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   Story: Why I HATE Riding on the School Bus 2 of 5   
                       Chapter 2: First Day on the Bus   
      
         I hated the boys already, from last year, but I really REALLY hate   
   them now!  The very first day, right after our seats were assigned, I   
   found out they were going to be mean to me.  Mark sat by the window,   
   then I had to sit in the middle, then Curt sat on my other side.  Right   
   away they looked at each other and smiled their mean smiles.  Curt tried   
   to hold my left hand but I pulled away, then Mark grabbed my right arm.   
   When I tried to pull away from him, Curt took my left arm and twisted it   
   behind my back and Mark did the same with my right arm.  I told them to   
   stop it because it hurt me, but they never have listened to any girl.   
   They held my arms behind me and slid their other hands up under my dress   
   and started feeling my legs.  The bus stopped at the next stop to pick   
   up Jack Trice and some other kids.  Mr. Carter told him where to sit.   
   Jack saw what Curt and Mark were doing to me when he sat down, and he   
   laughed as he watched me struggling.   
      
         Mark pulled my dress up on his side, and Curt pulled it up on his,   
   and they bent me over and jerked it past my face.  I thought since I was   
   wearing a dress instead of jeans, that's all they would do, like last   
   year.  I was WRONG!!!  They had the whole bus ride, at least half an   
   hour, and they were just getting started on me.  They pulled me back up   
   and looked at me in my panties, and I relaxed, thinking the worst was   
   over and pretty soon they would let go of me and let me pull my dress   
   back down.   
      
         More kids got on at the next stop, including Pete and Katie.  They   
   both got a surprise when they were told where to sit.  Katie knew they   
   were mean boys, but since she was in kindergarden last year, and went   
   home at noon, she never had to walk past them before.  As soon as she   
   was sitting down and Pete was beside her, I heard her scream "Eeeee!   
   Stop it!"  I didn't look over to see what Jack and Pete were doing to   
   her, because just then Curt and Mark started pulling my panties down   
   and I had to struggle as hard as I could to try to stop them.  I held   
   my legs out real wide so they couldn't pull my panties down any further,   
   but Curt stuck his hand inside them and started feeling me, right on   
   my bare pussy.  I tried to kick him but that just got my legs together   
   again and they jerked my panties down to my knees real fast.   
      
         I screamed, hoping that Mr. Carter would hear me and make them   
   leave me alone.  They both jerked hard on my arms, twisting them way up   
   on my back, and told me to shut up.  Mr. Carter didn't hear me anyway.   
      
         I could hear Katie pleading with Jack and Pete, whining "oh please,   
   stop it, let me go! please oh no don't! oh please stop! oh no oh no!"   
   I looked over and saw that she was backwards in the seat, with her   
   face on it, and Pete was sitting on her arm.  Her dress was up and her   
   panties were down at her knees, and both boys were feeling her bottom   
   and sticking their fingers between her legs.  She was kicking with her   
   feet as much as she could, but she couldn't hit Jack or Pete at all.   
      
         Just then Mark pulled my hair and Curt twisted my arm up further   
   and bent me over again.  I was afraid they were going to do to me what   
   the other boys were doing to Katie.  Later I wished they had done that   
   to me instead of what they did.  While Curt held my arms, Mark pulled   
   my dress over my shoulders and down to my elbows.  I started struggling   
   as hard as I could when I realized what they were doing, but I couldn't   
   get away from Curt and my arms were really hurting.  I was crying and I   
   guess I was saying the same things Katie was saying, not that they ever   
   listened to me.  Curt bent my arms straight and Mark pulled my dress to   
   my wrists, then he held my arms for Curt.   
      
         When Curt had my dress off, he threw it into the seat ahead of us,   
   where another boy grabbed it and threw it further.  I saw it flying up   
   to the front of the bus when they jerked me back up again.  Mark pushed   
   my bottom out away from the seat and both boys grabbed my panties again.   
   This time they jerked them down to my ankles and while I was struggling   
   to get away I accidentally pulled my feet out of them.  I was completely   
   naked except for my shoes and socks and the barrettes in my hair.  Curt   
   tossed my panties forward, and they disappeared somewhere around the   
   middle of the bus.  There was a lot of laughing right after that, and   
   other boys started looking back at us, grinning.   
      
         All the while they were stripping me, Mr. Carter kept driving,   
   picking up more kids, and not hearing me or Katie crying and screaming.   
   The bus was about half full when he stopped the next place, and got out   
   to talk to some parent who was there.  As soon as he was off the bus,   
   Curt and Mark stood up, and lifted me right off the seat by my arms   
   behind my back.  They lifted me way up so everyone on the bus could see   
   my titties and my pussy.  I tried to cross my legs to hide my pussy, but   
   Mark stabbed my side with his finger and ordered me to spread my legs.   
   I had to do it, to keep him from stabbing me again only harder.  I held   
   my legs out as wide as I could.  Everyone on the bus was turned around,   
   looking at my bare body and laughing at me.   
      
         Then Jack and Pete held up Katie.  She at least still had her dress   
   on.  They lifted her up with her bare bottom to the other kids, and   
   pulled her panties down and past her feet.  She was still pleading "oh   
   no, please stop! please let me go, I don't like this!"  They ignored   
   her, of course, and pulled her dress way up and turned her around so   
   the whole bus could see her pussy, too.  She just hung there crying and   
   pleading, and they started feeling her all over in front of everyone.   
   Mr. Carter finally got back on and the boys pushed us down in the seat   
   fast and everyone else turned around so he wouldn't know anything was   
   going on.   
      
         I didn't know who had my dress and my panties.  I didn't want to go   
   to school in just my shoes and socks.  But we were still only halfway   
   there and Curt and Mark weren't through with me YET!!!   
      
         Mark grabbed both my arms behind me and pulled me over his lap.   
   Curt pulled my legs up and bent them way back so my shoes were touching   
   my bare bottom.  I tried kicking real hard but they are both so much   
   stronger than I am.  One of them untied my shoes then.  I couldn't see   
   what they were doing, but I could feel my shoes getting real loose,   
   and I knew someone was pulling the laces out of them.  The next thing   
   I knew, they were tying my wrists together and I couldn't stop them.   
   He pulled off my shoes and tossed them into the seat ahead of us, then   
      
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