If I could play defense even a little bit, I’d have a real future with this organization.But I couldn’t play defense worth a damn! I was a designa...ed hitter, period. Everybody knew it. The management of this Gwinnett ballclub knew it. I knew that the Atlanta Braves’ top brass knew it. They’d been getting regular reports on my progress (or lack of it) for two full seasons. They’d be getting more of the same from the Gwinnett Braves. Unless I got traded to an American League club, my chances of. When it’s full, just move it to the open end of the entranceway. I’ll tell Ship to get rid of the dirt the way she did the snow.”“That’ll work and save a lot of time,” Morales replied.“Good. If you need anything, just let me know,” then Jeff quickly teased, “but I still can’t get you off the planet.”“I would have to be insane to want to leave with what I have here now,” Morales remarked seriously.“I can relate to that,” the Prime said as they turned to go back inside to retrieve a heavy bench. My own ... I’m not dreaming ... a rather severe pinch on my arm: check. I’m alive: check.Fuck!It looks like I’ve traded a 30 year old wife and three kids for a 16 year old wife and her 14 year old sister. Something I’d contemplated but never thought I’d succeed.So ... where am I? When am I? Where’s my truck?Shit! Time travel is possible! If there was ever a time when I wished my college discussions about multiple dimension worlds were false ... now is the time.Speaking of time ... it’s time I. ?Fine then, you can sleep on the floor and I’ll check on you in the morning.? I got up and stalked across the room only to hear him trying to call to me through the gag. I turned and regarded him.?Change your mind?? He nodded enthusiastically. ?You’re sure you want to earn your way out of my dungeon?? More energetic nodding. ?Ok then, on your feet pussy boy!? I hauled him to his feet and across the room to the Saint Andrew’s cross. He struggled against me, and I turned to look at him. .