Men that cross thearch become french maids or sex toys. Women become objects. Most men tryand re-cross the arch to transform back they become objects.... The wallet then," asked the maid. " That became rose petals when itcrossed over?" I am thinking," said the professor "That most go through fully clothed.You lost the wallet, you lost your identity. Animals become plants,plants become animals. Objects remain objects. In your case the walletfell out. It was leather, an animal, the leather became. More often than not, she'd only close the door at the last moment.Then came today. Sunday. My girlfriend is out for a weekend with her friends and this morning, I heard the guy who lives upstairs leave too. So I patiently waited in bed until I heard her come down for her morning shower. Sure enough, around 10 am she came down. In what had become almost a routine, I peered through the keyhole, saw her enter the bathroom naked, turn on the shower and... keep the door open. This was new, but I. "How long did you say you were out there for?...Katie?" Andrew asked "...Katie" "..Huh...” I said weakly "How long were you out there?" "5 hours or so" I said quietly "Fuck, she might be going hypothermic! we have to get her out of those clothes" Tim said concerned. I barely heard the next few words, but I heard Tim telling James to take it seriously. Then everything went black.I was awoken by being vigorously rubbed by four hands. I opened my eyes slowly, looking down I noticed I was under a. Me: “Tomar naam ki?” (What’s your name?)Boy: “Laltu”Me: “Bhai kono chap nei to maal khele ekhane.” (Bro, hope it would not be problematic, if we drink over here….)Laltu: “Amon jaigai niye jabo, keu ter e pabe na dada” (I will take you to a place, where nobody would be able to know anything.)Then I asked him where he stays, his education and all.After traveling for 20 minutes and enjoying the scenery we arrived at a grassy patch, which was U-shaped and it was large enough to accommodate the.