be a millionaire."

If anyone else had said that to Scarlett, she would have laughed in their face, but she knew Rhett was going to do it one way or another. She didn't know why she thought this, but she did. She thought, 'He won't let anything get in his way.'

Scarlett said, "What are your plans?"

"Right now, to continue investing in business deals. Maybe an opportunity will present itself if the nation goes to war."

Scarlett stared at Rhett, "In one of my dime novels, set in the time of the Revolutionary War, England set up something called a blockade. I looked the word up in the dictionary and it meant to seal a place off to prevent the people there from receiving or dispersing goods."

"That's correct."

"It was dangerous work, but the men were doing it to help the struggling country. Do you think if we go to war with the Yankees, they will blockade our coastline?"

Rhett smiled a big smile and said, "I could run the blockade in my ships that I already own."

Scarlett grabbed his hand and said quickly, "No, not you. Just pay someone else to do it."

"If I captained one of the ships, I could make so much more money."

"No, Rhett, not you."

While looking at Scarlett's worried face, Rhett lied and said, "I will consider not captaining one of the ships."

"Thank you, Rhett."

"If the North blockades us, cotton is going to get in short supply in England."

"That is why England will come to our aid because of their need for cotton."

Rhett didn't think anyone would come to the aid of a nation established to perpetuate slavery, but he was not going to continue the discussion with Scarlett. He said, "Let's put that idea on hold. Let's not think about it anymore. The nation isn't on the brink of war yet."

"True."

Later that night after getting in the bed, Rhett said, "Will you take my penis into your mouth?"

"No!"

"It is extremely pleasurable to me. You enjoy it when I do that for you."

"No! Only a whore would do that."

"No, a wife wanting to bring her husband great pleasure would do that."

"No!"

"It is all I want for my birthday."

"No."

"Just try it, if you don't like it, you will never have to do it again."

"I shouldn't do that. No lady would."

"No lady would give her husband intense pleasure. That doesn't seem right to me." Then in a hypnotic voice, Rhett said, "Please."

"Alright. What do I do?"

"You take me into your mouth and then you suck on it."

"Suck on it?! No!"

"Just try it. I promise if you find it awful, I will never ask you to do it again."

"Alright just because it is your birthday."

"Thank you. I want to get more aroused before you do it."

"Alright."

Rhett kissed Scarlett. He stroked her breasts and her abdomen. He suckled on her breasts. His hand would get terribly close to her nether regions then he would move his hand away. Finally, he caressed her womanhood, and she went over the edge. Once she had recovered, he whispered now, please.

She did it. Once Rhett's pecker was inside her mouth, it felt strange to her. She did it for a few minutes, then she removed his member from her mouth. She looked at his face and there was no doubt her husband was enjoying himself very much. In a strangled voice, he said, "Please, don't stop."

"I will do it a little bit more."

Scarlett, who used everything to her advantage, saw that she had a way to make her husband do what she wanted him to do.

After a few more minutes, Scarlett jerked back and said, "Some salty liquid came out of you."

"Come here"

Scarlett laid on top of Rhett. He rolled her over and was inside her in seconds. She kissed him. He wondered if he was tasting his seed, but it was also his last sane thought. He had ejaculated within minutes.

As the couple drifted off to sleep, Rhett thought, 'When am I going to get her out of my system?'

A few days later, Rhett had taken Scarlett to the harbor to look at his ships. He talked to Rudy in their office while she waited outside. On their way back to the townhouse, he told her, "We are going to New Orleans in January."

"Alright. Why?"

"There is a man there that needs an investor. Rudy and I figure it will make us larger profits around the Gulf of Mexico, if we have a ship that can just stay in the gulf."

"Have you been there before?"

"Once to make sales calls. I didn't do anything social. We had just bought the business and I didn't have a lot of money. I will talk with my friends and find out all about it."

"Do you think the bookstore might have a guidebook on New Orleans?"

"I don't think so, but we can check tomorrow morning."

Alright."

As it turned out, the bookstore did have a guidebook of New Orleans. As Scarlett looked through it, she said, "It lists hotels, restaurants, sights to see, and activities. Look there is even a map."

"Great. Let's buy it and return home."

"Of course, my husband."

Soon Scarlett and Rhett were sitting on their bed leafing through the book. At one point, he turned his head to say something to her. Suddenly he didn't give a damn about New Orleans and what there was to do there. He knew what there was to do in his bed with his wife. When he kissed her, she pulled back and said, "Let me put the book up. I don't want anything to happen to it."

When Scarlett rolled over to place the book on the nightside table, Rhett started unbuttoning her dress. Soon they were both undressed enough to become one. Rhett said, "Get on top."

"Get on top?"

"Yes, get on top of me."

Scarlett responded to Rhett's request for her to get on top by saying, "I don't know."

Rhett said then what he always said when they were trying something new and she was balking, "If you don't like it, we never have to do it again." So far, she had enjoyed everything new he had introduced during their intimate time.

Rhett moved Scarlett on top of himself and eased his member into her. As much as he would have loved to see Scarlett in all her glory, he knew it was too soon for that. Therefore, he let her keep her dress on. Although, it was practically falling off of her. If he was lucky, it would fall off. After she had sat there for a couple of minutes, he had moved her hips up and down.

Rhett said, "Now you do it."

Scarlett had. Rhett reached his hand under her skirt and found her little bud. By now, he knew her little bud was her most sensitive spot on her body. There had been a couple of times he had been too rough with her. It had taken him a while to get her aroused again. He now knew to start off gently and slowly make the pressure harder and harder. Occasionally, she would say, "More" when he wasn't getting the job done quick enough.

Scarlett placed her hands on his chest and used them to brace herself so she could go faster. When she orgasmed, he was able to see not only her face, but her entire upper torso. It was too much for his thin thread of control.

Scarlett collapsed on top of Rhett. They were chest to chest. Just about the only thing she had accomplished before they became one was to unbutton his waistcoat and shirt. He had to unbutton his fly and pull his underwear down himself. Fortunately, his pecker had just sprung out.

After the couple had caught their breaths, he said, "Would you like to do that again some time?"

"You know I would."

"Yes, I do."

Author's Notes: Rachel Owens is Mrs. Georgia 2023. She is from Thomasville.