My name is Peggy. I live in nowhere land, Indiana. There are cornfields on 3 sides of me, and a beanfield on the other.

I am the proud mother of 4 grown up children. My life, my purpose. I am married for the third time. I married the first when I was 16. He liked to be mean. We divorced in 1985. I got married AGAIN whilst I was working as a stripper. This man fathered my youngest son, adopted the oldest three, and sexually molested my young daughters. He went to prison, with no punishment. That was mine. I got married for the third time in 1995. In 2003, his daughter and her two young sons died in a horrific house fire. Wonder why I don't want to talk about things? Been accused of being shy, just sad.

My name is Peggy, I'm 46 years old. I want..