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Forbidden Apple (MewMew and Orpheus001)

Orpheus001

Super-Earth
Joined
Mar 3, 2014

James Wytte was a guy who had everything he could ask for. Money, Girls, A Famous Name, and the looks, the problem with all of that was he needed more substance in his life than form. Although he was brought up in a lifestyle where people were shallow and never looked past the other’s designer outfits. He had somehow managed to escape the shallowness. He yearned for people who were more like him, the only problem with that was, he could not be seen hanging out with a kid from downtown. That would ruin the family name as his father put it. The standards set before him were quite high and the expectation that he would live to those standards.

His hate for his Society and Social standing was not only because of the shallowness but because his father although seemingly the perfect figurehead of excellence on the outside was not even an ounce of it inside. He saw his father once maybe twice a year since he was only 9. His mother had died when he was only 5 and since then he had only grown up with maids or nannies. That was probably one of the reasons why he had hated the life he had Even though so many would kill for it. It wasn’t the fact that he was ungrateful; it was merely the fact that there was a lack of genuine love in his life.

The thirst to prove himself and get his father’s approval in any way or form, he had gone to business school finished top of his class and yet was ignored by his father for the most part. Even though he had been quite good, his father did not want James anywhere near the business. He had a trust fund and that was all it was. Money was all he had for his son, and James had made his peace with the fact. Once that was done he focused and used his trust fun to open a chain of restaurants. It was something he enjoyed and loved. They had gained quite a bit of popularity and now worked as a nice distraction from his otherwise boring life. Of course when his father called, on him to come to his one of many hotels he didn’t deny it. Maybe his father had heard about his restaurants and finally thought he was capable of something.

Although he found out once he had gotten there that it was not to see his father. He simply wanted James to attend a party on his behalf, it was being thrown by a rich businessman who as his father put it, was out of his mind thinking Mathew Wytte would attend. Since he was already there he didn’t want to cause any problems with his father and decided to join, looking around the dimly lit room he saw that quite a crowd. Most of them freeloaders or up and comers, he didn’t see any big fish in the crowd. So he decided to simply shake hands and meet a few people introduce himself, take in the praise the threw at his father and return to the nearest bar where he could get a drink looking around to see if maybe there was a cute girl he could spend some time talking to.

 
Cheyenne Johnson was a woman who couldn't have everything she wanted when she was growing up. Her parents had abandoned her at an early age so her grandparents had taken her in. They were very strict, always she suppose abide by their rules. She couldn't wear certain clothes if it was showing too much skin. Even if she couldn't have everything what she wanted, Cheyenne decided to get a job, but even at that age of sixteen nobody wanted to hire so when she reach seventeen, she finally gotten a job. Yet it wasn't just any job, it was a job as pornstar.

You see, Cheyenne needed money. Her parents were making enough money. She wanted to go to her senior trip, most importantly she wanted to pay for grandfather's surgery. Somehow she managed to saved up the money, just as she was about to give him the money, he rejected the money, telling her that he didn't want that 'type' of money, should be ashamed of herself. From this she could tell grandfather already knew about her working as pron star.

Ever since then Cheyenne quit her job as being a porn start, try to do a new, decent career her gramls would be proud of therefore she went back to school to get her teacher creditals. Although it was hard, she managed to persevere through it. Along way to get her teacher creditals, she met a man name Jacob Sanders. Almost instantly she had fallen for him. After she received her teacher creditals, she applied as a teacher for a local school, somehow she managed to get the job by the help of Jacob.

At first she was reluctantly to go out with him but over gradual periods of time she gave in, he took her in date, they instantly started dating. They dated for nine months until they declared that maybe we should get married. Now they were married, have been married for few years now. Despite their marriage, Jacob was a busy man, occasionally went to business parties to socialize with his business partners. And it just so happened Cheyenne tagged along.

Figured she might as well go get her drink because knowing her husband they will be here quite awhile. Walking over to a nearest bar, she saw a young man there, to her he looked awfully cute but then again she already had a man so she shouldn't even bothered the young man, besides he looks very young. Sitting now in empty stool next to the young man, she ordered the usual, waited for the bartender to give her drink.
 
James had not really looked forward to this party, although he could tell that there were more than a few women he could end up with, he always wanted what was not on the market. In that he took after his father. Always looking for things that were not for sale. He looked around the place casually till he saw a woman walk up and sit next to him at the bar. He instantly noticed the ring on her finger but he wanted her anyway. She had quite the figure and for some reason he remembered her. Although he couldn't quite place her. It was clear he had seen her before.

Once she had ordered the drink and settled down he turned his attention to her and smiled "I take it you are not fond of these parties either?" He asked her with a light smile as he took a moment to observe if the person she was with was following. When he saw the coast seemed clear he continued. "I am James, Wytte" he said with a light smile holding his hand out for her as he took a look at her carefully this time taking a eyeful in.
 
Cheyenne returned the smile that the young man gave her as she sat down. She knew she had to know him for somewhere yet she couldn't put her finger on it. Whoever this young man was he was familiar to her however Cheyenne couldn't remember where she has seen him. Hopefully, he doesn't know her by her name, she would feel bad if he did because most definitely she doesn't know his name.

"Yeah but I come to the parties with my husband to give him support." She replied, pleasantly. Her husband left her few minutes ago to talk with his business partners so he wasn't nowhere in sight. Believe her, when she says this, he will look for her wherever he finish talking with his business partners and co workers which will take forever. She might go home early if she gets tired. "It is a pleasure to meet you, James. I am Cheyenne Williams. You can call me Cheyenne." She said, shaking his head firmly.

"Here is your drink Cheyenne." The bartender seen Cheyenne before at parties such as these, learned her name pretty quicky at the fifth pary he had seen her at. He slide her drink down to her before he went to take an order for another customer.
 
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