Catch the bus

Climbing on the bus you throw the driver some loose cash, he barley looks at you.

You head to the back of the bus, where you're able to just hide away. You shut your eyes for a few stops, relaxing, letting the rays of the sun warm your face. The bus is mostly empty.

Soon, a large, balding middle aged man, with a scraggly beard gets on. He quickly spots you alone in the back and like an eager predator he b-lines straight for the back.

Eyes still closed you feel the man sit down, uncomfortably close, but no matter, just keep to yourself. It's a public bus after all.

You soon begin to drift off as the hangover clouds your brain. You begin to drift to a dream land, of fantasy. Throwing yourself into the setting of Azerim, the mmo play almost every night. Running around with the frog men of the swap, surviving the cold winters of Borough of Ehdin, with the travelling giant tribes.

You're quickly brought back to reality when you feel a large, damp, rough hand touch your bare thigh. The sudden flash of memory courses through your mind. Remember losing your luggage, drinking a bottle of wine, prancing around in your room dressed in women's clothes. Passing out dressed like a vulnerable girl on the back of a public bus. You look like a girl hungover from a night partying!

The mortifying thought freezes you place, feeling this creeps hand begin caressing your inner thigh. You turn to look at him, his eyes facing forward but with a sickly smile spread across his face.

You feel small. You don't want to bring attention to yourself at all, but you can't let this guy manhandle you!