It’s what I want. I just?.I just didn’t know how much I’d have to do.? She wiped away the last of her tears.He turned the camera around on its t...ipod and pointed it at the naked, pretty brunette sitting in front of him. Sitting naked in his school office, her tits just begging to be fucked.?Pull your hair off your tits. I can’t see them clearly. And open your legs at the knees. As wide as you can, Linda. Nice smile please.??Sorry. Is that better?? He smiled, and pressed RECORD.?Hi everyone?It’s. I think, who was tricked by some phony Voodoo Priest. I was so mad at Doug I mean Donna. I started to cry.Meanwhile it seemed as if Donna did not even care. He started talking about when he was a little boy and his first Saints football game. I mean honestly, men are so uncaring. I go to all this trouble of getting a priest to help our marriage and all Doug can do is rant on about football.Aw shit, there I go again I keep slipping into Donna mode. Donna was very happy she claimed to really. And her red hair cascaded down around her shoulders. I had her try the process again after the patch was applied.Success.She smiled her stressed out smile, that end of the month accounting group overworked, I've got to close the books smile she uses."Good to go?" Yep, I'll be able to get my reports done now." Excellent, let me know if you have any other issues." OK"That has been out relationship. I'm the computer geek, she's the head bean counter. I make sure the trains run on time, she counts. Algiers to Madrid to Lagos to Cape Town to Bloemfontein to Pretoria to Victoria. All to arrive in Durban before the shipment of nuclear material from Bandar Abbas in two days.The men from the Team of the Prophet would be arriving tomorrow.Bin Salaam took a taxi to Durban, dressed like any other businessman – he even carried a briefcase, filled with the shipping papers. He checked in to the Albany Hotel, in the center of Durban’s busy downtown. He retrieved a suitcase that had been left for him.