The girls!

The source of the voice was none other than Robin, who was sitting next to Darla and Melissa, on the couch in the living room.

“Come on, spill the tea, sis!” Darla exclaimed, as she, Robin and Melissa got up off the couch to greet him.

“What are you doing here? It's pretty late, isn’t it?” Kyle asked. “Where’s my uncle?”

“He went to bed, said he wanted to stay up to wait for you, but we told him we’d do it for him!” Darla replied.

“What about Sam?” Kyle asked.

“He’s still out with Kim…” Melissa giggled. “And knowing her, I don’t know if he’ll be back tonight.”

“But enough stalling! Tell us what you did on your date!” Robin grabbed Kyle and dragged him towards the couch, Kyle nearly falling over in his heels as she did.

“As if you don’t already know…” Kyle muttered, then cleared his throat. “We ate some funnel cake, went on some rides and then came home. Nothing too special.”

“So you didn’t kiss?” Darla asked.

Kyle tried to refute her assertion, but the blushing and averting his gaze gave away the secret he was trying to protect.

“I knew it!” Darla exclaimed. “How was it? Great, right? Let me guess, he got you on the tunnel of love, grabbed you, pulled you in close and kissed you passionately?”

“No!” Kyle answered. “Uh… Actually I kissed him…”

“Wow, you’re a take charge kinda gal, eh? Wouldn’t have guessed!” Robin said. “You’re always so submissive with us!”

“How did Greg react? He usually likes to be the dominant one.” Melissa said.

“Well… He liked it,” Kyle sighed.

“See? I knew you two would hit it off!” Robin smiled contentedly. “But you’re gonna have to come to the gym twice as much to work off that funnel cake,”

Robin jokingly patted Kyle’s stomach.

“Well, I hope you enjoyed sleeping in today. Tomorrow we’ve got to get you back in the gym so you’ll still fit in that dress you bought for the party!” Robin said.

Kyle had almost forgotten about the party.

“Speaking of sleep, I’m pretty tired, can we talk more in the morning?” Kyle asked, yawning for effect.

“Aww, I wanted to hear more about your date!” Darla whined. “Ooh! What if we had a sleepover?”

“Come on, girls, we’d better go,” Melissa said. “Besides, Kylie will have all the time in the world to tell us about her date in the morning.”

“Although a sleepover isn’t a bad idea, maybe the night before the party…” Robin trailed off as the trio of girls walked out of the front door, leaving Kyle alone.

Or at least as alone as one can be with an overprotective, overbearing AI watching your every move.

“Shall I initiate the nighttime protocols?” MARCI asked.

“Sure,” Kyle sighed and slumped down onto the couch, not resisting when MARCI’s limbs scooped him up and carried him upstairs.

After being disrobed and placed back into the same lace trimmed nylon short set of pink pajamas as he’d been given his first night as ‘Kylie’, Kyle was left alone with his thoughts racing about what he was going to do about his situation as he tried to drift off into a restful slumber.

Meanwhile, MARCI was quick at work making some slight modifications to some existing jewelry as a “special surprise” for her mistress.