Other "friends" of Rachel

When I opened the door, I smiled at the faces of Wanda, a blonde, and Marcy, a redhead, two other friends of mine.

"Oh, girls, it's so good to see you," I said happily.

I happily tried to hug them, but they both avoided me, walking past me and completely ignoring my presence. In less than a minute, Wanda and Marcy joined the other two girls, petting Mike.

"Hey, hey... dear Mike, I see you've already started without us," said Wanda, coming up behind my brother to hug him.

"Come on, honey, don't tire yourself out yet. You still need some energy for us," Marcy said, pretending to be angry before kissing Mike.

"Calm down, girls, the fun hasn't even started yet. And Helen?" said Mike, feeling like a Casanova.

"She was late buying some things, but she said she'd be here in a few minutes," replied Wanda.

That scene filled me with even more rage. Seeing how those who were once my dearest friends were now subservient to my brother's wishes ignited a tremendous rage in me.

“Grrr… girls… can I find out what you four are up to tonight?” I said, slamming the door.

My brother laughed, only to be joined by the girls in a grotesque chorus.

“Isn’t it obvious? We’re going to have a sleepover,” Marcy said excitedly.

“HURRAH!” the others shouted excitedly.

“Whaaaaat!”

I was as stunned as I was outraged to hear them.

“But… another sleepover… They just had one two days ago!” I complained.

“Let’s relax; you can never have enough sleepovers in your life,” she said to Veronica, stroking Mike’s chin.

My anger was surpassing its limits. I knew perfectly well that their “sleepover” was only in name; they were long orgies that lasted until dawn, where they played all kinds of erotic games and my brother indiscriminately screwed all the girls like an animal.

“Relax? You’re the ones behaving like… like…”

“Like loving girls devoted to their man.” This time it was Alicia, who already had her blouse over her abdomen.

“NO! You're behaving like fucking bitches,” I burst out in rage.

“Raquel!” My mother scolded me, but I ignored her.

Despite that, none of them took my words seriously; they continued laughing at my expense.

“Oh, that's a bit of a tongue, sis. You're in a bad mood today...hmm...could it be that you're like that because of a lack of attention down there?” Mike said mockingly, pointing at my crotch. “Je je...I just think that if a girl is in a bad mood, it must be because she hasn't had her due in a while.”

“Uh...uh...I...no,” I trailed off at his words, unexpectedly blushing.

“Uuuuuuh,” the girls chirped.

They all looked at each other, nodding in agreement with my annoying brother.

“You hit the nail on the head, Mike. Poor Raquel hasn't had the attention of a good man for over a month,” Wanda said, bending over, showing her ass to my brother.

“Je je je...oh yeah, that girl needs a good fucking to cheer her up.” Now it was Alicia.

“It's true, love, you don't know how upset she's been these past few weeks just because she hasn't had any work done on her pussy,” this time it was Marcy.

“You girls…” I whispered, heartbroken.

My face was completely red with embarrassment, as her words were true. I hadn't had sex in over a month, and that was making me increasingly moody. And on the other hand, I couldn't recognize the four girls in front of me, much less their hurtful words, which left me very ****.

In the face of all this, my mother didn't say a word, implying that she approved of my friends' comments. Instead, my brother stood there laughing, looking at me with those disturbing blue eyes, and again, I had that strange feeling that something wasn't right. The big problem was that I didn't know what.