Her protest draws unwelcome attention and makes things trickier

"Hey!" Rachel exclaimed as her miniskirt was lifted. She might have said or done more if a guy in front of her hadn't turned toward her, clearly thinking she'd been talking to him.

"Hey yourself," he said, and she tried not to gag on his foul breath.

"Damn, I guess she is wearing some," a voice said from behind, sounding disappointed, though they still kept her skirt lifted above her ass. "Side-tie panties. Yum."

"Uh, hi," Rachel said to the guy in front of her, smiling automatically. She let go of one of the overhead bar with one hand so she could twist partway toward the guys holding her skirt. "Cut it out!" she told them.

"Oooh, she told you off!"

"Why cut, when I can untie?" the voice asked, and before she knew it a pair of hands had yanked loose the ties on her panties, whisking the thin protection from her crotch.

"Hey!" she cried out again

"Oh sorry," said the guy in front of her, making her turn back to him automatically. "I didn't realize you were with your boyfriend."

"Hear that? You're her boyfriend."

"Awesome. I'm gonna use my boyfriend-rights."