Instead, I felt myself hit something soft. Something really soft. So soft in fact that it gave way as soon as I hit it, stretching all around me like ... weird bubble. I could still feel it all over me, stretching, slowing me down. When I finally landed, it was only enough to knock the wind out of me, and I was now covered in whatever it was that had slowed my fall. It was a strange kind of liquid, sticky, but slippery at the same time. It seemed to stick to everything, except my skin. The ground. Most of my wife's clothes fit ok, but it was not really my style. I had wised up and realized that shopping for woman's clothes with a wedding ring on was really not a big head turner in a store, even if a sales person asked if I needed help I could always use a cover story about an impending birthday or such. I began to gather up a fairly decent assortment of clothes in a container I kept in the shed. When ever I could I would sneak out and slip on something for a few minutes but I never had. Her name is Priya and is 2 years smaller than me. As my and my girlfriend’s relation grew stronger so did my and priya’s relation.As we started talking everyday, our bonding increased. Now whenever my GF and me met, Priya used to be there. There was nothing between us till the day my gf decided to induce such a bad thought in my mind. Till this day Priya was just a good friend and I almost considered her my sister. But then my Gf started becoming possessive and one day out of nothing she told. Hannah had recovered remarkably well, perhaps due to the fact that David hadn't actually succeeded in raping her.The twins were cautious and only went around in pairs - just in case David did decide to do something stupid, but no one saw any sign of him and it seemed he had taken their warnings seriously.The first clay bricks dried out enough for Ben to begin building the oven and it was taking shape quite rapidly. He fashioned the base out of a thick layer of stones and then smoothed clay over.