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BR&T date: September 1953

The mean boys were mean to all the girls last year, but they're worse now, at least to me and another girl. This year Mr. Carter assigned us all seats that we have to sit in. He picked the seats by our last names, so I have to sit between Curt Winters and Mark Zimmerman, and those are two of the mean boys. A little first grader, Katie Turner, has to sit between the other two mean boys, Jack Trice and Pete Willis. We all sit in the very last seats, way in the back of the bus.

The other girls don't have to worry any more about the mean boys grabbing them and pulling their clothes off as they get on the bus to go home. But now everything the boys did to every girl last year, they do to me and Katie every day, going to school and going home, the whole way there and back. And that's not all!

The bus doesn't go all the way to my house. I have to get on and off two blocks from home, at the same place Curt and Mark do. We are the first ones to get on the bus in the morning and the last ones to get off after school, and I have to walk down the block, around the corner and down the next block to get home. The bus doesn't go there because it's a dead end where it wouldn't be able to turn around.

Just as soon as we get on in the morning, the boys take me back to the back seat of the bus. Once I tried to sit in the front seat, but Mr. Carter got down his paddle, pushed me over the back of the seat, pulled my dress up and my panties down, and spanked me real hard on my bare bottom right in front of Curt and Mark. Because of that I have to sit with them no matter what they do to me. Mr. Carter doesn't hear too well, either, so he never hears me or Katie crying and screaming even though most of the other kids can hear us. The one time he did hear me he just spanked my bare bottom in front of everyone on the whole bus, so I try not to scream so loud anymore. Katie just cries and whimpers and pleads with Jack and Pete real quiet.

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 realised 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 started working on my socks. They were all I had left to wear, so I kicked and kicked and screamed and screamed but it didn't help. He got them both off of me anyway. Then he tied one of my shoestrings around my ankles and pulled it so tight it hurt me.

I thought I knew how mean they were from last year, but I had no idea how mean boys can be when they get the chance! When Mr. Carter got off at another stop to talk to another parent, Mark quickly dragged me out into the aisle in front of everyone again. All the boys were looking at me, to see what Mark and Curt would do to me this time. He picked me up by my arms and carried me down the aisle, giving everyone on the bus a close up look at my titties and belly button and pussy as he went past. Curt followed. Then they took me back to the center of the bus and pushed me down on the floor. Curt tied the string on my ankles to the leg of a seat while Mark tied my wrists to another seat on the other side. When Mr. Carter started to get back on, someone warned them, and they ran back to their seat.

They left me there, tied up naked in the middle of the aisle. Mr. Carter didn't even notice, and no one told him. I thought I saw him looking at me in his big mirror, but maybe he didn't see me. All the boys near me were staring at my bare body and snickering. Even some of the other girls laughed at me.