The familiar semi-tightness of my shirt, which always provided me with comfort, was gone. I was topless on the bus. Where was my shirt?
Now that the realization had hit me, I shrunk in on myself and tried to hide my breasts. The kids were still running around and I didn't want to have some sort of a misunderstanding with their parents.
I tried to look around for anything that was available to cover up with. Times like this made me wish I kept back-up clothes on my person to help keep me modest.
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