Kyle finds Sam, who has a girl over!

As Kyle entered the house, he was seized upon by the arms and brought up to his room, and as he approached his room, he heard laughing and sounds of kissing interspersed in coming from Sam’s room. Once the arms let him down, he quickly rushed out of the room, heading to Sam’s door, and finding no doorknob to open it, tapped the button beside the door, which caused the door to slide open, revealing Sam sitting on his bed, kissing a very pretty girl that while Kyle didn’t recognize her, (in fact, he’d expected to find Kim) he could definitely discern a specific family resemblance.

“Woah! Knock much?” Sam exclaimed, then turned to his companion, who was decidedly more Kyle’s type than Kim was. “Sorry about this, it seems that my sister doesn’t remember how to knock!”

“Wait, this is your sister? Ohmigod! It is! I recognize her from the pictures! Greg told me all about you!” The girl, who Kyle now realized was Robin’s cousin, Chrissie, stood up and rushed to give Kyle a hug.

Kyle, for his part, didn’t hate it as much as he should have, after all, he’s still a man underneath everything, and hugging a pretty girl still felt good, but didn’t exactly know how to reciprocate, so he didn’t.

“Oh, look at me, I feel like I already know you so well, so I forgot to introduce myself! I’m Chrissie, Greg’s sister.” Chrissie said. “You made quite the impression on him. He said, and I quote, ‘I’ve never met a girl like Kylie before.’ Isn’t that just the sweetest?”

“It sure is,” Sam said, chuckling. “Now, I think Kylie was just leaving, wasn’t she?”

“Hold on, Sammy, we’ll finish what we started, don’t you worry, but I think your sister and I ought to have a little chat about what her intentions are for my brother, and mine for you…”

Chrissie giggled as she pulled Kyle aside into the hallway, winking at Sam as the door shut behind them.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you!” Chrissie beamed.

“Likewise… I’ve heard a little about you, but the girls seemed more interested in telling me about Greg if I’m being honest.”

“That sounds like them, especially Darla.” Chrissie said. “But enough about them, I wanna talk about you.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you! I mean, you kissed on a first date, I imagine that means you’re very serious with my brother.”

“I uh…”

“Don’t be shy, I’m just teasing you. Although Greg didn’t manage to ask for your number during the date, and he’s usually super confident, which just goes to show how much you threw him for a loop. Mind if I ask for it in his place? He’s been agonizing over whether or not to ask Robin for your number.”

Kyle was conflicted, a pretty girl was asking for his number… But it was only so that she could give it to her brother. Not to mention that Kyle was standing next to that pretty girl while wearing a rather sexy pink lace-up crop top and short denim shorts, along with the same wedges he’d worn on his date with Greg.

“If you’d like, I can interface with your phone in order to exchange numbers.” MARCI said, out of the house’s speakers, which shocked Kyle, as Chrissie reacted to the voice.

“That’d be great, MARCI! You guys are so lucky to have her, she really makes things easier.” Chrissie said.

And that was that, now Chrissie had Kyle’s MARCI-phone number and Kyle now had Greg’s number in his phone.

“Maybe if things go well we could double date, me and Sam and you and Greg, it’d be so cute! We could all wear matching outfits!” Chrissie said, and Kyle heard a ping, no doubt the phone noting her suggestion.

“Maybe…” Kyle said, weakly.

Just then, Sam’s door opened again and Sam poked his head out, grinning a confidently smarmy grin that he’d never had before this summer, clearly being thrust into the role of the alpha brother suited him fine.

“You girls done chatting yet?” Sam asked. “Chrissie and I have… unfinished business.”

“Oh, Sammy…” Chrissie giggled. “We’ll talk later, Kylie. I’ll text you!”

And with that, Chrissie headed back into Sam’s room, leaving Kyle alone in the hallway. Returning to his own room, defeated and dreading the inevitable text from Greg, he slumped down onto the bed. Knowing what was going on only a few rooms over, Kyle was distraught, not that he hadn’t had his fair share of kisses the last few days, but they weren’t kisses that he’d wanted. Nor were they with any of the pretty girls he’d met over the summer thus far. And besides that, his only source of sexual release was locked behind synthetic skin!

“Stupidly lucky Sam, not only does he get two girls going after him, but even if he didn’t have that, at least he can still jack off… I wish I could get some release…” Kyle muttered to himself.

“Desire for sexual relief noted, Mistress.” MARCI said.

Kyle tried to backtrack his request, but MARCI had heard his poorly-timed, offhand request. And he was about to pay for it.