Nick = handsome, sweet sincere guy with a dark side
Anthony = Skye's brother tired of his babe rudeness and misbehaving
Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a dork all around.

Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesn't care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience.

Lessons Learned ( the pre-story )

Skye was sun tanning by the pool when she heard her Brother's vocalization. What could he possibly want, the fact she was sharing an apartment with him was almost too a great deal for her. `` Skye, '' he said again, `` are you going with us or not ? '' Completely irritated that she was being interrupted yet again by her overbearing brother, she glared at him and retied her Bikini top. Brushing past him she murmured `` like I want to go anywhere with you, HA I have a reputation to uphold ! '' She knew this would set him off but she didn't care. What was he going to do ? Scream and yell and call her a stuck up beef. She was surprised when his hand clamped down on her wrist, spinning her to him. `` What the fuck Mark Anthony ? That hurts ! '' Skye complained. Anthony refused to let go holding her in place, standing very close to her. Through clench teeth, he hissed, `` I don't know why you behave like this, but I, unlike mom will not put up with your childish behavior. Now go upstair put on clothes and try not to dress like a fill out slut. And stop sun tanning topless, do you interpret me ? '' Skye was pissed how dare her crony try to threaten her. Jerking her wrists free from his grasp, she replied venomously, `` Now brother earnest, don't require your sexual frustrations out on me ! ``

How daring he, that was crossing the parentage, she would have to realise him pay. One shoemaker's last glimpse over her shoulder, told her he was still fuming. Just to antagonize him further, she flipped him off and rage upstairs. Only to suit more disorder to see dent, her sidekick in force friend, relaxing on the lounge. He smiled at her as she entered, `` Hey Skye. '' Before slamming her bedroom room access, she screamed `` how many dip shits am I going to induce to carry on with today ? '' Nick sat in stunned quiet, completely unaware of the altercation outside. But nonetheless blur by her gall. Skye, pouted in her room mulling over what to do, she was starving but she didn't want to see her brother. Reluctantly she got dressed, completely ignoring her brothers requests. She put on the shortest white skirt she had, knowing her opprobrious thong would be visible, followed by a flyspeck red cami top and no bra. Smiling to herself she checked her appearance in the mirror satisfied. Her long fateful tomentum fell perfectly, her olive skin acquit, and big Brown eyes were so dark. Skye wore very little makeup, and what she did break only made her heart seem even darker. ``

Stomping into the living room, she cleared her throat, `` can we get this over with ? I'm fucking starving ! '' Anthony led the way while Nick held the door open for Skye. His manners were met with a ringlet of the eyes and `` You 're pathetic, no curiosity you're still single. '' The ride to the restaurant was unbearable. Nick and Marcus Antonius laughing, talking about the party finally weekend. Bragging about the girls they took plate. UGH, all Skye could call back of was, He 's acting as if zip happened ! ! That was the last straw she had to get away from him. She had no job, no car, but maybe she could peach to daddy about buying her an apartment and maybe if she begged hard enough he would increase her monthly margin. Once at the restaurant the boy's senseless chatter continued only to further annoy Skye. As the waitress took their order she lashed out at her for being incompetent."I said I wanted no chicken in my salad, '' Skye fumed, tossing a piece of music of Gallus gallus at the Danton True Young waitress, `` Apparently you're either deaf or stupid. '' The waitress scampered away humiliated, accidently sending Skye's drink across the table. `` You stupid bitch, your manager will not be happy ! Ugh I hope you and all your tyke can survive off welfare. You definitely won't have a job here anymore ! ! ! ! ! '' As Skye continued to throw her fit, Anthony apologized to the director, while Nick tried to calm the teary eyed waitress. Skye stormed out of the store and started walking home plate, followed by Anthony and Nick.
`` This is past the argumentation, Skye ; you do NOT act like a. What has gotten into you ? '' Mark Anthony demanded, `` stoppage, and babble out to me ! ''
Completely fueled by rage, Skye spittle `` How dare you stick up for that waitress, she's nothing, a changeling, worthless scum that deserves no ruth ! She was in the haywire not me. You humiliated me. I'm done Susan B. Anthony. You just wait until daddy hears about this ! ''
'' Go ahead, call him Skye ! You will be shocked to discover he 's tired of your behavior. You are selfish, and act as if the globe belongs to you. So yes margin call pa, and beg him to fix this place for you. I guarantee he will not let your cover, he's been thinking of agency to punish you. Have you noticed he's slowly cutting you off dear sister,"Susan Anthony taunted.

Anthony was shocked when the nose candy lands across his case and followed by the stinging maven. ding stood by the car watching shaking his chief, witnessing the worst of the sibling competitiveness to date. He decided to intervene when it became physical, not wanting Skye damage or his buddy arrested. He heard the abrasiveness and jaundice in skies words, as her brother held her against the side of the eating place forearm across Skye's throat. Skye was spitting in Antony's face, spewing gens. Nick was trying to defuse the situation quickly as he knew the gang inside was watching. Finally having them separated, Nick stood between them talking Susan B. Anthony down. Skye took off up the street only stopping to flash the onlookers from the restaurant before flipping her brother off and yelling"Don't trouble bub. I won't be difficulty for you anymore. ''

Skye fumbled her way through the streets, unsure of what street Jeremy lived on. Jeremy was her lovemaking. Sure they had their ups and down, and her family hated him. But what was new, her family disapproved of everyone. Skye thought back to the arguing with her dad. `` The only thing that Jeremy wants you for is an arm trophy, Skye, and to brag to his friends. '' Frustrated, and tired of walking Skye called Jeremy and asked him to come pickax her up. By the speech sound in the background, and the discomfort in his voice, Skye knew she was interrupting, but she had nowhere else to go. After an hour he finally showed up, telling her to get her ass in the truck. Only to arrive at his apartment 10 mines later. Skye huffed, `` hypothesis you got lost on the way to nibble me up ! '' She was answered with a cold-blooded shoulder, and a wave of the hand. On her way to the sleeping room, she heard Jeremy and his Quaker yelling at the TV. No dubiousness, Jeremy was losing whatever bet he had made. Great, she thought, which means he will be in a pleasant mood.

`` Skye, make us something to eat ! And get me another beer ! `` Jeremy interrupted her mentation. Grudgingly, Skye began preparing sandwiches, hot wings and Irish potato wedges. Bringing all of his protagonist another beer. Once everything was arrant, she laid it out for the boy to love. The food was gone in minutes. Seeing that the boys were content Skye curled up succeeding to Jeremy. Only to have him jerk away from her, when she reached for his hired man. Trying again this time, Skye leaned in for a kiss. `` Knock that bullshit off, Skye. '' Jeremy said through gritted dentition. Skye shot off the couch stomping back to his sleeping accommodation, slamming the room access. His protagonist whooping and hollering how he 's in trouble now.

An hour later, Jeremy was shaking Skye awake that familiar flavour in his eyes. She pushed his mitt away, still hurt from his earlier behavior. `` infant, wake up. '' He tried again kissing at her neck, running his hands up her legs. He whispered,"infant let me take a shit it up to you."As he unzipped his jean, Skye sat up in bed, aspirer ; the evening would have an orgasmic end. Jeremy stroked her font with his cock, brushing it against her mouth."come on sister help me get severely,"he said as he smiled down at her. Skye sticking her glossa out flicked the pass of his cock. Hearing his moan she continued lavishing his cock headland with her spit. Paying special attention to the hole at the very tip, using the tip of her clapper she began probing it. Flicking up, down and across. Wrapping her backtalk around the tip she sucked quickly creating a vacuum. Jeremy placed his hands on her head urging her to take him deeper. Obliging him, she worked her expert lips down his rigid turncock, tasting sweat. Rubbing her tongue underneath his cock while she sucked. Raising her hand she began massaging Jeremy's hairy sack, eliciting to a greater extent moan from him. The haircloth from Jeremy's loins, tickling Skye's nose. She could reek his musky scent. The precum dripping down her throat made her gag. Taking full advantage, Jeremy thrust his hips forward, the head of his cock slamming into her the binding of her mouth. HE kept pressing until his cock was lodged in her throat. Rotating his hip joint he fucked her pharynx deep. Careless about her struggling to breathe. Skye could find the throbbing of his cock against her clapper. She knew he was close to cumming. Eager to get on her make up sex, Skye pushed her face forward until her nose was buried in Jeremy's pubes. Rolling his balls between her fingers, she began moaning, the vibration setting off his explosion. Jeremy's hot freight spilled down her throat, dead reckoning after shot. belly full of cum, she could breathe loose as Jeremy pulled from her oral cavity. Jeremy swiped his dick against her lips before turning his back to Skye.

Zipping his denim up, he cleared his throat,"Skye, it's getting late, and I have programme tonight."Confused, Skye just sat there. She looked up at him angrily,"really Jeremy what about making it up to me ? And what am I supposed to do while you are out, watch TV ?"Ignoring Skye, Jeremy left her sitting there, mouth agape. When he returned to the elbow room, he handed her toss bust and purse to her. Smirking,"I came in your back talk. I think that is the perfect way for you to forgive me. Now get your shoes on so I can take you home, like I said I have plans. And you can't be here."

Unbelievable, Skye thought. I got him off and he's kicking me out. Where am I going to go ? And why should I take over a ride from that SOB ? Tears clouding her centre, she stormed out of the apartment, Jeremy calling after her. For the second time that night, Skye found herself walking alone in a part of town she didn't know very well. cold and crying she couldn't think straight. The coolheaded nighttime air giving her goose pimple. Looking up and down the street, it was vacant except for the van idling at the end of the street."Great,"she muttered to herself,"no pay telephone, and no one to ask for directions."Sighing she turned her back on the van and continued to walk down the street. Before Skye could pass the end of the block. She heard a thrill of footsteps. Startled she turned quickly, a clenched fist smashing into her stomach, knocking the air from her. Before Skye could scream, the attacker's clenched fist connected with her temple. Rendering her unconscious mind. The unknown figure standing over Skye's crumpled soundbox on the side manner of walking. Testing to make certain she was still breathing. He checked to pass water sure as shooting there was no one in vision before restraining her carpus with a zip tie. Hefting her over his shoulder joint, he laid her John L. H. Down in the back of his van. As he further restrained her, he took a few seconds to view the treasures he now had .