A short moment after stepping foot outside the club, an intoxicated Lori collide with Bret in an intense kiss, taking him by surprised.

"Taxi!" Bret yelled.

As soon as the cab arrived, the duo leaped into the car to prolong their make-out session. Without missing a beat, Bret and Lori investigated every inch of each other to the dismay of their taxi driver. He removed his jacket as she alters the placement of her bangs out of her face and puts the rest of her wavy locks into a bun. Hitting a few funny turns along the way did not stop them. Ultimately taking a few breaths every now and then, soon they arrived at Lori's apartment building.

"Here is twenty bucks man," Bret said.

"But it's only fifteen," the driver corrects him.

"Well, looks like it's your lucky night too."

Bret sprints to Lori's side. When inside the building, she reaches for his hand as they jet to the elevator. To their disappointment, they were not the only one in the elevator. Waiting to arrive at her floor, the enthusiasm died down. Feeling this burden, when they get to the room Bret resulted to small talk.

"This is a nice building."

"Why thank you." Lori said. "To forewarn you, it's almost certainly a mess in here."

Once inside, Bret evaluates her apartment. Run DMC, Bon Jovi and Madonna posters on the wall, a variety of candles by each window and the black piano in the center of the room. In addition, several pairs of bras and panties alongside other clothing covered the floor.

"This is my pad," Lori said trying to pick up a little. "Do you want anything more to drink?"

"First off, if we both have anything else to drink, I will absolutely be throwing up tomorrow morning. Second, You don't have to pick up for me." Bret said as he stood in front of her, forcing everything in her hands to fall.

"Alright." Lori leaned for a kiss from Bret but instead he picked her up and went down the hall.

"Where am I going?" Bret asked barely tripping on his own feet.

Lori pointed to the second door on the left where he kicked the door open with his foot. Once in the room, he directed her toward to bed. Positioning her in the center, he laid on top of her. Lori stripped off Bret's t-shirt exposing his well-built pecks.

"Your pretty." Lori slurred.

Bret just laughed at that remark and took off her polo bringing to light her black lace bra. Tracing his fingers along her bra, she makes it easier by taking it off herself. Immediately, Bret cupped her breast with his mouth making the moans begin. Her hand attempt to undo his pants was unsuccessful. Moving away from her breast, Bret moved to her neck while unbuckling his pants. Forcefully, Lori detached his pants and boxers uncovering his naked body.

"Now this isn't fair." Bret said.

He removed her jeans leaving her in her panties. Running kisses down her stomach, once he arrived at her lower region he yanked off her panties with his teeth. Lori pulled him eye-level with her.

"Do you have coverage?" Lori asked.

Bret nodded, turning around towards the right side of the bed to find his pants. Briefly going to every pocket, he does not find one.

Squirming in the bed, "Hurry up!" Lori moaned.

Bret did just that.