Here is page1 from a book I pickpocketed. It's called "A Steamy Romance Novel: Big Brass Bombs"
The tough little goblin walked purposefully into the engineering shop. Raising her eyebrows at a few items as she approached the shopkeeper.
"How's it going Jack?" Her voice seductively brushed his pointy ears with the rough texture of someone who inhaled too much motorcycle exhaust.
The goblin called Jack looked up and grinned. "Revi! It's going much better since you just arrived." Jack set his arclight spanner on the table. What can I do ya for?"
(to be continued......)

