*Hiya GWS! I’ve got my second naughty story for y’all, and hopefully a fun way to tell it! Don’t be confused by the start, I’m a sinner and this story is plenty naughty ;)*
It had been a wonderful life, but my time had come, and after funeral let out, I found myself at the gates of heaven. I was second in line, I guess. Some guy was describing his time owning a family coffee shop to God, and when he was done the gates opened and God said, “Mister Jones, the one thing you wished to take with you to heaven was your Grandma’s coffee recipe.” God created a magical cup out of thin air and gave it to this so-called Mister Jones. “Here you are, sir. Enjoy the afterlife.”
I marveled at the glimpse of Mister Jones’s heaven, but not for long as the gates shut and I was called forward.
“Madeline…come to me,” God said, in his booming voice. I could now see that he was dressed in all white and looked suspiciously like Morgan Freeman in *Evan Almighty*.
“Okay,” I said quietly and stepped forward. “Ummm…what’s up?”