Right now he wants a drink every three hours. In a few days, when he starts getting bigger, I'm going to try to get him to four as soon as I can. Just...think, we'll be able to sleep over three hours at a time!" But Chaz said they barely got two!" Rachel was a preemie. And a caesarian. They're small. So their stomachs are small. So they need food more frequently. Patrick is both longer and heavier than average. So he can already eat more at a time. See! I'm well. You've got me in teaching mode.". " He stated, and I hesitated. "Drink, it'llmake the next bit easier for you." He grinned devilishly and took a deepswig from his own glass."What's in it?" I quivered."Grapes, mostly." Joes grinned and laughed at his own joke. I pouted,then realised how girly this must have looked and attempted a scowl,though this made him laugh more. "God, you look so damn cute when you'remad!" I blushed, despite myself. "Just a couple of relaxants, so you'renot so nervous sweetie. Loosen you up a little faster. After a few songs, you could see that the eyes of the guys were glued to the nether regions of our bodies. However, I also saw that some of the other girls, in kinky dresses, weren't as pleased as the boys, they were losing the attention of them in a fast pace.When one of those girls walked past me, she slapped me on my right butt cheek and said into my ear, "OK girl, let's see how far you will go." And then she walked to the toilets."What was that all about?" Illiana asked, she surely must. " He stood up straight. "The big one threatened my wife. The little one pulled a gun. You want them?"The policeman with corporal's stripes on his arm asked, "You Duran, the new Marshal?" Harley nodded. "Well these two are railroad detectives. You just can't go around beating up on railroad detectives. It just isn't done." Yes it is," Harley argued."No it isn't." the cop argued."Wall damn it, it sure is too done, cause I just done it." he shot back at him."I'll tell you right now this here two.