GabrielaGolosa

I was half asleep, touching myself, when I felt a hand that wasn’t mine. What came next shattered every boundary I thought I had.

“I’ll help you,” Lorena said before going upstairs to change. When she came down in that fitted skirt, neither of them imagined how far that morning would go.

The first night I only wanted to look. By the third, I could no longer stop my hand. When she turned in the darkness and smiled at me, I knew I was lost.

I thought it was just first aid. Until her fingers slid over my skin and stopped feeling like any mother’s should.

The brothers surrounded me in the stable and told me what nobody in town knew. Their sister belonged to everyone. Their father gave the order. And I was eighteen, with my eyes wide open.

The living room camera switched on just as she crossed her legs on the sofa. I only had to watch and wait for my turn.

Three weeks after discovering the hidden monitors in my father-in-law’s office, the screen flickered on by itself, just as he was already behind his daughter.

I knew I shouldn’t lift the sheet, shouldn’t look, but the rain beat against the window and my sister was breathing deeply. I looked down and knew there was no going back.

I was seventeen, and the heat wouldn’t let me sleep. I went into his room looking for water and found something I’d never forget.

I found her in the kitchen in clothes I’d never seen before, and when she brushed my shoulder on her way past, something in me that had no right to exist woke up.