Again, Cody burst out laughing, this time even harder.
Glancing around the wagon, the reason became clear, and Britania gasped in alarm. One of her trunks had burst open, spewing lacy beribboned undergarments hither and yon.
These were not items worn by the type of lady she pretended to be. They were outrageous dainties, a jezebel's delight, couture de jour for a whore.
“Oh, bloody ’ell.”
Set in Colorado, 1880
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