It's a bit more... enjoyable

The redhead slaps your thigh. The stinging sensation slightly turns you on.

"Michelle! Listen to me! You're so spacey today!"

You turn to her and smile. You then slide your hand along her thigh and squeeze, "Sorry. I'm all yours. What were we saying?"

The redhead looks at you a bit uncomfortable but doesn't seems to mind.

"That Josh is like the WORST guy. He won't leave me alone." She replies.

"Guys are the worst! Aren't they?" You pull a bit closer. "You know what I think? You need to ignore that shitty Josh guy."

"Like, how though? He keeps sliding in my DMs, can't avoid him at all!"

You lean in and whisper, "What if we convinced the school you were bi for, like, a week?"

"What? That's cray." She replies.

"He'd get the message."

"I don't know, that seems like a lot of work!"

Your hand returns to her thigh, this time sliding slightly under her dress.

"Are any of his friends on the bus?" You ask.

"Yeah. Jeremy is, but why does it-"

You kiss her deeply. She's surprised and holds back quite a bit.

You break the kiss and whisper in her ear, "We have to make it convincing..."

You look each other in the eyes for a moment before you kiss her once more. Deeply. This time she returns it. She pulls back momentarily, confused. You go in for a third time, and she's definitely receptive. You place your hand behind her head and pull her in. You start to make out more heavily. You slide your hand lightly up her thigh. Her underwear is moist. She lets out a sigh.

"We, we're on the bus." She moans quietly.

The bus slows to a stop.

"Not for much longer." You add.