”I asked, “How about a quickie in the restroom then?”She replied, “How about a quickie now and then a slower one later?”I stood up and offer...d her my hand as everyone around us that had heard our conversation stared at us. She said, “Don’t worry we are actually married. Its just a little game that we play.”She was absolutely correct, we were married, just not to one another.We walked down the aisle to the back of the plane, past the Flight Attendants, and into one of the restrooms. She told me. " Actually it's a good excuse to take a little time off," I replied smiling. I stood, got my briefcase and jacket. "If you'd like to clean up use the master bath," I suggested. "It has a Jacuzzi tub and would help get rid of the soreness. Anyway see you at noon."Carol had hero type sandwiches and chips on the kitchen table when I got home at noon. She smiled and motioned for me to sit. I watched as she poured ice tea and could see she was moving much more freely now."I didn't mean for you to. As a 52 year old adult I didn't have someone watching my back. I did come around and wake up during this venture only to realize I wasn't in my suite. I was down the hallway on my floor. No-one was around when I woke up, thankfully. I wish there was some spiritual rule during sleepwalking that ensured one's decency was secured. I am down a hallway from my suite, totally naked. I didn't panic (I know what I look like naked), even though there are automated locks on out suite's door and now I. You'll still have time to use the cages, and I'll tell the people in the staff cafeteria to feed you. Now get."I was almost skipping back to the locker room. There were only a couple of the older players still there and they complimented me on the homer. One said, "You need to be playing every day. We need your bat. Can you do anything in the field?"As I stripped down, I told them, "I thought I was drafted as a shortstop or utility player, primarily an infielder. Somewhere along the line, the.