She shook her head when he asked his question. "I haven't... worn pants for a long time." The closest thing she had ever really worn that was like pants were short shorts. "You wouldn't have to pull them down all the way..." She added on as she thought about it. She wondered then where he would get a skirt. He wasn't going to... buy something for her was he? Guilt started to kick in before she felt him pressing her between the legs. Nudging the brass knuckles against her. She held her breath until he let up and she whimpered.<br/><br/>She grew a bit shier as he corrected her as well as reminded her of what she had said. It wasn't long though that she was reminded before she was panting so much lack of air circulating through her body made it hard to think.<br/><br/>She gasped at the cough and rushed to get up as she felt she must have been keeping the driver waiting all too long if he needed to cough to get their attention. She fell back a ways though as her escort started grabbing at her as she walked. She tried to keep her panting quiet by breathing through her nose as they made their way towards the front of the bus. She would have stopped completely right there in the aisle contently were it not for his urging her forward by her bottom. Her eyes were almost closed by the time they were by the driver. Her breasts jiggling just a bit with each step she took. She didn't think of how bare she was at all, but how much she wanted to just be alone with him again.