I caught Emma turning around to take a look and panicked.
I laid down on Miley's lap hastily and shoved my face between her legs so that Emma would not notice my presence.
"Sorry! Sorry!" apologized the person whom the driver had rebuked. The commotion in the bus finally died down.
"What are you doing? Get up!" Miley whispered furiously as she pulled at my head hard.
An electric thrill shivered up my spine. Heat clouded my mind in an instant. "I feel dizzy, Miley. Let me rest on your lap for a few seconds."
"But…" Miley stammered. I knew what she was worried about. My face was lying right next to her most intimate parts. She could probably feel my hot breath on her crotch with every breath I exhaled.
A soft gasp escaped from Miley's lips. She stuck her chin up and refused to look at
