Heather Ch. 25

Heather Chapter 25

They set up camp at Falcone Crest, a nice-sized manor near the institute. Arham was just down the road. Reed questioned, "Shouldn't this be A-r-k-h-a-m?"

Sofia explained, "No, that is the asylum down the road. This is Arham without the "K". It is for kinship.

They brought books to the manor, and the guys went to work. Instead of choosing, they would have nightly fuckfests and have multiple partners for a day's work. The girls made themselves at home walking around without bras and in various stages of dress or undress, dormitory style.

The nightly fucking went on. The guys settled into a rut of Tammy's blowjobs and Heather's and Devon's pussy. Most of the books were boring and repetitive. The books covered a lot of evil vampire cults, and Sofia cringed when she heard it. Then Reed came upon an interesting cuneiform text about "werewolves."

While restoring the temple of the lunar god Sin, Nabonidus came across an ancient text sealed in a lead tomb. It was The Song of the Shepherd of Ishtar. The goddess with the sacred yoni cursed the shepherd into wolf form. Nabonidus reads the ritual and is transformed, obtaining wolf qualities of acute senses and predatory instincts.

After his son's death and Cyrus the Great's invasion, the King flees to Tayma in Arabia. There, he converts scholars, scribes, and advisors into a secret society known as Akalu, or the Shadow Pack. They would be the power behind the power. The writers of laws, the advisors, the king whisperers. They would be the real influencers operating in the shadows. Nations fall, but bureaucracy is forever. Whoever controls the deep state bureaucracy controls the world.

In the Latin text, this shadow group wrote the Magna Carta, Justinian Law, and advised Charlemagne. In modern times, the authors of massive 1,000-page bills, the elite lobbyists, and political aides are all part of the Shadow Pack. Their claw is the pen. They wear silver pins or rings to show they are second tier to the golden crowns, but they really control the power. The real Praetorian Guard. The media reports on the deep state to distract from the fact they are the deep state with the real power.

Heather thought and said one word. "Farkas."

"Did you say fuck us?" Sofia said.

"No. Farkas. The Senator's aide who covered up the murder was named Farkas.

Farkas means wolf. Is it a coincidence?" Heather asked.

Julie asked, "Do you think he has anything to do with the drive-by?"

Heather said, "I have no idea, but we need to find out. But how?"

Sofia said, "No problem. I know a guy."

Julie added, "Yes, yes, she does. A hypnotist."

Sofia said, "If he is not available, I have my ways."

They decided they needed to snatch and grab a dead senator's aide on a wild guess. Their identities were known because someone had done a drive-by at their residences. They needed to recruit new Red Sparrows. Julie said, "I have a mom and four sisters whom I saved from Dad. They owe me."

Sofia was thinking, "No, they owe me; I had his sorry ass killed." This and the vampire thing were two secrets she wasn't willing to share right now, if ever.

Heather turned to Tod and Reed and grabbed them by the crotch and said, "None of this leaves this room."

The guys were in agreement. They wanted to help out. In fact, they said for what the girls were paying, they could get the entire frat to join up. The vampire issue still needed to be worked out. Were they real, and whose side were they on? How do you distinguish between those in the Shadow Pack and ordinary advisors, lobbyists, and media people? They had to iron all this out once they grabbed Farkas.

Meanwhile, the girls thanked Tod and Reed in the style of a Caligula orgy. They undressed the guys and got naked themselves. The guys lay down on their backs as four mouths and tongues went around the world on their bodies. The tongue massage was a heightened sensation. The ladies rotated, working over their cocks. They would suck on it, spit on it and stroke it like a hand job. They used their techniques to keep the guys hard without cumming. It was enjoyable torture.

Heather made sure she sat on both of their faces, making sure they ate her pussy, just in case it was magical and worked on guys. Who knows, it might make their dicks grow. They loved it when the girls rubbed their titties in their face between consuming pussy.

The boys were into eating pussy as long as their dicks were hard and wet. They were trying to mentally keep track of the pussies they ate so that they could do the rest at a later date. The guys had a pussy eating bucket list. They would be heroes to the Frat if they could get them in, but they weren't big on sharing what they had.

After the guys had a half dozen different girls on their faces, Tammy got them off and swallowed their cum. After swallowing Tod, Tammy informed him he needed to cut back on the garlic. How did she know?

They took most of the library with them back to O'Hare. They could go back and peruse them for clues, especially about the vampires' role. Julie needed to go home and recruit her family.