Nick = handsome, confection earnest guy with a blue side
Mark Anthony = Skye's brother tired of his sisters crudity and misbehaving
Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerking all around.

Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a want of respect, and doesn't concern to give up the impression of those around her, believes she is so lots unspoiled than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience.

moral Learned ( the pre-story )

Skye was sun lashing by the pool when she heard her chum's voice. What could he possibly want, the fact she was sharing an apartment with him was almost too practically 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 two-piece 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 ? screaming and yell and scream her a stuck up bitch. She was surprised when his hired hand clamped down on her wrist, spinning her to him. `` What the fuck Anthony ? That hurts ! '' Skye complained. Anthony refused to let go holding her in place, standing very close to her. Through clenched 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 upstairs put on clothes and try not to primp like a consummate slut. And stop sun tanning topless, do you read me ? '' Skye was pissed how dare her pal try to imperil her. Jerking her wrist free from his reach, she replied venomously, `` Now brother dear, don't contract your intimate frustration out on me ! ``

How dare he, that was crossing the business, she would have to make him pay. One finale glance over her articulatio humeri, told her he was still fuming. Just to antagonize him further, she flipped him off and ramp upstairs. Only to go more perturbed to see ding, her sidekick good Friend, relaxing on the couch. He smiled at her as she entered, `` Hey Skye. '' Before slamming her sleeping accommodation door, she screamed `` how many dip shits am I going to have to plow with today ? '' snick sat in astonied silence, completely incognizant of the altercation outside. But nonetheless obscure by her bitterness. 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 brusque white skirt she had, knowing her grim thong would be visible, followed by a tiny red cami top and no bra. Smiling to herself she checked her appearance in the mirror satisfied. Her long grim hair fell perfectly, her olive skin clear, and big brown optic were so dark. Skye wore very trivial constitution, and what she did wear only made her center seem even darker. ``

Stomping into the aliveness room, she cleared her throat, `` can we get this over with ? I'm fucking starving ! '' Anthony led the way while Nick held the threshold candid for Skye. His manners were met with a scroll of the oculus and `` You 're hapless, no admiration you're still ace. '' The ride to the restaurant was unbearable. Nick and Anthony laughing, talking about the political party last weekend. Bragging about the young lady they took place. UGH, all Skye could think of was, He 's acting as if nothing happened ! ! That was the last straw she had to get away from him. She had no job, no car, but maybe she could verbalise to daddy about buying her an apartment and maybe if she begged hard enough he would increase her monthly allowance. Once at the restaurant the boy's senseless chattering continued only to further vex Skye. As the waitress took their ordering she lashed out at her for being incompetent."I said I wanted no chicken in my salad, '' Skye fumed, tossing a art object of chicken at the young waitress, `` Apparently you're either deafen or stupid. '' The waitress scampered away humiliated, accidently sending Skye's drinking across the board. `` You stupid gripe, your handler will not be glad ! Ugh I hope you and all your Kyd can subsist off social welfare. You definitely won't have a job here anymore ! ! ! ! ! '' As Skye continued to throw her fit, Antonius apologized to the manager, while notch tried to calm the teary eyed waitress. Skye stormed out of the memory and started walking abode, followed by Anthony and Nick.
`` This is past the line, Skye ; you do NOT act like a. What has gotten into you ? '' Anthony demanded, `` Stop, and talk to me ! ''
Completely fueled by rage, Skye tongue `` How daring you stick up for that waitress, she's naught, a moron, worthless scum that deserves no pity ! She was in the wrong not me. You humiliated me. I'm done Mark Anthony. You just wait until papa hears about this ! ''
'' Go ahead, send for him Skye ! You will be shocked to find he 's tired of your behavior. You are selfish, and act as if the macrocosm belongs to you. So yes call papa, and beg him to fix this billet for you. I guarantee he will not have your spinal column, he's been thinking of manner to punish you. Have you noticed he's slowly cutting you off honey sister,"Anthony taunted.

Marcus Antonius was shocked when the black eye lands across his face and followed by the stinging sensation. ding stood by the car watching shaking his head, witnessing the bad of the sibling fights to date. He decided to interfere when it became physical, not wanting Skye scathe or his chum arrested. He heard the harshness and bitterness in skies words, as her chum held her against the side of the eating place forearm across Skye's pharynx. Skye was spitting in Susan Brownell Anthony's nerve, spewing public figure. Nick was trying to defuse the situation quickly as he knew the bunch inside was watching. Finally having them separated, Nick stood between them talking Anthony down. Skye took off up the street only stopping to swank the looker-on from the restaurant before flipping her brother off and yelling"Don't Worry bub. I won't be bother for you anymore. ''

Skye fumbled her way through the streets, unsure of what street Jeremy lived on. Jeremy was her love. Sure they had their ups and Down, and her house hated him. But what was new, her family disapproved of everyone. Skye thought back to the argument with her dad. `` The entirely 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 do pick her up. By the sounds in the background, and the irritation in his voice, Skye knew she was interrupting, but she had nowhere else to go. After an hr he finally showed up, telling her to get her ass in the motortruck. Only to arrive at his apartment 10 mines later. Skye huffed, `` guess you got lost on the way to pluck me up ! '' She was answered with a cold shoulder, and a wave of the hand. On her way to the bedroom, she heard Jeremy and his protagonist yelling at the TV. No uncertainty, Jeremy was losing whatever bet he had made. Great, she thought, which means he will be in a pleasant mode.

`` Skye, make us something to eat ! And get me another beer ! `` Jeremy interrupted her thoughts. Grudgingly, Skye began preparing sandwiches, hot extension and potato submarine. Bringing all of his ally another beer. Once everything was perfect, she laid it out for the male child to enjoy. The food was gone in min. Seeing that the boys were content Skye curled up next to Jeremy. Only to have him flick away from her, when she reached for his bridge player. Trying again this fourth dimension, Skye leaned in for a kiss. `` Knock that bullshit off, Skye. '' Jeremy said through gritted teeth. Skye shot off the couch stomping back to his bedchamber, slamming the room access. His friends whooping and hollering how he 's in trouble now.

An hr later, Jeremy was shaking Skye awake that familiar look in his heart. She pushed his hands away, still hurt from his earlier behavior. `` Baby, wake up. '' He tried again kissing at her neck opening, running his hands up her branch. He whispered,"Baby let me make it up to you."As he unzipped his jean, Skye sat up in bed, hopeful ; the evening would possess an orgasmic end. Jeremy stroked her face with his prick, brushing it against her lips."Come on baby help me get knockout,"he said as he smiled down at her. Skye sticking her tongue out flicked the straits of his turncock. Hearing his moans she continued lavishing his peter pass with her tongue. Paying exceptional attending to the hole at the very tip, using the tip of her clapper she began probing it. Flicking up, down and across. Wrapping her lips around the tip she sucked quickly creating a vacuity. Jeremy placed his workforce on her head urging her to necessitate him abstruse. Obliging him, she worked her expert lips down his rigid prick, tasting sweat. Rubbing her glossa underneath his stopcock while she sucked. Raising her handwriting she began massaging Jeremy's hairy dismission, eliciting Sir Thomas More moans from him. The whisker from Jeremy's pubis, tickling Skye's nose. She could smell his musky odour. The precum dripping down her throat made her gag. Taking full advantage, Jeremy thrust his hips forward, the nous of his dick slamming into her the back of her lip. HE kept pressing until his cock was lodged in her throat. Rotating his hips he fucked her throat oceanic abyss. careless about her struggling to emit. Skye could experience the pounding of his stopcock against her tongue. 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 loins. Rolling his balls between her fingerbreadth, she began moaning, the palpitation setting off his explosion. Jeremy's hot load spilled down her pharynx, stroke after shot. Belly full of cum, she could breathe loose as Jeremy pulled from her mouth. Jeremy swiped his hammer 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 plans 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, find out TV ?"Ignoring Skye, Jeremy left her sitting there, mouthpiece agape. When he returned to the room, he handed her somerset floating-point operation and purse to her. Smirking,"I came in your oral cavity. I think that is the consummate 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 accept a ride from that prick ? bust clouding her eyes, she stormed out of the apartment, Jeremy calling after her. For the second clock time that Nox, Skye found herself walking alone in a share of town she didn't know very well. frigidness and crying she couldn't think straight. The nerveless night air giving her Goosebumps. Looking up and down the street, it was vacant except for the van loafing at the end of the street."Great,"she muttered to herself,"no pay phone, 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 reach the end of the closure. She heard a rush of footsteps. Startled she turned quickly, a fist smashing into her tummy, knocking the air from her. Before Skye could call, the attacker's clenched fist connected with her temple. Rendering her unconscious mind. The unknown figure standing over Skye's crumpled dead body on the side walk. Testing to build sure she was still breathing. He checked to make surely there was no one in view before restraining her wrist with a zip tie. Hefting her over his berm, he laid her down in the back of his van. As he further restrained her, he took a few seconds to view the treasure he now had .