Cain never wanted to talk to Keida - it was one of the many reasons why their friend group had fallen apart.  That the boys would somehow reunite today on all days left Haley reeling and she pursed her lips in response to the sour outcome. Her jaw was tight with tension. Keida and Cain, the two boys from her childhood - one cold and mysterious and the other warm and radiant. One boy held her heart, the other had claimed her innocence. "You... you should have warned me, Keida. You should have done that at the very least." His excuse did little to absolve him of guilt, he'd played a cruel joke and Haley seethed, the annoyance bubbling beneath the fear.<br/><br/>However, despite her anger, Keida's threat lingered heavily in the air. Cain couldn't know. The thought of Keida's lips spilling their intimate secrets into Cain's ear made Haley feel sick. She bit back her retort and allowed Keida to pin her against the counter and guide her hand onto his clothed limp. She could feel his hardness through his jeans, and she fought to repress memories of what had happened three days ago in his living room. Keida was talking about the importance of secrets, but her head was in shambles and the only thing she could think of was Cain and how doing this while he was right there was<i>wrong</i>... wrong on so many levels.<br/><br/>Keida's kiss brought her back to reality. "Keida, please, not while Cain's outside." Her words of protest were muffled against his warm lips. "He might hear us," again the words died and her mouth hung open as Keida's hand dipped from her stomach into her panties. His fingers were quick to find her opening. She was dry - much too worried about Cain and what if he found out - but his finger plunged inside her causing friction. Haley winced at the entrance, but the stirring of his lone digit was enough to stir up the aching need she'd felt three days ago. Slowly, her dry inner began to grow wet for him. She was blushing furiously, embarrassed by how easily her body had given in.<br/><br/>No... Cain couldn't no.<br/><br/>Haley would have protest, but the hem of her skirt was lifted and stuff into her mouth. Alarm shone in her eyes as Keida continued his expert ministrations. A second finger dove into her aching slit and her knees wobbled once more as familiar electricity sang across her skin. Keida's fingers stoked embers inside her.<br/><br/>As he played with her aching gash, she felt him grow harder through the fabric of his jeans. By now, Cain was probably wondering what exactly was taking the two of them so long. Haley couldn't muster up the words so she shook her head right then left. Her free hand reached for the wrist of his hand (the one that fondled her sex), and she pushed him away - or at least she tried to. His fingers spread within her, and Haley found her grip growing weak. "Keida, we should go back. Can't... can't we do the lesson later, after Cain leaves? I... I'll listen to you, but now just isn't a good time."<br/><br/>She was struggling. If Keida looked hard enough into her eyes, he'd see she was struggling to fight the mounting pleasure he'd built up between her thighs.<br/><br/>She didn't want Keida to grow bored and give up on her, but she didn't want to risk Cain finding out either - he couldn't find out.