Anderson play with her fork."What are you looking at?" said Ms. Anderson."Nothing, darling. I was waiting for you to take a bite."Ms. Anderson took a ...deliberate bite of her puff pastry and looked atCecilia expectantly. Cecilia took a tiny morsel of puff pastry andlifted it to her mouth."Now chew it slowly, like a real lady. Oh, honey, you look good likethat."Cecilia chewed endlessly at the morsel, trying to make it last, whileMs. Anderson kept a stern eye on her. "Good girl, you learn quick.". I do that shot a lot, though you're the first model whose been on horseback at the time. You know that it usually takes several attempts to get a good shot, don't you?" No. But okay." Let's do a couple of practice runs first so I can time your hair movement. You need to move the same way every time."She frowned."I told you a model's life wasn't all glamor. A lot of it is dull, boring repetition."She did it four times before I was satisfied. I set the exposure and framed the shot where I knew. The best way to describe her was my polar opposite, completely gorgeous! Long flowing blonde hair, a beautiful face, and body with large breasts. She was framed on either side by two men, I say men as they looked to be in their late twenties. Neither of the men was attractive, one of them was rather overweight. The overweight guy was kissing his way down the girl's neck while freeing her breasts from her bikini top. As he was doing this the other guy had his hand in her bikini bottoms.. She reminissed about the first time she saw him as a person who was more than an older man. He had come to her bedside with her father after he had heard that she had some evidence that might show corruption and murder in their town. He had heard some of the story and she had broken down and cried.He had bent over and tenderly caressed her cheek. There were tears in his eyes too.“I can’t stand to see you cry Nancy. You are so beautiful and I hate to see those tears. We’ll get them Nancy! Those.