Simple ones.

"Ok, so you two have talked about this. How long?" I asked plainly. "Cards on the table this time. Vacation's over, we're back to the real world. And thanks for reminding me that I'm putting in my two weeks notice."

"You're what?" Carla spun in the front seat to look back at me. "When did you say that you were going to do that?"

"Ten seconds ago, keep up," I grinned. "If you two are going to be talking about fantasies you've had since you were kids, I'm doing the same thing. And I hate my fucking job. And the city. And I hate going there every fucking day. I say tomorrow I go meet Helen, then quit my job in the most epic way I can think of. I mean, taking a shit on the bosses desk quality epic."

"That one's just gross. Needs to be something personal if you're going to just quit." Kaila laughed flipping the finger at a gentleman who felt the need to inform her of the one foot space in front of the van via his horn.

"We could totally help you with that," Carla grinned. "You've got creepy twin powers on your side, after all."

"Ah, but you two have consistently used your powers for evil," I leaned back and my eyes drifted over the small building set into an Island in the middle of the bay. A tourist attraction, I had to remember. A prison that was so good that it was inhumane to put people there.

"I wouldn't call it evil," Kaila said.

"You realize that's exactly what somebody who was evil would say," Carla commented dryly. "By the way, you're getting a spanking when you get home, sis."

"Oh really?" Kaila smirked. "And let me guess, tied up and everything. You really want to go all out on this one, don't you?"

"Nope, nope! Don't get to change the subject," I snapped. "Carla already gave me the full brief on how you do that. So, no more using the twin powers for evil, Kaila."

"You bribed her with sex," Kaila shook her head in frustration. "Didn't you?"

"Maybe she bribed me with sex," I pointed out. "Point is that we're talking about it rather than dancing around it like we always do. I still love you, Kaila, just... still a bit upset about how this came about. Glad it happened, but still..."

"Was it good at least?" Kaila looked over at Carla who boggled in reaction.

"Seriously? That's what you want to ask? If your husband was good in bed? Yes. YES, he's fucking good in bed. You know he's good in bed. It's NOT just YOU, Kaila." Carla sighed. "Why do you always have to make it about you? Why Am Ass!"

"Yes... ok... fine," Kaila nodded. "I get it. Charlotte and Helen sat me down and had a long talk about what they called "Bar games". I didn't get it at first, but then... Well, I hate to say it Brent, but I realize I was treating you like a mistress. Like my little piece who would always be there for me. I mean I loved having you, but... yeah, I don't know if I really loved being around you... I mean, Carla likes your shows better than me."

"Except Firefly, FUCK that show," Carla interjected loudly, bringing a boo from both Kaila and myself.

"Right, fuck Firefly, but the point is... you two click. You and Helen click. With you and me it's more... I want you, but when it's over, I want to be alone... but I don't want to be alone. I know it doesn't make any fucking sense and I don't get it either. Charlotte just smiled at me when I told her about it, and then she accepted my apology. I love you Brent, but sometimes, I just can't stand being around ANYBODY. But I need somebody there."

"So..." I wasn't quite sure what she was trying to say. "Are you trying to say you want a di..."

"NO! OH, HELL NO! I don't want a divorce, Brent!" Kaila immediately cut me off. "I'm sorry! Seriously! Don't think that! No! I can... fuck... no... Don't... please don't even think that!"

"Sis, CHILL," Carla groaned. "That's not what he's saying, he's saying he still doesn't get it. Listen a little, and don't just assume you know what he's thinking."

"Ok... right... I just... Brent, you're a nightmare and a dream at the same time," Kaila nodded. "Just... you want it all the time, and it's great, but... you want it ALL the time. I love that you are so affectionate, but... aaaagh... seriously, TOO MUCH! That's why you need other women."

"And yet, you're fine with running off with the girls..." I began.

"Totally different experience, Brent," Kaila explained. "It was new for me. Carla had talked about it for a long time, and I'd kissed her a few times when I was younger, don't fucking judge EVERY twin does it... until Charlotte and Helen it didn't really click for me. "

"And it just clicked?" Carla asked. "So... yeah, she took a bit longer than I expected to switch. I expected her to show up with YOU, not a gorgeous redhead."

"What does Why Am Ass mean?" I asked out of the blue. It was something they seemed to say to each other regularly, and I had never asked about it. Now, suddenly it seemed important.

"It..." Carla looked over at her sister, who inhaled deeply then nodded softly. "It means You're My Sister. We say it when we are starting to get pissed at each other, just a reminder that we're always going to be together. No matter what."

"So you two dreamed of being in a Harem..."