Warnings: This story takes place on a floating casino during the reconstruction period of the post Civil War South… so, there’s a boatload of potentially offensive content here. Such as, mentions of buying human beings, murder, tragic backstories, casual mentions of prostitution, references to abuse during prostitution male and female, the existence of Colonel Parker, racism, period typical use of laudanum, attempts to entrap a man through sex and using virginity as a commodity. And chief among them: past sexual abuse and mental manipulation of the male main character. All or most of this is peripheral or off camera to the story itself which focuses on love and camaraderie -however, consider yourself warned. I’ve tried to remain as respectful as possible while retaining the feel of the era and the fascinating shift in the culture. It is however quite mature. 18+ only, read at your own risk. And hush. Don’t worry, there are heroes in this story who will rise to the challenge of all of this. There will also be smut, this is one big excuse to write period piece Elvis smut, after all. And there will be fluff, true fluff, eventually -I swear it. Enjoy.