The thick air was hot as a girl boarded the packed vehicle
her heartbeat quickening with a mix of excitement and apprehension. A glance around confirmed her fears this was going to be packed ride. Suddenly a hand found its way on her waist
sending a shockwave through her. She tried to turn but the press of bodies held her fast. Then another skimmed her thigh
her breath catching in her throat. This was a familiar pattern in the busy streets of Cairo. Soon after she was pushed into a hard body
the mix of fear and arousal intensifying. The vehicle swayed and she stumbled falling into him completely
. His firm body against her was impossible to ignore. She shut her eyes tight thinking about the bus driver unaware to the secret dance unfolding in his rearview mirror. That afternoon a shy smile crept onto her face as she recalled the sudden excitement
of the forbidden touches. The experience lingered a guilty delight she'd never confess
. The commute would always be different.
