Lost in thought, she doesn't notice the busy hands until they're cupping her firm cheeks, giving a gentle squeeze. The microbus bounces along the potholed streets, providing cover for the anonymous groping. She feels a finger trace the outline of her panties, her breath hitching as it dips underneath, finding her wetness. The bus comes to a halt, and she quickly exits, leaving behind a stranger with a satisfied smirk and a commute that will never be forgotten.