Some quick explanation

"I hate that word..." Kaila grumbled angrily.

"What word?" I asked, not quite following where she was going with this.

"Harem. I hate that fucking word. I mean, there's gotta be another word." Kaila grumbled.

"We should look it up when we get in the apartment," Carla nodded. "But the frustrating thing is I HAVE, and there ISN'T one! Dammit. It's fucking frustrating that our language doesn't have a word that sums up what I want! I can't just say... you know... boogadablah and have somebody know, OH, I'm talking about THAT kind of relationship which is actually a pretty simple concept, but since the whole concept of man on top get it over with quick..."

"Hey, NO stealing from Carlin!" I objected.

"I mean, I'm not like, your mistress who you only keep around for sex," Carla pointed out. "And I'm not like your courtesan who you go out with and are seen with."

"And totally not a second wife, because I wouldn't boss you around," Kaila added the "Anymore, hey, didn't have to hit me!"

"Why do I get the feeling that you two have had this conversation before?" I noted that both of them seemed to be in a lighter mood.

"Because we totally have. You know how boring this commute gets?" Carla nodded, adjusting her seat so that she could lay back more fully in the passenger seat. Her expression as she lay back was contemplative but happy.

"So, does Thruple count?" I suggested.

"We rejected that one ten years ago, Brent. Especially because we knew that Carla was going to want a girlfriend at SOME point. You can't be a Thruple if her girlfriend also gets to fuck her uh... we also figured that husband really didn't work..."

"And we really didn't plan on two extra girlfriends, so the whole sex quartet joke doesn't work," Carla shrugged. "Which is a pity because I liked the idea of making beautiful muuusic togessser..." She hammed up the last into a cheesy Russian accent.

"So, dare I even ASK what the movie was that got you two riled up?" I suggested, trying to move to more safe grounds.

"You're going to laugh," Carla said. "And you won't be wrong, because it was a comedy."

"A Funny Thing Happened To Me On The Way To The Forum," Kaila laughed.

"A musical. Really." I groaned.

"Something Familiar... Something Peculiar..." Carla began singing, and her sister joined in happily. "Something for EVERYONE, A Comedy Tonight! Nothing of Gods, Nothing of Fate, Weighty Affairs will just have to waaaaaait..."

"You two are nuts. Totally in love with you." I smiled as the two continued. It was actually pretty fun, hearing the two alto voices working off each other quite well. They HAD practiced this.

"So, yeah, there's this scene with twins." Kaila smiled.

"And yeah, it's the doublemint twins routine, but... It's so fucking obvious when you watch it that they're just putting on an act for the guy." Carla smiled. "So, you know we thought if we could that it would be a lot of fun to do. And then, it actually kinda... happened."

The black wrought iron gate of our apartment complex trundled open slowly after Kaila had stabbed her finger down on the small black box that we kept under the sun visor.

"Did we ever decide on a name for this thing?" Kaila asked as she returned the box to its stowed position.

"Nope." Carla sighed.

"Then clearly we still need to think about it a bit longer," Kaila nodded.

"Speaking of things that you do for a BIT longer..." I brought up.

"Oh fuck... that's right, you two have plans for me... maybe I should remember something I forgot back at the cabin and turn this thing around." Kaila nervously turned the car into the line of concrete dividers that marked the parking spaces.