I couldn't say exactly why it bothered me so much, but it did. I should have been happy, right? The barriers were coming down even faster than I could... have imagined. Amy wasn't a model, she was a friend. A part of the family, really. That's the message I got and while I'd never been a model myself, I'd been an artist long enough to know them pretty well.Doing the job was like wearing a mask. If an artist asked Amy to get naked, it wasn't really her doing it. She was detached and distanced from. "This is very smart for an impecunious army officer." It's my parents'. Would you like some Dutch Courage?"She nodded."Brandy?"She nodded again. He poured them each one. He offered her an armchair and sat opposite on the sofa.She took a sip of her drink and looked up at him shyly and then decisively put her glass down."My father raped me when I was sixteen."Henry stared at her in horrified silence.She looked down in shame and humiliation. Henry longed to go to her and comfort her but he had. I thought I was going crazy. I was so freaked out I stopped even telling my doctors about it. I thought they would transfer me to the mental ward.“It took two weeks before my vision improved enough that I could see that in most cases, the people involved weren’t even moving their lips. It finally clicked what was happening.“I got out of the hospital yesterday. I went to Jerry Amos’s office in the afternoon to see you, Jake, but Jerry said you didn’t work there anymore. He wouldn’t give me your. 30 and went inside the bedroom and then she called me inside the bedroom i went inside i saw mami was in peticoat and blouse she was totally in the mischivious mood she said me that he want to see weither she got hurt or not i said yes in low voice.She told me you wil not be able to see as i was standing far away she told me to come near her i went near her i was little shivering then she asked me wath happen i sad i am little afraid she said why r u afraid isaid i dont know,then she took out.