But I suppose they just might. We’ll want to take her quietly if we can.”She grimaced. “We could head the Starling brothers off if we warned the...Sheriff about them.”“That’d mean explaining why we know that to the Sheriff, and that might tip our hand. I’d rather he stayed under the impression we just sell Patent Medicines as long as possible.”“Sometimes...” She stopped, then suddenly smiled, her face softer than usual. “I have a new formulation for dyspepsia, Barnabas.”A few minutes later, we. Also, a quick note about the setting—Beaupays isn’t a real place either. It’s fictional town in France that I created for the purposes of the story. It literally translates to ‘beautiful land’. This story starts off quite mellow and then builds, so please do enjoy it and feel free to leave me a comment. Best wishes. * Beaupays, France, May 1891 Lorens De Champs could not sleep. Despite the fact that he had enjoyed an excellent dinner of haute cuisine and fine wines, despite the fact that. Janice stood just under six feet tall. Her body could best be described as full. Most would consider her overweight and her body resisted all attempts to lose the weight or the full bodiness that was her usual physique. Her tan spoke of extensive exposure to the sun, not surprising for a native of Nevada. Her red hair fell back on her head, hanging as far down as her shoulders. However, her face was definitely pretty and she was used to being on the receiving end of men’s stares. What she was. He was only wearing a pair of briefs. As soon as I looked up, I turned red because I could see that my father had a hard-on."Daddy, get out of my room. I'm trying to work." I don't care what you're doing, you little slut. Turn that computer off and come over here to the bed." No Daddy. I need to finish this page before I go to bed."My father crossed the room and tore the computer away from me and threw it against the wall. "You'll do as I say or next time that will be you." He grabbed me and.