Nate!" I gasp. "You can't just... just..." "Just what?" he asks, fondling your bottom through my shorts "You can't just walk up to a girl and start" - I fumble for the words - "taking liberties!" "Why not?" He slides his hand from cheek to cheek, exploring the curvature of my derriere. My mind is racing, trying to think of anything I could have done, any signals I've sent, that would've led him to believe he could just walk up and do this to me. "What do you mean, why not?"I reply disbelievingly. "You just can't!" "Courtney, I'm not sure that I want to live in a world where I can't grope a beautiful woman. Do you mind if I take a look at your panties?" he asks brazenly.