The Colony

Typical nudist colonies are inhabited by people who are ugly and out of shape. That's what I think. Or rather thought, until I stumbled upon this one.

I was thinking: what if there was one where ALL the people were attractive? Given that if you believe it, you can achieve it, I set out to find one, with the Captain's help, of course!

The Captain had been gone quite some time, and when he showed up, he saw me and he saw Thur and he frowned. This had never happened before because the Captain is a man with a generous nature, so I was a little stunned.

"Thank you for taking care of Hilda," Mal said as he enveloped me into his arms.

"You're welcome," Thur promptly dissolved into a pile of goo, then evaporated.

"Man, that was weird!" I exclaimed.

"They're not supposed to mingle with humans," Mal told me sternly.

"No?"

"No." He put his finger to my lips, "Don't speak of it."

"Why?"

He sighed, "It just 'ent proper. Angels being shiny and good and then they-"

"What's wrong with it? Is Thur, " I gulped, "dead?"

"No, baby. He's just gone back to whence he come."

"But he was so nice."

"He wasn't real and his time was up."

"His time?"

"Angels can only maintain corporeal form for a short time, then they dissolve, evaporate."

"How do you know all this?"

"Met a man in a bar once, he had one. 'Course, I didn't believe him, but he told me that he was lucky he got away when he did. He nearly dissolved with her. "

"What?"

"Yeah. It's not exactly safe." He hugged me close. "I missed you."

"I missed you too."

He grinned. "Guess where we're going?"

I jumped up and down, "Disneyland?"

He laughed. "Better."

We jumped into his vehicle, he set the coordinates and bam! We were there: at The Colony.

When we got out of the ship, we were surrounded by a field of purple flowers.

"Gorram, it."

"Aw, Mal, it's pretty."

"Pretty! Not so nice to walk through in skin."

"But, we're dressed."

"Not for long." He tore off his garments and proceeded to strip me. "Let's go," he said, leaving our clothes on the seats.

The walk through the flowers was a wee bit scratchy, but we survived.

"Are we the only people here?"

"No," Mal said, "Look!" He pointed and over in the distance, I could see people walking about. They were all naked. And everyone looked good. It was as if all the good looking porn actors has been mysteriously whisked to this realm.

"Wow!"

"Yeah, I thought you'd like it."

"Look! Agnes and Tom!"

"Shiny."

I remain,

Hilda Stinson