Both the men now started giving mom dry fucks and helpless mom was trying to hold the berth above to maintain her balance. The man standing before her...started elbowing her boobs and having fun. Slowly both the men gained confidence that she is helpless and can raise any alarm. The men who till now have be pretending that the things are happening because of no space, have now started doing it deliberately.As I was the second person behind her I was able to see whats happening. Now that they have. The heavens opened at that point and simultaneously men and women up and down the street reached into their bags for all kinds of phallic shaped umbrellas, big black ones, small pink ones, short ones, fat ones. I felt the blood rush to my face again, my body stiffening as I prayed nobody was noticing the change in me.The man had, or he had definitely realised that I was not stopping his ever increasing advances towards me, pressing his soft squishy skin against my arm, his big round thighs. I never woulda thought about that..." I thought of somethingelse, though. "Oh, shit, what about the judging that afternoon?" "Relax, he was already suspended and went home before the judging.And if you're wondering about Ivan, he did almost _exactly_ the samething you did. Just not as well. So even the people that saw you won'tbe able to convince him any different. Blonde biker chicks kinda soundalike if you try and describe 'em, you know?" "Oh," I sighed, "my God... I might live. " Don't worry; I trust you that it's important." That's it. I think it is, but I'm not sure how important. A few days ago we were talking to Tom, that young lad on work-experience aboard Emily Jane. Jenni and Annie Knight both spoke a little to him of their abusive pasts – we didn't know about Annie's, of course – and beginning to talk about it ... well it seems that's stirred up some stuff for her and Terry's really worried. Jenni and I can cover for Emily Jane, but Annie ... well, she.