Now back in human form, Kyle left the horny frogwomen to themselves, at least for now. He followed the hallway to the living room. The lights were still on there and in the kitchen, but there was no sign of Crystal. Kyle checked the rest of the house, but found nothing. He checked the front door and found it still locked, but the back door was unlocked. Kyle stepped out onto the patio and thought he saw something on the dimly lit far side of the pool. He decided not to look for the switch for the rest of the lights and instead walked around to one of the deck chairs where he found Crystal sitting quietly, her legs pulled up to her chest. Kyle sat down on the adjacent deck chair, but Crystal didn't acknowledge his presence.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
After a moment, Crystal glanced over at Kyle then returned her gaze to straight ahead. Then she finally spoke. "I wasn't hallucinating, was I? Becca and Sam are really frogwomen? And you were a frogman?"
"Uh, yeah, it's pretty damn weird, I admit. But it really happened, unless I'm hallucinating too."
"You're back to normal now?"
"I think so."
"And the others?"
"Probably in the midst of an frog orgy. Are you afraid of frogs?"
"Not exactly."
"Virgin?"
"No."
"Then why did your freak out?"
Crystal sat silently again then finally sighed. "I've got a secret, Kyle. You have to promise not to tell anyone."
"I don't think there's anything you can tell me that is weirder than what's already happened tonight. I think everything that's happened is going to stay between the people here. We'd never live it down. So yeah, I promise not to tell anyone your secret."