"Gah!" Susan woke up gasping. Squinting, she could barely make out the clock next to her: 1:06 AM.
"You okay, sis?" Mary murmured.
"Yeah. Just a crazy dream," she rubbed her eyes.
"About Gil?"
"About Gil."
"Gil...Nexdor..." the twins swooned in unison.
Mary groaned. "I just don't know what to do anymore, though. We've tried everything! Fashion accessories, making our hair and/or lips bigger...what else in the lab do you think we can possibly whip up?"
Leaning over, they simultaneously turned on the lamps to their nightstands and put their glasses on.
"I've thought of a plan that doesn't need the lab." Susan stood up. "It came to me in my dream: we're going to pose...as lesbians! Gil will see us making out in front of him, he'll get so turned on he'll want to have a threesome with us! And then when we finally get a taste of his sweet, sweet cock," she squealed, "we'll be his sex slaves for the rest of our lives!"
Mary stared at her. Her lips quivered into a smile, giving way to a snicker, before her laughter filled the room. "Love the fantasy, but that has got to be your worst idea yet," Mary adjusted her glasses.
"At least I have an idea, genius," Susan folded her arms.
Mary's laughs faded slowly, becoming more nervous before taking a deep breath and blinking back a few tears of frustration.
"Look," Susan put a hand on her sister's shoulder. "After all these years of trying to win Gil over, I'm just as frustrated and close to giving up as you are. But let's just give this a try, okay? One last plan. If this doesn't work, I don't know what will."
Sighing, Mary nodded. "This...doesn't mean we're really lesbians, right?"
"Of course not. It's just an act until we win Gil over." Leaning in, she continued. "But until we can try it on him tomorrow afternoon, let's practice a little, shall we?"