Back when my wife to be were courting, we went to a party in the cellar of a large house. It would go on until the early hours with lots of people coming & going. My girl had a leather mini skirt on & she has shapely legs. We decided to leave at 10:30 pm and as we walked up the cellar stairs - my girl in front of me.
Guys & couples were coming down the stairs too on our right.
As my girl passed one guy coming down, he stopped and put his hand right up her skirt. Idiot hadn’t realised the guy behind, me, was her fiancee.
I grabbed his tie & yanked very hard. He did the rest of the stairs face first.
I didn’t bother to look back - I’d made my point.
Those were my biker days - interesting times the ‘60s.
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