She reached out to Leigh, her sisterCheryl, Aaron's sister Laura, and her friend Racheal from church. She didn'ttell them why she needed their help, s...he just told them what she needed fromeach of them and they all agreed to help.She prevailed on Leigh to help her create a romantic ambiance in theirapartment, and for Leigh to make herself scarce while she and Aaron had aromantic dinner. Racheal would create a romantic four course meal for Bethand Aaron. Laura and Cheryl would be instrumental. A few hours later, coffee and supper was made and enjoyed, I heard a notification from my computer. I had already heard back from Sarah and made plans to see her tomorrow. Strolling over, I read the brief message from Zaida: 'Call me on WhatsApp after you see this'. Sure enough, I saw a new video file and loaded it to watch... and there she was, my beautiful wife Zaida, on her knees. She was naked again, her pretty brown perky breasts visible to the camera angle, a perfect impish grin on her. ” Maybe that was it. Our dad and how he treated us. Let him fondle and we’d get a treat. Let him kiss and we’d get a reward. Not just money, though. He’d give us attention. Love. This was so cliché—abused girl becomes slutty. And incorrect. A lot of girls don’t become like this. I certainly didn’t. But this poor girl still needed that attention, that reward of love in the form of penetration.After she was done with her john, she went back to the kitchen, wiping cum from her chin. They asked her. Carla liked to swim as much as I do and she was great on the diving board. I hadn’t seen Carla since the summer before and I didn’t remember her looking like this. She was wearing a white bikini that had a tube top that barely covered her boobs and a string bottom. I stopped swimming and stood up in waist high water at the shallow end of the pool.She said “hi Rick how are you”?I said “stunned at how incredible you look”!Carla turned red and said “thanks, I bought this bikini for this.