~"You're a Toffee," the cabby said.Harriet thought for a second. "Right. You would have seen the Evertoncrest on the suitcase." She nodded. "Yes, I'm ...fourth generation." "This might cheer you up, then. They just announced a new season nextyear."Harriet sat up in the seat. "You're joking! How --" Oh, it's going on all over Europe: the Premiership, the Bundesliga,Serie A, all the top leagues are starting again with the same players.Makes sense if you think about it. The big clubs can't be allowed. I said, “Shouldn’t you be doing this? You’re the nurse.”She looked at me and she said, “But you’re doing such a great job. The good thing about you washing her is that I get to stay dry.”Then I said, “Is looking after a kid as much work as this?”The nurse gave a soft little laugh and she said, “Little kids tend to wriggle more. Your kid over there might be bigger but at least she’s staying still.”Then she said, “Try putting some soap in her hands and getting her started.”I lifted Bec’s hands up. She heard Mr. Crisp in the shower and wondered what he'd think if he knew that the priest had fucked her. And also fucked his wife. She began to play with her breasts and her pussy. She was surprised at how much more sensitive they were since the priest had got inside her. She came as she imagined having him in her again and then she continued, wondering how a smaller cock like Mr. Crisp's would feel. And then, suddenly, he was in her room."I'm still hungry, Vicki." Her employer said, standing. She greeted me and I reciprocated. Then the day shoot went fine. Nothing much happened.The second day she was wearing red-orange crepe saree with backless blouse. She was gorgeous and I am thorough professional when it comes to acting. So there was a shot where I had sit back of her scooty while riding. The scenes where conversational while riding scooty. Scooty was attached to the trolley and was pulled by car .I sat on the back memorizing the dialog. Then the trolley started moving slightly.