Author's Note: I know I haven't written stories in a while, and I figured that my fans might miss me. I noticed that my stories were lacking in romance, so I figured that I would address that shortcoming. In response to criticisms about my grammar and spelling, I gained the assistance of my friend Bjorn, who is an English professor in Sweden. Special Thanks go out to him.
Peggy's Night In
Peggy sat alone in the dark living room. Nothing was on. She cared little for the sports that were on, she'd seen the Monsignor Martinez episode currently on several times already. Bored, she flipped through the channels. Normally she would be disgusted by them, but the pay per view pornography channel caught her eye. Hank was at a propane distributors' conference in Dallas and hadn't been home in at least a week.
(Bojrn wus buzy and cudnt help anemore so I finishedd withot him.)
Paggly gote hot sdudenly in heer loins. "I miss Hanck" Peggle sed to harself qooetly, and taut of Boomhour but he wus respeckable man and wudent. She remeber him saing to Pegleg " Hank is my good friend and I could never betray him like that" Once in moument of weekness before Dales sad there marridge was Precedent Bosh's consperaksy with his beer in his hand from cooler.
Then Hank Hell came in from door and was at his home where Peggly was too since it was both there homes and Poggle jumped on him and brote to bedrom.
"Yep. Yep." Sed Hanks when Boggle was on him in sex and hump. "Oh yep." cus he was in the hot time of penis and then Bobby came in but dident want to see that so he left. "That boy aint rite wit his vidyagames."
Then Bell cried LENOWOAR!.
Ttahr And?
Epsilongue
Hanck was out with gangs in streets by fence with bears in there hands. "Yep." Boomhour sed. "Yep." Bill sad. "Yep." Dale said. "Yep". Hank sayed.