I figured I wouldn't see Cagney again. "Maybe I went too fast?" I thought to myself.The next morning I was up early taking care of a few things before... breakfast. I was just about to leave the house and get some breakfast downtown when the phone rang. It was Cagney."I left my bra at your house last night, can I come by and pick it up?" She asked, her tone was unusual."Sure, is everything ok? you're not upset?" I said, wondering why she called so early."I'll be there soon ok?" she hung up, not. It appeared Mark was staring into my window but I thought to myself, “He can’t see me with the sun in his eyes.”I felt safe but that itch between my legs began acting up again only stronger. As Mark took a drink from the cup he was holding I slowly undid the towel around my body and let it fall to the floor. If he could see me he did react to my actions. I stood there with only the towel on my head. I watched for any indication he could see me. He only swiveled his head left and then right. She felt herself being lowered to the ground and triedto struggle, but found she was being held down. Handsgripped her arms over her head, while other handsgripped her ankles and began spreading her legs apart.Two mouths suckled her breasts while other hands beganpushing her skirt up. She felt tongues and mouthsworking their way up her legs and thighs. She tried tostruggle again, but to no avail. Her panties were pulled off and she felt a fingerrubbing her clit. It shouldn’t feel good,. It was as if every young man with a little spirit in his walk might be someone to make love to, any beautiful girl her age might be someone to kiss, and any young attractive couple might be something to split up. In short, Hayley was incredibly turned on. It was as if her whole afternoon were a wet dream."Hey, you alright?" Sarah touched Hayley's shoulder."Yeah, why?" Hayley responded as she turned her head to catch the backside of a suited young man who'd been walking closer and closer towards.