Chapter
Six: Stephanie
Larry
woke up in a comfortable bed. The night of good sleep in the rural setting felt
good. After he showered, he dressed and went to the kitchen. Michelle served
him breakfast.
“This is delicious.” Larry said.
Gabriela entered the room, and said, “Master, after breakfast it
will be time for some more reward, downstairs in the basement.”
Larry finished his food and followed Gabriela. She led him
downstairs, and then to a secret stairway, five flights of stairs down under
the ground. There were two doors. They opened one and entered a chamber, elegantly
appointed. Gabriela gave him a tour of the chamber, and then explained, “We
have a slave for you. Her name is Stephanie. She is being punished for a sin
she committed. Her punishment is your reward. You may enjoy her as you please.
The suffering and torment you inflict on her, is her punishment. The thrill you
get from it, is your reward. Whenever you wish, you
may sign her promotion card, and she will be promoted to Heaven. She will not
disappear while you watch, because that would be too much for your mind, but
she will disappear.”
Michelle was waiting in the room. “Master,” she said, “we will
be introducing you to Stephanie in a few moments, but first I want you to
understand. She has had her body restored. The Mormons come closest to
describing the process correctly, in the Book of Alma, in the fortieth chapter,
in the twenty-third verse, where it says, ‘The soul shall be restored to the
body, and the body to the soul; yea, and every limb and joint shall be restored
to its body; yea, even a hair of the head shall not be lost; but all things
shall be restored to their proper and perfect frame.’ A girl would not be
restored to the moment just before she died, but often to a younger age.
Blemishes are eliminated, and there is no disease.”
Angelina entered the room and explained, “By inflicting
punishment, you are providing a service, and even though you enjoy this work,
you also earn a boost toward your own promotion.”
Larry asked, “You mean, it will help me
get to Heaven?”
Angelina explained, “Once you are in Heaven, you will want to be
promoted within Heaven.
“You mean, like, there’s ranks of
Heaven, too?” Larry asked.
Michelle answered, “Again, the holy scriptures answer your
question, Master. Read the Second Epistle of Paul to the Corinthians, the
twelfth chapter and second verse.”
Larry found the verse and read it them. “I knew a man in Christ
above fourteen years ago, (whether in the body, I cannot tell; or whether out
of the body, I cannot tell: God knoweth;) such an one caught up to the third heaven.”
“So if there’s a third heaven, there must be at least three
heavens.” Larry reasoned.
Michelle explained, “On this point, the Muslims are the ones
with the truth, for in the Koran, in the twenty-third chapter, or surah, the
seventeenth verse says, ‘And certainly We made above
you seven heavens; and never are We heedless of creation.’ This is not
inconsistent with the existence of a third heaven, of course. If there are
seven heavens, one of them can be the third one.
Larry observed, “So when somebody is happy, sometimes we speak
of the person as being in Seventh Heaven. That comes from the Koran. That’s
interesting.”
“You are on an important mission, Master. You are to restore
liberty in your land, enabling the demanders of liberty to get their demand
met.” Michelle told him. Read the Book of the Prophet Isaiah, the sixty-first
chapter, the first verse.” she told him.
Larry found the passage and read it to her. “The Spirit of the
Lord GOD is upon me; because the LORD hath anointed me to preach good tidings
unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that
are bound;”
“With your service,” she assured him, “the supporters of liberty
will force the enemy to stop involuntary hospitalizations of innocent people,
as you have been demanding.”
Gabriela explained, “Stephanie’s father will also be here in an
hour. I think you will want to plan accordingly. Of course, he will be unable
to do anything to you.”
Larry wondered, “How much should I torment Stephanie before I
sign her promotion card?”
Michelle explained, “That is totally up to you. You will live
for eternity, so you can keep her for billions and trillions of years, but that
is, literally, an infinitesimal fraction of eternity, as is any finite
quantity. Or you can sign her promotion card her first day.”
Angelina left the room. When she returned, she presented a
pretty, high school girl. “This is Stephanie. We’ll be in the next chamber if
you need us.” she said. Angelina, Michelle and Gabriela left.
“Have a seat, Stephanie.” Larry said, as he eyed her body.
“Would you care for a cup of tea?”
“Yes, sir.” she replied.
Larry poured a cup of tea from the teapot into the fine china
teacup. Serving it to Stephanie, he mentioned, “Actually, you should call me Master
rather that Sir.”
Stephanie replied, “Yes, Master. Thank you for the tea.” She
took a sip.
Larry enquired, “What brings you here, anyway?”
Stephanie explained, “Well, I was a high school cheerleader in
Texas, and my boyfriend was a quarterback. We went to a party, where he got
drunk. Then he offered me a ride home. I accepted, and when I was riding, he
crashed, and we both got killed. I was turned away from Heaven, because of the
sin I committed. When somebody offers to do something terrible for you, that endangers innocent people, you must refuse the offer.”
Larry poured himself a cup of tea, as he eyed his prize.
Stephanie had blue eyes and blonde, curly hair. She wore a pink dress with a
white, short-sleeved blouse underneath. Her white socks extended half way up to
her knees, and were complemented by white shoes.
Stephanie took a card out of her pocket and presented it. “This
is my promotion card. I was told to present it to you to sign.” she said.
Larry accepted the card. He glanced at Stephanie. Brimming with
youth, so clean, so innocent-looking, so charming, just looking at her warmed
his heart.
Stephanie commented, “The saddest thing is thinking about my
poor mama. Like, the day before the crash, my daddy was on his way to serve
commitment papers on somebody, to lock the person up in a mental institution,
and he stopped at the scene of a crash, and one of the drivers shot my daddy
dead. My mama was devastated. Now I’m gone too, so she must be really
grieving.”
Larry instructed Stephanie, “Wait here while I chat with the
angel girls.”