All you need to do is set up a password and have fun."Erica squealed and ran up to him and gave him a hug and a kiss on the forehead and said, "Thank ...ou Uncle Dar." You need another one for your self now, Uncle Dar," I said. "I haven't seen you do much with your computer since you got it."He laughed again and said, "I already have one. I got three lap tops that day at the mall. I just have the other hidden so I can use it."I laughed and took Ellen and Nancy upstairs to see what we had to wear. I was very surprised how husband can ask some guy to stay at his home for week with his wife. May be they trusted me. I acted like normal said yes.. will try at least to visit. I don’t had any work and studies as it was my spring break. I was doing this in hope of getting job in his company. But something more was in offer for me.As soon as he went to Chicago she asked me whether I am coming or not. I said I will come tomorrow. So next day I reached to their home in evening. She prepared tea. We walked in it was a little dark and dingy but smelled a little like cigars. The owner greeted us, an older Arab man wearing what looked like middle eastern clothing, he introduced himself as Mustafa. He was friendly enough and urged us to look around.My Emily asked him about belly dancing outfits and he lit up. He led us towards the back of the store. There had to be over a hundred different belly dancing outfits. My wife rifled through the outfits finding a white sheer outfit accented with. ” Her tone was both tranquil and piercing. “You…” He attempted to reply. But he never finished. Vincent now looked like rage and lust had completely engulfed him. He grabbed Bonnie’s Head by a handful of her dark gently curled hair he could find, turned her head sideways so that one side was now rubbing hard against the wooden fence and the other was exposed facing him. He gathered, then he spat on the open side of her face, slapped hard her on her ass cheeks and tits with his free hand..