It was a prayer that caught up the needs of people, their sorrows and pains. Again I found myself praying to the doubted God, “Give her love and com...ort for she has born much.” During the next hymn Aine still sat with Sam in her lap and I could see she was struggling to find her handkerchief as she tried not to disturb the child. I got my own unused handkerchief out and passed it to her. She looked up and gave me a wan smile of thanks. The remainder of the service passed in a blur until at last. Cynthia turned on the camera and moved the little dial around, hoping to find those lurid photos that Matt had taken of her. Instead, she found something else. Nude photos all right. But not of her! No, these were lurid photos of her virginal little daughter sunbathing naked out by the pool! Each photo became more and more explicit as the zoom feature was obviously being used to record Kristin's spectacular teen age beauty. Cynthia gasped as the close ups of her daughters hairless pussy. My other mates made sure Kalie had a place very near me for lunch and they'd also done a lot more cooking than normal for our noon meal. Keeta was just on my other side while we ate and she made sure Kalie got a full translation for anything I said, and she did the same for me anytime Kalie spoke.The afternoon assignments changed too. Catla turned the smokehouse crew over to Keeta, Shayta, and Nanita and took over running things at our camp. Apparently the sewing circle intended to put Kalie in. There was another flash from behind her. She turned and looked down and saw Larry lying on the floor with another Polaroid camera that he had just used to take an upshot picture of her crotch. She put her hands on her hips and told him to stop and, as she said it, he took another upshot picture getting a clear shot of her tights covered crotch this time, with its clearly visible outline of her fully fleshed pussy lips. She bent over and tried to grab the photo ejecting from the front of Larrys.