Just as Heather's luck would have it, a girl who walked a little too far to the back spotted the young woman crouching in the corner in the backseat.
The girl walked to the back of the bus and sat right next to where Heather was hiding, "get up here." She said in a casual tone as to not attract any attention.
Heather figured that she better do as she was told if she didn't want to be exposed, she got up and sat in the back corner of the bus.
"I heard my mom say on the phone that there was a streaker in the neighborhood," The girl said, grinning widely "I didn't expect to find her on the school bus."
"Please don't make me sit on chair," Heather pleaded with the girl, as she wasn't in the mood for idle chatting "I could be seen like this."
"oh, don't worry, I've done a couple of things with boys back here," the girl's eyes flashed as she said "nobody can tell if you're wearing anything, or anything at all."
Heather felt her whole body blush, she was being ridiculed by a girl at least 10 years younger than her.
Just then the girl moved her hand and pinched one of Heather's nipples, Heather nearly gasped in shock, but managed to stay silent despite that, she realized that she was trapped here; she couldn't move from this spot of fear of being seen, and she couldn't go against this girl's wishes in fear of being exposed by her.
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