Tuesday, March 01, 2005


Harvey awoke to the sound of harp strings strummed by unseen hands. It made him nervous. He saw beatific angels all around him in cute little heaven costumes. They approached him smiling, anticipating desire unfulfilled in the new arrival. Harvey was too stunned to even say a prayer.

"We brought you something to drink"
"Would you like a massage after your exhausting death?"
"Shall we give you a kiss bath?"
"Oh it's sooo warm up here. Won't you help us out of these clothes?"
"Don't let our angelic appearance fool you. We're used to more than missionaries."

Harvey began to tremble. The heavenly servents came nearer.

"Don't be afraid, we're your personal angels."
"We're going to share you among ourselves for the rest of eternity."
"And teach you the meaning of divine pleasure..."
"On our own private little cloud..."
"We call it Cloud Sixty-Nine."
"You'll have no more pain, forever and ever and ever..."

Harvey was having trouble holding up under the barrage of well-meant seduction. He broke down whimpering on the cloud.

"We know this is a bit much all at once."
"Please don't cry."
"Take a nap if you like, and we'll play with your sleeping body."

"No!" his primal scream echoed through the ethereal setting. "Send me to hell," he cried between sobs, his pounding fists caught up tenderly in the soft cumulus carpet, "I'm a masochist."

Story #174

Note from Indeterminacy:
This is part one of a two part set. Part two is here. The prequel is here.

6 comments:

Robyn said...

I guess heaven and hell are very subjective. lol. Nice twist there.

Love and Light

Anonymous said...

LOL... Very amusing indeed! And as it was said in the previous comment... Hell and Heaven are very subjective indeed...
PS: Vielen herzlichen Dank für die Ermunterung in "DeutschImmerLerner"...Ich frage mich, wie es so leicht (oder nicht!) war zu erraten, wessen Netraum das war... ;)- Und bitte dutzen... Du bist da immer herzlich eingeladen!
**M.P.

Indeterminacy said...

I'm glad you liked it Robyn & M.P. I didn't think the story was much when I wrote it.

M.P.: Ich hatte einen Verdacht, denn du hast am ersten Tag der Website einen Link auf sabem dorthin eingebaut. Das fiel auf. Kurz davor war der Link nicht da gewesen. Und auch die Extras, die auf der Klassenseite eingebaut sind, sind die gleiche wie bei dir. Aber ich habe gedacht, du kennst einfach die Lehrerin und hast das für sie gemacht. They will wonder what secrets we are talking about ;-)

The Mushroom said...

a) If you live like that on Earth, you don't get to heaven. But once you get to heaven it all comes back to you? I suppose in Heaven you don't need Viagra or Trojans.

b) Hmm, this notion of Heaven sounds like the one Muslems and Mormons are said to be going to. Guess I gotta get my kicks in on earth and be forgiven in the morning, I'm a Methodist.

btw - in Opera, one highlights phrases, right-clicks, and selects Translate and the language pair. :-P

Indeterminacy said...

I thought Operas were Italian? I checked our secret conversation in Altavista's Babelfish and it actually does quite well. Except for missing the translation of Link. Instead of translating to link like it translates to left which is wrong. Link in German is either "sneaky" or "link". The word for left is links. But since I capitalized it, the fish should have known.

Sk8RN said...

LOL. Sounds like a pretty wild wet dream to me! ;-)