After that day, I started taking caffeine pills before and during sessions with the camera.Looking back, this was a terrible idea. It threw off my sle...p pattern, drove away my appetite, and wrecked me emotionally. I may as well have started smoking, something I promised my uncle, a physician, that I would never do. Within weeks, I was carrying in my purse a bottle of No Doze, Excedrin, and a can of liquid caffeine almost everywhere I went ... and even then it seemed I barely managed to get. Dina sat on the edge of the bed. Mark unbuckled his belt and stepped out of his shiny black dress shoes and nice dark wash jeans. He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside.Dina ran her fingers over his T-shited chest. “Take it off please,” she purred.“It’s not that tight anymore,” he informed her.“Yes it is,” she gazed as his bare athletic torso was revealed. “Look at you!”“Look at you,” he shot back. “I’ve got a pudge going on.”“No you don’t, silly. You’re still in great shape.”“Thanks! You. "I looked over at her and she was trying to bite back laughter if the smile she was fighting was any sign. I rubbed the side of the jaw she had slapped and just laughed. She lost it as did Sean from his seat on the couch."Yea, she slaps harder than Tran does."With that they both were laughing their asses off at my discomfort."You ought to try being married to her. At least she's an equal opportunity slapper. She'll slap anybody she can reach when she is mad. Believe me, I been on the receiving. Mamami boli thoda majk ma hei bolt ha mamai ke badi fiker hai tuja mari nahi jo tara sath bathi hai mamai naraj ho gayi mama mamai ko manya or mamai na apna hath agya kiya mana hath pa kiss kiya or joor joor sa husna laga husthya hua hum neeca chalgya kahna khya or apna karma ma sona ko gaya mamai na uja good night bol kar smile pass ke or darwaja band kar liya mana bhi apna darwaja ko lock lagya or bahr ikla corrodor ke light ko off kiya or door sa mamai ko dress ko change karth hua dekhna.