As bus started, “Pooja stepped backward due to inertia and her foot landed on mine”.“Aahuch!”, I screamed.“Sorry! Sorry! There was push from...the crowd ahead!, “Pooja apologized, “God! There is no place to stand properly also. Why did we boarded this bus!”“It’s OK!”, I said.The bus accelerated and then suddenly the driver applied breaks. I got jolted forward on Pooja. I tried to move back, but there found I no space. The bus moved on. And with my desire too. My penis kept brushing against her. I know the newspapers and the court system say otherwise but I can assure with utmost sincerity that I am not that kind of person. My mom and my stepdad have pretty much thrown up their hands and shoved me into the "return to sender" slot at our happy little home not wanting to face up to the accusations that their son is some kind or pervert. My sister Ronnie thinks it is all very funny but she always did have a weird sense of humor.I should state right up front that I am already sixteen and. For those people who don't know the meaning of the part 'NIP' in the title. Well, it stands for 'Nude In Public'.The story will be told from her point of view, and she will tell us how she experienced it. It will mostly go, about the things that she did and how she was feeling when she was doing it at that moment of time. She just wants to explain us, why she has become that naked girl among all those clothed people in this world.I hope you will love her story and who knows, if you are ever. She locked the shackles around my ankles and connected the spreader bar between my feet. My legs were spread wide and with my short skirt on, my stocking tops and garter clips were exposed. "There. Much better. Sitting there in such an unlady like position and showing off. It's a good thing you're wearing clean panties." Click! Click! Click!" Cheryl had pulled out her cell phone and was taking pictures of me. Just a little insurance in case you change your mind about being my bitch."Cheryl.