Katelyn put on a stretchy white tank top that clung to her cone shaped breasts alluringly and a pair of short gray gym shorts. She lay in bed watching the plasma TV on the wall opposite the bed and tried flipping through magazines, but nothing caught her interest. She kept looking at the clock and wondering what Hayley was doing. Katelyn was trying to concentrate on Late Night with Conan O'Brien but was getting more and more agitated that Hayley was not yet home. I'm like a mother waiting for her daughter to come home from a date she thought to herself, but she knew she wasn't having maternal feelings....