"I'm really sorry, but my wife is running a little slow this morning, she was, uh..." Up all night partying with our well endowed hosts." The older ma... finished Chase's sentence for him with a hearty laugh. The man was older, probably in his late fifties or early sixties. Scraggly grey hair blew in the morning breeze on the top of his balding head. He wore a loud Hawaiian shirt that covered his big belly and his small nylon swimsuit. "Welcome to the waiting club. All the female members of my. On top of that, they took turns making insightful comments and questions about the moral of the story. I didn’t know, and admitted it. We then got into a discussion about what we thought the moral could be. Emily sat back and just watched the three of us with that knowing smirk directed at me that she had been cultivating of late. At one point she did mention that ‘I would have to do better with my children. Not knowing simple answers would get me in trouble.’ She couldn’t contain her mirth,. I had room to move back but did not. We were still in the same position when my station suddenly showed up. My hand briefly slid softly past her shoulder as I turned to leave. When I got off on the platform I turned and looked at her. She smiled. A real smile. The best smile I had seen in a long while.I knew I was not going to be early to work the next morning.We silently visited again on Tuesday morning. As we walked to the surface our hands touched, the most profound accidental contact I had. My favorite was when we went to the beach. Damn, Toni looked great in a two piece bathing suit. "Are you staring at my butt?" she asked. Luckily Jessie didn't hear her, she was playing in the sand."Yes, I was staring at your butt and it's one fine butt. Boy, what I'd like to do with that," I replied and laughed."Just so you know I should have a sign on my butt that says, 'exit only'. You can touch it, rub it, even kiss it, but you're not putting anything in it." She was laughing.I quickly.