Born into a society tolerant of homosexuals, River Otter is confused by the white culture’s persecution of such men. As the war begins to wind down, Otter leaves the only home he has ever known to help Major James Morrow, commandant of Ft. Yanube, build a farm north of the fort. He begins a new life with the handsome major while coming to grips with growing hostility toward natives and rising danger from a local militia bent on eliminating all bloods from the territory.<br><br>As his physical attraction for the blond soldier slowly grows into a love perilous to both of them, Otter is distracted by personal challenges. As he struggles to survive the social and political upheaval sweeping the plains, can remain true to his own set of values?

River Otter

“Come inside where I can greet you properly.” I stepped onto the porch and moved aside as a good servant should do, allowing the master to enter first.


James paused on the doorstep to glance at the outhouse. “The barn looks good. Simmons told me about it.”


I said nothing as I followed him inside to watch him strip away his woolen uniform. When he started to don more comfortable cotton clothing, I reminded him he’d just have to remove it again.


James laughed and threw aside the trousers he’d been holding. “My God, I’ve missed you.” He moved forward and engulfed me in a bear hug that soon became an embrace. His kiss was almost smothering.


He came up for air and laughed as he groped me. “You’d better get out of those britches or you’ll split a seam.”


Chapter 65