" He nodded at her. She nodded back,instinctively, eagerly. "We can work together here. We can do questionsand answers and get you re-united with your...family fast. But you have towork with me, understand, Steph?" He nodded 'yes', and she agreeablynodded back. Please just make this stop, she thought, please just let mego home."Me and Frank have been with you here. We like you. We don't want you toget in any undeserved trouble. But," he voiced took on a tinge offrustration, "if you don't work. He had business holding there. Their proper English nanny had taken ill on the boat out of England and had died during the night. The boat, a large, modern vessel with both sail and smokestacks, had docked in Ireland for only a few hours to pick up cargo and steerage passengers. Molly hurried up the ramp to the boat. Mr. Ingram was speaking with an officer who let her pass. She followed the Englishman into the rarified world of the First Class passengers. He led her to a cabin. Entering, she. The fit snug on my 6ft 4 athletic frame. It had been a week before I got my first call. Mrs. Anita Smith left a message on my phone. She gave me directions to her step Daughters trailer. Now I was putting the car into the park.I zipped up my black leather doctor bag. There was a breast pump. Some suction cups, and a few bottles. There was some baby oil, lotion and some wet wipes. I also had a big pink double dildo, a few vibrators. I also packed a big black strap on with a leather harness in. " Budzinski," bellowed a man from the open hatch."Sir," Budzinski saluted the approaching figure."One simple pickup! Want to tell me why it took over an hour to pick up four little geeks?" Captain McGregor bellowed in Budzinski's face."No excuse, sir." Budzinski responded."That would be my fault, sir." Clark waded in and saluted."Who the fuck're you?" McGregor barked at Clark; then turned to Budzinski, "Who the fuck's this?"Clark responded, "Acting Second Lieutenant Marvin Clark, sir. I wasn't.