He called and reserved a spot for them. Always make friends with the bartender – have I said this before! He picked up the phone and spoke in the lo...al dialect – a combination of French, Creole, Dutch, and English – with a touch of Urdu thrown in to make it complicated. An outsider had no chance of understanding."Good news, they have room on the next trip. The bad news is they only have two seats. One of you is staying behind," and he looked at me and winked."Why don't you guys go on, I'm going. No one paused when the boss walked in.Carl paid very little attention to the briefing and the issued orders. Experience had taught him that they would change at least four times before he got to the base line. He only looked up when he heard his name called."Carl?" Yip" He called back.The boss looked at him. "I want you running as a baton gunner on this one. Dan?" Dan looked over "I want you as Carls shield arm, okay" Dan nodded his assent. The boss carried on giving his orders. By the time. The trio of dads were beyond impressed...they were all stroking impressed.Chas and Erica thought Beth was moving the tempo a tad fast. But the silly introductory Jingle Bells Rocks was finished anyway. They had their own original Twelve Days of Christmas to really rev up the already overheated dad’s.The girl’s actions were hilarious, provocative and suggestive of what the guys were about to finally get...as they hit their lines...Beth leading Acapella...with her true toned angelic voice... “On. Eva got up and went to the bar for some more drinks, and as she passed the boys she said, “Like what you saw boys?”Of course the boys had to respond with a few suggestive comments but Eva just ignored them.As that second drink disappeared down their throats Jade asked Eva if they should move on to a club.“Never really liked clubs, the music is too loud, it’s usually so dark that you can’t see what you’re stepping on and they’re was too expensive for what they are.”“Too true, so I take that as a.