His face was the picture of surprise.In front of me another rider sported 'Magogs, New Plymouth' on his back. I just avoided shunting his 'soft tail' ...in the rear.A stream of cars now began to pass in the other lane, all caught behind a car towing a caravan. I was terrified, my skin was crawling and I could feel the beads of sweat forming under my helmet.The two riders in front were about two metres apart. I made a snap decision, borne out of fear, and aimed the bike in the gap.This time the. "You need to keep running, it's getting rounder," and he'd smack my butt and it would be bouncing as I tried to fill the shelf. Smack as he squeezed past me, "I can barely get by with that bubble butt." They were always accompanied by his laugh and cheeky grin.I started to check my butt out at home to see if was true, had it got bigger, was it that round? No girls had mentioned my butt at work before and previous girlfriends had not paid this much attention to it. It might have got some weight. I opened my eyes a little and saw Debojit who was drunk came near my mom and lie next to her. I didn’t say anything as I thought we all need to sleep in one hall. So it’s fine we need to adjust.But after 5-10 minutes I saw him moving his hands slowly over my mom’s legs and was trying to lift her saree. As he was slowly lifting her saree I could see her toned thighs which could give any guy hard on. Slowly he moved his hands inside her saree which even shocked me.Now I could see my moms saree. I get on my knees and unfasten his tuxedo pants, struggling to reach the zipper under his ridiculous purple cummerbund. By this time the mother of the bride has gotten wind of what’s happening and she’s enlisted the help of the maid of honor to batter the goddamn door down before it’s too late. I smile to myself. My name is infamous to these people. The chastity guard are beating at the door as only two women determined to prevent the ultimate shaming of their beloved girl can. He begins to.