Crossing the Brooke

Move on to Brooke

As Hogarth’s first child rises from the floor she lets her torn dress and bra fall from her shoulders. Taking her hand she rips her underwear off and takes most of her stockings with it. He notices that her large H-cup tits have almost no sag to them. With just a nice pounce as she walks towards Brooke. “STOP” he yells as the professor comes to stand in front of the horny young teen. Hand on her neck tilting her head to the side.

“Why?” she says back to with pouty lips “I am so hungry and in need of a little loving.”

“Yes. Let her.” Brooke says breathlessly as she bites her lower lip.

“One!” Hogarth says holding up a finger. “I am still hungry.” “Two!” Holding up a second finger. “I have had a hard one for Brooke for since I came to this school.” “And thre……”

“What is happening here?” Says a man from the doorway. Looking over Hogarth sees Mr. Benjin Leclair the substitute French teacher. Not a full professor like your new minion but soon to be moving up the ranks if rumors were to be believed. You give nod of your head in his direction and send a silent order the Penelope that she found her diner and loving.

“Benjin my dear. What are you doing here?” The sultry vampire asks as she moves from Brooke towards the door. Making sure to lock gazes with the stunned man.

“I was coming to talk to Hogarth……His grades on his last test were a bit low……..Any lower and he might lose his scholarship…….” He answers haltingly. “But what is going on…..And why are you naked?” He finishes with a touch of fear in his eyes as she comes to stand before him.

“I am pretty sure that Mr. Whyte no longer cares about his grades. And is going to start to pursue a different path outside of this school.” She says as she plays with his tie. “As a matter a fact I will be joining him on this new path and you will be to” She quickly rubs her tongue over an extending fang causing it to bleed and pulls the taller man in for a deep kiss. After a few seconds she pulls back and the man falls against the door frame with a moan. “Now tell me my dear Benjin do you still have that beautiful young wife at home? I just rediscovered sex and am in **** need for some lessons. You ever tried anal? I really want to give it a try or watch you do anal on you wife. Yes that sounds fun.”

“Please… don’t….. talk like …..that professor.” Benjin stutters trying to fight the blood, pheromones and hypnotic eyes corrupting his soul right now.

“Shush Benjin, we are to be generals in the New Army of the Night.” She says as she goes in for another kiss. Sealing his fate forever. “Now off we go.”

“Professor maybe some clothes would be a good idea.” Hogarth says from next to Brooke. Were they both have been watching.

“Why?” She answers back. “I feel free for the first time in my life. And I could care less how anybody sees me. I want to feel the snow crunch under my feet. I want to feel the wind caress my naked flesh.”

“We don’t want to show our hand to early do we? After all the New Army of the Night is pretty small yet” Hogarth explains.

“I guess you are right.” She says with a sad look on her face. “Come Benjin my dear let us head to the Wardrobe department. If I must wear something I want it to be the bit Inverness cloak Greg wore two years ago for the Sherlock Holmes play we did. Remember that.” The mesmerized teacher nods his head as they walk out the door.

“Now Brooke. Do you want to join the New Army of the Night?” Hogarth asks with a fanged smile.