Part III of embarrassing

The Secret Plan

Probably need larger gauge wires for efficiency. About a sixth of our income after taxes goes to heating the house - water in, water out. Rocket fuel.

Again the light in there is the emanation of love.

"Do we have a spacesuit for humans to live on a resettlement voider planet," Big J, the Great Soul asked?

"No, we do not because it is forbidden for them to enter the Void. I suppose we could make some sort of box, like her parents wear for protection," the Most High said about Cricket.

"Nooooo! Please Noooo!" Cricket fell to the floor prostrate.

"I could adopt her now that she is human," The Great Soul and Son of the Most Holy said.

"Poof," an instance of you know who appeared in the back of the room, don't write his name, "I will not accept my grandchild taken from me! Attack!"

God had said to me in a private aside about a week ago, "You should prepare to be attacked."

The God's we stood before, the wives, dragons, Big Bee, NoName, and Pat, seated upon the thrones, were angels sitting in for God and like I didn't know He/They did that for a break?

Hello and Goodbye: To Work!

Began to attack us and in stepped, appeared the real. The Most High grabbed the instance of the younger by the top of his hair, lifted the younger towards His mouth, said, "Thou art confined to thy place as thy people cry out for thee," and dropped the younger into His mouth, swallowed Him and sat down upon His seat. I had learned that He was instantly transported in this manner to another instance of the Most High wherever in the remaining void that place was.

There was fighting and a great angel of battle appeared at the back of the room with a helmet horned with a horn like a bull's horns on each side and said, "My Lord the forces of the younger son are contained, restrained."

Now those angels had turned into super-voiders, a spirit species...still don't know very much about them other than they are... powerful.

"Good, Excellent planning and execution by the Host and all involved." His voice boomed.

"There should not be even one of those left," the Great Soul said, "I sense none."

The Most High waved His hand and all super-voiders zipped into a container in the the containment area, the container most likely went to the point in which Mr. Orange resides.

So I thought we might have landed in the wrong place but, No this was the place. There was an attack by minions of the younger son.

"I award a septillion points for all participants," the Great Soul spoke. And He had many things to say. Like, "I adopt you Cricket as mine. And guess what Jeff..." All ladies leaped for joy. That's 100 sextillion free three day passes.

Well, she is very beautiful at 30 years old. I know what thirty year old women are like and, "I charge you 1 sextillion for the resurrection and maintenance of each wife." That left me 93 sextillion free three day passes which, Shelly received a hundred herself. She doesn't even know it. Cricket was not jumping around like the rest of the ladies, "What are the points?"

"Hang around and you'll find out," I said to her.

"You take your arms like this, make fists, and scream, Yes, yes, yes! Jump up and down"

Ping Pong was there and got into the spirit of it quick. I think it was her first points. Involved in a top secret divine operation, her first one and ... Grandpa's girls."

"Yes, Yes, Yes," Cricket copied the other ladies, "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!"

It was beginning to look like I was supposed to learn all about the voiders from her, while I recalled the vision of Humble Hell, so many years ago. Finally learned how they came to be placed there: a Humble man, a Humble woman who was a voider high priestess who transformed herself into a Humble woman, a feline DNA species of giants of walking dual-o-pod cats. Right Pat?

As to what Pat, my guardian angel, had to say, let's leave it at that, He said something appropriate as we later watched the evil light towers of drought in operation across the valley.

Now Ping Pong and I had been talking for days and Hiroku was in on the conversations because she was his girlfriend, engaged, and he wanted to dump her because...She did not obey him and do what he said. There was another reason or two but we'll get to those reasons, as writing about events one's participation experiences lends authenticity and realism to any written work. If you can actually see what's on these teensy weensy, little, itsy, bitsy, hand held robbery screen devices. Most who use them are the robbed.

They're battle lords in case you have not read the rest of the writings, which is a title. The girls, of which there are two, now three, do not do much fighting although Chrysthys has done some. At least not in the face to face combat way do they fight.

They never do Hiroku, all us older guys tell them what to do hope for the best. If they ever hesitate or remark in the least, they have different perspective on your orders. Besides, two heads are better than one.

These were thoughts going through my mind as I still stood there.

Not Even An I Do

"You are now married Jeff and Ping Pong, Jeff and Cricket," the Most High said.

"Cricket was joyous and," Kateri said, "Cricket why not jump onto his shoulders and bounce up and down." It took some talking and explaining from the Saintly ladies. They removed her panties...

After some minutes went by during the celebration of victory, monetary rewards, and Cricket said stop my shoulders, "I feel very strange. I never felt this way before."

"We know what's happening," the Saints advised, "Enjoyable isn't it?"

"Well yes wonderful but, I feel very strange too," Cricket moaned. Then she crapped down my back. Virgins who transform from insect to bipedal mammal and have not had potty training yet. Oh the joy of for better or worse.

Shocks and Gasps of the victorious millions.

"We've seen it before. Let's get it cleaned up. She's not aware of her body yet." The Creator said. The were nods and the Blessed Virgin Mother, "Innocent as a Little Lamb. What a wonderful, pure girl she is."

In my younger days, I would have gone berserk. But as I get older, youth and it's beauty...

"That's it!" Ping Pong, the spirit of the wild stallion stated. She smiled.

"What did we get," Cricket asked.

"Have you ever wanted someone to build you an absolutely huge building that held a hundred million people and throw a party for them every day for the rest of eternity?" I replied with a question.

"No."

"Well, if you did want to do that in heaven, you could."

"Oh." She looked shocked, in awe.

Then, Chrysthys must have showed, saw the wedding, and, wanted to see the redneck hovel with the rest of them. Even though, she had to rest seven days.

They whisked Cricket off shopping for a set of clothes, shoes, accessories Kateri, Solange, Big Bee, and Bertie and while they were gone I received the archangel debriefing on the operation, was thanked for being bait. And the ladies returned, "I want to go his house Grandpa, Father."

Meanwhile they bought matching high heel wedged sandal foot shoes and because she was like newborn baby, Cricket, with brand new feet and body, she crashed and burned, scraped her left knee when she fell off her shoes, massively. Her skin was brand new and her muscles, and walking in this body, and a bruise was forming about nine inches long and four wide. She was bleeding. She cried and she had never cried before. Wanted to know what happening to her. They healed her, that instantly, the Big Three.

"Father, they need armor and robes so they don't look like bait." I said.

To which He agreed, and they were it came out of the resurrection and maintenance fee, outfitted. "I want a white robe like them," Ping Pong demanded.

"Indigo is the color of your legions and that is what you will wear over your armor," The Highest said.

"I have wings. I don't want wings. I don't need them. I can fly without them," Cricket rattled.

There was a lot about her new wings and she accepted them because she had to accept them.

Then the Most High began to speak to the ladies and they all fell to floor and worshipped Him accepted decrees to them. I stood there and I decided to prostrate myself and God stopped me because of my knees, getting old you know.

There were decrees about when the marriages should consummate because of Cricket 's transformation, Ping Pong's this and Ping Pong's that, and Chrysthys had to wait seven days after resurrection, ... Then we went here together. The royalty to the redneck hovel, I don't include myself in that, royalty.

So, Cricket the high priestess, former voider great grand daughter of the Most High came in the door, fell off her four inch heels, and crashed here:

Kateri, do you think you could get her some sensible shoes?

Poof, she took with her a shoe and Solange, Bertie, after they healed Cricket.

While they were gone we talked and one thing led to another, and, "Oh baby, baby."

To Be Continued
The cows rustled the bull and other embarrassing moments, and my crypto are what on your phone, Ping Pong?