Colonial History: Leah lets him fondle her. (Tenure: +10 Suspicion: +5)

Leah gave Mr. Howard a look that could kill. But she didn't stop him. His hand slid up her legs until he reached her groin and he moved his hand awkwardly trying to stimulate her--or maybe it was just stimulating him. The way the seats on the bus were laid out it was impossible for the driver or the bus's camera to spot what was happening below about the chest level. The tall faux leather seats that all American school children knew and loathed provided a hedge for Mr. Howard's lascivious actions. Nearby the seat across was empty and the closest student, Nate, was busy on his smartphone--like half the bus.

She turned away in annoyance. Even as he held his clipboard in such a way as to obscure where his hand went. With Leah's obsequence Mr. Howard moved his hand up and down her leg again. He squeezed her side. And for a brief instant groped her breast. But even he knew that was dangerous territory as it was moving above the safety of the faux leather seats. He moved his hand back down. Leah felt her hand suddenly being grabbed. He moved her hand to his crotch and squeezed her hand into his manhood, his underwear, and pants a thin layer between his growing girth. He gave her a look as he held his clipboard in an unnatural position to block anyone from viewing what her hand might be doing.