Brad woke up in the middle of the night. His arm draped over Brooke's heavenly body. She was off in a dreamy world of bliss curled up with her perfect ass pushing up against Brad's cage as the two spooned. He didn't want to move his hand resting on her delicious breast, but felt the urgency to get up and relieve himself.
Reluctantly he removed his hand from her, and gently slid out of bed careful not to disturb her. He stepped over the pile of covers on the floor that had been strewn from the bed earlier and made his way to the bathroom. After relieving his bladder Brad carefully removed the shiny steel plug Brooke had loaned him. Using some soap and water he made sure it was suitable for return, and left it on the edge of the sink to air dry.
Brad was returning to the bedroom with Brooke when he was startled by Logan who was closing the French doors leading in from the courtyard.
"Hey pal, you still here?" Logan asked keeping his voice down.
"Uh yeah," Brad responded, a little confused at the question.
"Well you better get your but back to the dorm before you get in trouble for being out too late." Logan snickered as he untied his shoes and placed them by the nightstand.
Brad was confused. First of all this was the first time he had ever heard being out too late was an issue. On the other hand, most nights he had either returned to the dorm with the others, or sometimes before. Secondly why was Logan taking off his shoes? Did he think he was going to stay with Brooke tonight and just kick Brad out? Brad stood there slightly stunned and naked, watching as Logan stripped off his clothes sliding into bed next to Brooke.
"You better get a move on Ten "Logan snarled, seeming to lose his patience.
Brad picked up his shorts and slid them on grabbing his shirt in his hand as he walked to the door disheartened at the situation.
"I'll see you tomorrow lover." Brooke uttered softly from her half woke state.
Brad turned to see Brooke one last time and caught her smiling face just before her cheek was pulled by Logan's large hand forcing her gaze to him. Brooke's skin was still glowing and the results of her penetration were still plainly obvious, as Logan pulled her into him. He planted a kiss firmly on her lips, while Brooke responded by turning her body towards him and flinging one leg over him coming to rest between his legs. Brooke was riding his leg like a stripper pole and using his chest as her pillow.
"Night Ten." Logan said, as he ran his right hand threw Brooke's hair, and she placed hers on his hairy chest.
Brad was shocked at the sight now on display. Logan had his left hand on Brooke's ass and was gently rubbing it back to sleep, but that wasn't what had Brad's mouth hanging open in surprise. It was the fact that her tattoo "Private Property of" didn't have a second line under it like Kim's did. Brad had assumed it said Nick just like Kim's did, but no. Brooke's was blank.
Brad turned back and opened the door, as the vision of Brooke using Logan's firm chest as a pillow seared its way into his mind. The revelation that her tattoo was incomplete overtook his thoughts. Why was it blank like that? Nick had made it clear Brooke was his slut, but now she was cuddled up with Logan. Kim obviously was also Nick's slut, apparent not only by her actions but the clear demarcation on her lower back. Was Brooke going to finish it with Nick's name under it, or was Logan her real "owner"?
Brad quietly closed the door behind him and slid his shirt on as he made his way into the courtyard on his walk back to the dorm. As he tossed his clothes into the hamper, put his collar back in his foot locker and rolled his sore ass and exhausted body into his bunk the image of Brooke's beautiful smile flashed back into his head, and he was once again filled with a sense of joy. She had called him lover, not Ten. It was subtle and didn't have its full impact at the time, but now haunted his thoughts. Regardless of the ongoing images of her smile her tattoo and the sound of her words flashing in his memory, as soon as his head hit the pillow Brad fell fast asleep.
The next morning the dorm buzzer rang out and Brad found himself once again running through his regular morning routine. Brad took his shower, shaved, brushed his teeth and finished getting himself ready for the day. When he opened his locker to retrieve his morning workout clothes he found a note.
"After gym class go to cabin four for your first day of fourth grade." The note read.
Brad finished getting dressed and took off on his run around the lake. Brad was feeling more energetic than ever and had no trouble staying at the front of the pack today. He felt stronger and faster than ever and really felt the effects of the two a day workouts. He easily got through the workout on the far side of the lake and was the second one to make it back to the doc. Filled with excitement at the idea of going back to Brooke's room he quickly walked back to the main courtyard.
As Brad was walking through the courtyard on his way to Brooke's cabin he noticed the door open and Logan walk out. He closed the door behind himself and walked off the opposite direction.
"Come on in." Brooke called out when Brad knocked on the door.
"I'm so glad your here Ten." Brooke confessed.
"Please have a seat while I finish getting ready." She continued, as Brad entered.
Brad took a seat on the couch just inside the door and watched across the room as Brooke disappeared into the bathroom.
"I'll be just a minute." She called out from behind the door.
Brad sat there waiting for her return, wondering what this was all about. How did this relate to class time? Where was the teacher? Was class going to be in here or where they both going to class together? Brad was full of questions but no answers as Brooke re appeared from her powder room preparations.
"All right, you ready?" She cheerfully asked.
"Uh yeah, yes ma'am." Brad quickly responded.
"Well ok, let's go do some shopping." She said.
Shopping? Brad thought as he got up and followed her out the door.
"What are we doing Brooke?" Brad asked.
"Oh honey, you still can't call me Brooke baby. Its ma'am ok?" Brooke sorrowfully explained.
"Oh I'm sorry ma'am I just thought," Brooke cut him off.
"Oh its ok baby I understand things can get a little confusing sometimes. But we still need to follow the rules ok?" Brooke reassured.
"So, here is the deal. This is the fourth step or I guess fourth grade. The point of fourth grade is to increase communication." She explained as they walked out of the courtyard and started down the path towards the shops.
"Nick has taught me a lot about communication the last two weeks. I understand you have had a few lessons yourself?" Brooke asked as they continued along.
"Yes ma'am I think I have."
"Well tell me, what do you think you have learned since you have been here?" Brooke inquired.
"Well the first thing I think I learned was you and I where no longer going to be boyfriend and girlfriend." Brad confessed still a bit sad at hearing it our loud.
"Uh ha," was all Brooke responded.
"The next thing I think I learned was I guess to except the fact I wasn't going to be with you physically like I used to be. "
