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"Hey, Nicole, could you do me a favor?" my brother Aaron asked as he walked into the kitchen. He said it so casually, like he expected me to agree like it was no big deal. I was sitting at the table, reading the side of a cereal box and trying to wrap my mind around the word "riboflavin." I didn't even look up from the box, I just sort of snorted.

"Uh, no" I said, moving onto thiamin. Aaron should have known better. There was absolutely no way in Hell that I was going to do anything to help the Golden Boy. He didn't seem daunted. A lifetime of always getting what you want will do that to a person. He plopped down on the chair across from me.

"Come on Nic," he said in a little whine, "You don't even know what I was going to ask." Which was true as far as it went. Which wasn't very far. I was actually sort of surprised my brother was asking me for anything. It was no secret that I hated him. Just like it was no secret that he thought I was a bitch. It was a great little system we worked out where we wouldn't talk to one another. Now that I was at college 8 months out of the year it was even better. In a few years, I wouldn't see him at all and then I'd just sit back and wait for the inevitable notification of his death. I was really looking forward to his funeral in 60 or 70 years. (Okay, so I was older, 20 to his 18, but women live longer. Also, I might decide to poison him).

"I don't care," I said, pondering the mysterious properties of niacin. Aaron let out a sigh and I smiled to myself. Maybe spring break at home wouldn't be all bad. Sure all my wealthy friends would be in the Caribbean getting shit-faced and having sex. But I, despite my parent's wealth, was poor. So I was home. Or "home" I guess. To make matters worse, my family had moved into a new house forty miles from our old house since I'd started school. This was just my first morning in this newer, bigger, and more sterile living quarter. So now I was stranded in a strange town where I knew exactly no one. At least I could piss off my brother.

"There is a free basketball game in it for you," my brother said. And my eyebrows rose. That was different.

"Pro?" I asked and Aaron nodded his head. I am a girly-girl in just about every way, but there is something in me that loves professional sports. Generally, the more violent the game, the better. But I would settle for a pro-basketball game. Besides, my team was in the playoff hunt that year. But I needed more information.

"Yeah, it is tonight," he said. I'd had this date all planned out with a cereal box, but I could consider breaking it. I looked over at Aaron and he looked absolutely tortured. He was sort of shifting a lot and his feet were moving under the table. He needed this from me bad, but I didn't know why.

"So what is the catch Aaron," said finally, "I don't feel like pulling this out of you, what is the fucking catch?" He stopped shifting and just sort of stared at me. His mouth opened once and he started to say something, but then stopped. I rolled my eyes, "tell me now, or the answer is definitely 'no' no matter what." He started speaking immediately.

"I am going to the game with this girl from my class, Rachel. I thought we were going as a date, I mean she asked me, but it sounded like a date," he explained. Great, I was going as a third wheel for some reason, 'Then today she texted me and said her friend Beth was going to be coming with us. Then I heard that tomorrow she is going out with this other guy from school. So I have no idea what this girl is thinking. If what we're doing is a date, than it should just be me. But if it isn't, what the hell are we doing? And..."

"Aaron," I said loudly, cutting him off, "What does any of your lame high school shit have to do with me?" He stopped for a second, and looked sheepish.

"I was hoping you'd come with me and...make Rachel jealous," he explained. For a second I didn't understand what he was saying. Then, suddenly, it clicked into place and I realized what he wanted. And I started laughing, I mean hysterically.

"Oh Christ Aaron, did you seriously just ask your sister out on a date?" I asked incredulously. He put his hands up like he was trying to explain something, but I was laughing again. His face was all red and he looked totally embarrassed. It was pretty awesome. He kept saying my name and telling me to stop laughing. Finally, on its own accord, my laughter died down.

"You are such an asshole," he said bitterly.

"Oh come on baby brother, you love me!" I said, biting my lower lip and thrusting my large breasts out. Aaron rolled his eyes.

"Come on Nicole, just listen," he said and I crossed my arms in front of my chest and stared at him. "Look, no one knows who you are here. I told Rachel that I knew a girl who was in college and said that I was going to bring her as well. So you can come. And me just being with someone else will piss her off. Trust me; I know how this girl thinks." He seemed so confident.

"What if you start to date her, she comes in the house and sees me smiling at her," I said, feeling creeped out by this whole idea.

"Well..." Aaron said, sort of looking away. Oh gross, he just wanted to fuck this girl once! He was asking me to help him set up a one night stand or something. She'd never see the inside of our house because she'd only see the back seat of his car.

"Of fucking nasty Aaron, you are a pig," I said. Well Nicole, you might say, don't you have a lot of one-night stands in college? Don't you have something of a reputation for being a slut? Well maybe I do, but that is beside the point.

"Get off it Nicole, I just need you to come to a basketball game with me," he said, pushing my cereal box away so he could look at me.

"What's in it for me," I asked and he rolled his eyes. I mean, I will consider doing anything to help my baby brother. For an exorbitant price. Plus something about this felt promising, I couldn't describe. There was a clusterfuck in the making.

"That fucking basketball game?!" Aaron said and I shook my head.

"You have to do better than that," I explained.

"Come on!" he said, "You can't possibility want to stay here tonight with mom and dad," he said. And I am sure if those two heard their little angel talking about them like that they'd be heartbroken. Actually, no, they would blame me. That was the way things worked in my house. Aaron was the son that always ever wanted. To my mother, he was a perfect gentleman and sweeter than sugar. To my father he was the sort of son men dreamed about: Athletic, handsome, and popular with the ladies.

I, on the other hand, was simply evidence that they hadn't gotten it right the first time. The first thing my mother said to me every time she me was "have you gained weight?" and my father rarely spoke to me unless he was explaining that I was disappointing him in some way. Although, I do remember a half dozen times when I was growing up when my dad said I was "pretty." So I often had this odd sort of urge to look sexy around my dad now. So that is super. (If you are thinking that maybe my Dad's attitude when I was growing up has something to do with that reputation at school I was telling you about, then you get a gold star dear reader. Turns out being smart enough to realize you have daddy issues doesn't change the fact that you have daddy issues. Go figure).

Anyway, the long and the short of it was that Aaron was right. I didn't want to spend the night at home with the disappointment brigade. But if I wanted more out of this than a basketball game, then I had to pretend like I was indifferent. I just sort of shrugged my shoulders and picked my cereal box.

"A hundred bucks," my brother said. Now, you might think it is odd that I am poor and my brother has money to go to basketball games and offer me $100.00 bribes. You'd be right, it is odd. But you see, my parents give my brother money. They claim it is because he helps around the house and gets good grades. I got decent grades and my contributions to the family are not numerous. But, as my parents have been explaining for years, in those two years I existed before my brother I was absolutely showed with gifts and affection. So they are evening things out. That made a little sense when I was five. But it is bat shit crazy now. Ah, mommy and daddy!

"Hmm..." I said, $100.00 was some good money. But I knew that if he started there he could go higher, I went for the jugular, "$500.00." I said and his mouth dropped open and he shook his head.

"No way," he said, "You're as big a moron as dad thinks you are if you think I will give you that." Oh yeah, my brother was very aware that he was the favorite. Luckily, pissing me off was a bad bargaining technique.

"Fuck you!" I said and got up to leave. He got up from his chair and ran after me.

"No, Nicole, I am sorry," he said. And Hell froze over. I turned around slowly.

"How much?" I asked coldly. I saw my brother thinking through his various finances. He knew I wasn't 100% serious about $500.00 but he also knew that if he low-balled me too badly I'd walk. I gave him time to think.

"Okay," he said at last, "how about $200.00? And I will wash your car before you go back to school." That took a lot. And my car was kind of disgusting right now. I thought it over.

"Deal," I said and extended my hand. My brother shook it warily. But then I grabbed hold of his hand and held it tight, "why do you want me to do this for you so bad? Why can't you ask some other girl to do this? Is this going to be like 'Carrie'? Am I getting a pig's blood bath tonight?" I saw Aaron's cheeks get bright red. This must good.

"Well..." he said slowly, "The main thing is that no one here knows you. And you're at college, so you'll kind of disappear. That's the main thing."

"What else?" I asked, suddenly knowing what he wanted me for. He was a weasely little perv.

"And..." he said, "My friends back in Harrisonville always said you were really hot okay?" he said. Oh what a scumbag! He needed to make a girl jealous so he asked his sister out on a date because she was the hottest chick he could think of to make this girl jealous! But I sort of beamed, lording over him that he'd had to call me hot. I guess I can't disagree. I am a little woman, around 5'2 and weigh about 120lbs. I have long blonde hair, green eyes, big breasts, curvy hips, a tight butt, and smooth legs. I am hot, thank for noticing that, pervy friends of my brother.

"Aren't you so sweet...brother," I said and made a kissy face.

"Fuck..." he was going to tell me to fuck off, then thought better of it, "-ing be cool. You're getting paid and everything. And I know you will hate this girl, your personalities will not mix. You'll be happy to piss her off." I always like making girl's jealous, stirring shit. So that sounded good.

"Meet you here at 6:00 p.m. then bro. It's a date," I said and I went upstairs to decide what horribly embarrassing thing I was going to wear to the game. I was feeling...slutty.

* * * * *

"Christ Nicole, what are you wearing?" my brother asked at 6:00 p.m. when I walked down the stairs towards the front door. My parents were already out to dinner, so they wouldn't see me in my get-up.

"You want her to be jealous? And you want her to put out?" I asked, "I look hot and I look like I put out. Taking me shows what you she has to do to get with you." I explained. And that was my story. I didn't tell Aaron that I was wearing a skin-tight red button-up shirt with no bra because I was trying to make him look silly. I didn't tell him I was wearing a black pleated skirt that barely covered my ass because I wanted to make him uncomfortable. And I didn't tell him I was wearing long stripped red and black leggings that went all the way up under my skirt because I wanted to look skanky. No it was whatever silly reason I said about the other girl. Plus, I had to wear team colors.

"I guess so," he said, looking me over. I have to admit, any time a man's (or woman's) eye goes over me, I love it. I like people taking notice of me. Even my awful little brother appraising my looks made my heart beat faster. "But you look like you put out for money." But I don't think I looked like a prostitute. I had that perfect look where girls say to each other 'guys don't like that, she is trying too hard,' but in reality everyone knows that guys like when a girl looks kind of trashy. I popped open one more button on my blouse so my cleavage was essentially pouring out and we headed for the door. I felt his eyes on my ass as I walked out. They should've been, my ass looked spectacular.

My brother drove, his little girlfriend's house wasn't very far away. As per usual, we didn't say much. We, without speaking, had decided to save up all of our sibling affection for when other people could actually see it. We arrived at her house, a big brick place with a pool in the back yard, a few minutes later. My brother, the gentleman, honked the horn. A couple of minutes later two girls walked out. I knew immediately which one was Rachel. She would be the one with shoulder length black hair, dark eyes, big breasts, and flawless build. Beth was tall (I mean like 5'11) and gawky, but with a pretty face and long blonde hair. In a few seconds they were sitting in the backseat.

"Hey Aaron!" Rachel said with an annoyingly cheerful little girl voice. I rolled my eyes. Aaron introduced me as his "friend Nicole" and I shook hands and all that shit. When I bent back from the front seat to look at them, I saw their eyes go straight to my tits. I smiled, enjoying their gazes. They couldn't really help but look, I sort of splayed them out there.

"So you're in college?" Beth asked.

"Yeah," I said with a little annoyance in my voice, and then turned and looked out the windshield. Not only did I want them to believe that I thought I was better than them, I kind of actually felt that way. So I crossed my arms and sort of ignored them. Aaron sensed I was being rude but I gave him a look that said 'I got this.' And off we went to the basketball game.

"That's cool," Rachel said, attempting to open me up. I turned to Aaron and whispered into his ear.

"I am saying something snide about Rachel to you right now, when I laugh, you laugh," and then I moved away from his ear and giggled a little. He laughed also and I had successfully set the tone for the evening.

We live just outside the city and we were going against the evening traffic so we made pretty good time. The girls in the back chattered away about school and other just mind-numbingly stupid shit. Anytime they addressed me I would answer back with a single word or just an annoyed grunt. They seemed to distrust me, which was good. On the other hand, I would often make comments to Aaron and would provide lengthy responses to anything that he said.

The plan, of course, worked perfectly. In a matter of minutes I had made it clear that the women in the car weren't there to talk to one another. Aaron's attention was what was important and we were all supposed to compete for it. And believe me, the stupid little high school girls fell right into that trap. Soon they were even talking over one another to get Aaron's attention. Aaron isn't particularly smart, but he saw that it was working. He tried to be withholding when it came to Rachel. He lavished most of his attention on me, but threw Beth a bone every once in a while. By the time we pulled into a parking garage in the city, Rachel looked completely at a loss. She was very cute; she wasn't used to playing third string.

We walked up into the arena. As we made our way to our seats, I noticed men turning to look at me. At college I'd come to realize that it can be a lot of fun to have men slobber of you. They are so easy and it makes you feel nice to be wanted. Especially wanted in a dirty, naughty kind of way. I smiled at my admirers (and judges) and then reached over and grabbed my brother's hand. He almost recoiled, then remembered why I was there and took it. I think he would've liked me more aloof, but he knew I had the upper hand. If I wanted to hold his hand, he had to let me because he couldn't let dearest Rachel see him push me away. I hadn't really thought about the power I had until that moment. And what could a good big sister do, but abuse it. While he was holding my hand, I leaned over and put my head on his shoulder.

A couple of things I should note right here. First, my brother is only like 5'7, so putting my head on his shoulder wasn't that difficult. He always had girls but I could never figure out why. He was heinously skinny and not particularly attractive (especially at times like then, when his hair was cut really short). Second, I don't want you to get the feeling that I enjoyed the act of holding my brother's hand or anything else. I like that it annoyed him, I like that it pissed off Rachel and Beth, and I like that when I tilted my head to the side it gave a nice view of my neckline drawing attention down to my breasts. It was just as repulsive as ever to actually touch him.

"Come on Nicole, don't be an asshole any more than you have to be," he whispered to my ear.

"I love you too," I said and he rolled his eyes. But we made our way to our seats and sat down. They weren't nosebleeds, but they weren't real great either. Aaron sat on the end next to the stairs, I sat next to him, then there was Rachel and finally Beth. I had decided to sit right between the lovebirds, to make it as uncomfortable as possible. And while Aaron was there, I held his hand. I could tell that Rachel was pissed, but I pretended I didn't notice.

About five minutes before the game started Aaron said he was going to the concession stand. I told him I wanted a diet coke. Beth and Rachel made orders as well. Then, turning the knife, Aaron asked for money from the other girls but gallantly implied he would pay for mine (I figured it was coming out of my $200.00, but I was at least happy the kid knew when to throw a punch). When Aaron was gone, I decided fuck with the girls a little more. I decided to talk to them.

"So..." I said, they had been talking together and I waited a minute until they turned and looked at me. They had these haughty looks on their faces like they thought I was a total slut. I'd seen that face before.

"What?" Beth said finally, it was clear that she was going to try to act as gatekeeper between me and Rachel.

"You girls looking forward to college next year?" I asked.

"Uh... yeah," Beth said. They weren't prepared for idle chitchat.

"Yeah, it is a good time. Where do you think you are going?" I asked. They told me their schools. They were both going to some snooty private college.

"Oh I go to State," I explained, "I always wanted to go to a party school you know?" I explained. I didn't tell them that I went to State because I was poor and it gives an excellent education for your dollar.

"Oh?" Beth asked, "Why is that?" She was as awkward at playing cool as she was at walking.

I licked my lips a little seductively, and then I leaned in towards them. I know my thick perfume wafted over them. "A big party school is great because you can be with a guy one night and then just avoid him forever. You rarely run in to the same people twice unless you want to." Both of them got wide-eyed.

"So what, you just like to get drunk and sleep around?" Rachel asked incredulously.

"Well," I said trying to sound a little hurt, "It isn't just like that. I mean, there are other good things too. The football team is good this year..." Hey reader, stop laughing. I am not as big a slut as I was pretending for these girls, so don't be a dick. Anyway, my two companions were quiet for awhile.

"How long have you and Aaron been dating?" Beth asked nonchalantly.

"Oh we've kind of been seeing each other since last summer," I explained and I saw the shock register on their faces. I pretended I suddenly realized what I'd just admitted to, "But oh, I mean it isn't like exclusive. He knows that." I explained. And suddenly, Rachel did not just have competition for Aaron's affection; she had an unworthy slut who cheated on Aaron. Now she had to save him from me. Seriously, this was so easy. At around that time, Aaron came back and gave me my Diet Coke.



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