MjsMain ek sadi dda aadmi hu, aur mera do bache hai mera garments ka business hai aur jab bhi koi naya samples aate hai to mujhe market mai jana padta...haiek baar us se koi new samples aaye the jiske orer ke liye mujhe delhi jana pada aur mai delhi chala gaya fir main apne sample le kar market mai gaya aur waha se kafi orders liye ye ladies garments ke sample the jisme bra, pnty, aur kuch shorts gound the, ek din main market mai ghum raha tha to ek shop mai sample dikhaKe nikal he raha tha ki. After eating my breakfast with a sense of hope for the day I drive to work with no particular problem to waste time thinking about. I hadn’t fucked for a while or been partying much, and yet, everything felt right, there was the type of clarity you experience only a few times a year.Hours passAfter getting settled at work I find the usual ‘Urgent’ email intrude. And of course right when I wanted to head out to lunch. I quickly let this go after reading,EMAIL SUBJECT: Dylan, you never look this. I looked into the bathroom at that point and Marilyn was in the shower. “Want to make some drinks?” she asked.“Gin and tonics all right?”“Thank you.”I left my cane in the bedroom and limped down to the kitchen, which is where we kept our rather informal liquor cabinet. I cut up a lime and pulled out the tonic, and then made a couple of strong drinks. I carefully carried them back down the hallway to the bedroom. “Where do you want it?”“In here, on the counter,” she answered. I stepped into the. The topwas smooth and it was nailed in place, the nails fitting into bevels like screwsand impervious to pliers. Trying to pry it open with the screwdriver had proveda disaster and had left him with a cut hand and her with a torn top. He triedto tell her that a plaster would have been fine but the only answer he gotwas,"Fuck off, shut up and let me wrap this round your hand!" From her crouched position she now looked up at him. "Will you stop bloody panting for a minute and let me listen?" She.