Sure, why not?

Amy picked them up at eight, after she'd had dinner with her mother. "Well," she said, "where should we go?"

From the stares he got from the girls, Matt suspected that the second double-date of the day was a little much. Perhaps he should just have chosen one of them. Well, he hadn't and now he was stuck with his decision.

"How about the deli," he suggested.

Amy considered, then shook her head. "No point in that. They'll just assume you're dating the pretty one."

Well, hell. They weren't suggesting, they were just shooting down his ideas.

"How about a movie," he tried. "I could take turns walking the lobby with each of you."

"Boy that sounds like a fun date," Karen said.

"Hey, I'm trying, okay. I want to be a good boyfriend and I want to make both of you happy. Would you rather I just suggest that the three of us stay here and make out?"

"That's what you want, isn't it?" Amy demanded. "Just to have access to our tits and our pussies."

"Shit. No. I don't know. Maybe. Not just, though. I mean, yeah, I want that. But No, not just that."

"Okay, what else?"

"We could do our Trig," he said.

"Yeah, we could do that."

"You can keep the tutoring money. I mean, no way I'd charge you for a date."

"Sure. Why not?" That didn't get a grin or anything but Amy seemed at least a little more relaxed. The pisser was, this was Karen's date and he'd only invited Amy along because... well, shit. Because he fantasized about threesomes, that was why. Which probably wasn't the highest priority with either of the girls.

They went into Matt's apartment, got out their books and went after their homework problems and it was actually kind of nice. Until Matt's mom arrived home, drunk and angry.