First, she has to help someone with their luggage

Just before she could sit down, however, Candace felt a tap on her barely-clad shoulder.

"Um, excuse me miss," a short elderly woman asked her, "could you help me put my bag up in the compartment?"

"Uhhh," Candace desperately wanted to scream 'no', but instead what came out was a "sure, I guess."

"Thank you so much!" the woman beamed as Candace took her heavy carry-on and lugged it up to the compartment. The suitcase pressed up against Candace's bare belly as her already-thin shirt rode up her torso. Not to mention, her boy shorts had become scrunched up in the course of her exercise, getting swallowed up by her pussy lips. All of this, in turn, made Candace feel even nakeder and want to get seated ASAP to make herself somewhat decent again.

In such a state, Candace flung the bag into the compartment and closed it with an authoritative click, planning on sitting down right away.