One of those gatherings where you go with a couple of friends, and end up in the corner with the resident's pet. And there you'd sit, just staring out... into the crowd, noting everyone pairing off and getting wasted. You don't know why you bother coming to these, and half the time you aren't even sure why you're friends with these people. After a drink or two, all they do is tease you. You're the virgin, you never get nailed, you never cut loose, hell - you probably don't even like boys! Maybe. '" It was after that I stood up, thanked him for his time and left quite bewildered."Now that the stage had been set, it was time for me to do my sales thing."I suppose that was a little scary, the thought of becoming a young, attractive woman in order to save your hair. I know it would scare most males. But have you ever thought about it since then Conrad?" I... well... yes, I suppose so but it seems so drastic, don't you think?" What if there was a less traumatic way to accomplish restoring. I told them to leave as I said I had to clean up. They had now left the room.As mom lay there trying to recover from her gangbang, I helped mom stand up, whispered in her ear, “It’s over,”. Mom quietly dressed up in a hurry while I also sobered myself. We left the hotel and took a cab home. Till then we didn’t talk and we didn’t look at each other.Once alone in the cab, I put my arm around her and said, “I’m so sorry”Her eyes were bloodshot as tears began instantly streaming, “I can’t believe. Fortunately, only I was in a privileged position to view my wife’s assets.“Don’t be scared, beta. Speak freely,” said the sarpanch.Kusum didn’t utter a word. Instead, I made them aware of the situation.“Some motherfucker, pardon my language, recorded my wife’s bathing video. Not only that, that asshole had the audacity to upload it on an adult website for the world to enjoy. Now all the youngsters of our have seen Kusum without clothes putting my wife in a very embarrassing situation.”I showed.