The spring wedding date was rapidly approaching—only one month away. With all of the necessary details such as the invitations and seating arrangements being taken care, it was time for the real planning: the respective bachelor and bachelorette parties.

Wanting his best friend to go into settled life with a party that no one will ever forget, John took the initiative by planning the bachelor party—with Nitro's help. Between the engagement and wedding planning, Nitro and Randy settled their differences. They didn't become the best of friends however; they did grow close to each other. Nitro still threatened Randy with his baseball bat occasionally.

Renting out the Parlor suite at the Wynn Hotel & Resort in Las Vegas, John and Nitro—and Randy's old high school friends and business partners assisting on—perfected the ultimate guys' night. There was ESPN playing on one flat-screen and porn playing on another; a wide variety of finger foods and vast selection of alcoholic beverages served by scantily-clad personal hostesses. Not to mention that the suite was practically built with bachelor parties in mind, it was perfect.

Between sharing sexcapade stories and favorite 'Randy's a dumbass' moments, the only thing that was missing from the festivities was the blatantly obvious—the entertainment. And Randy obviously caught on.

"Yo, J…" He said, trying to stay coherent. He wasn't sure how many cocktails he drank and he wasn't sure if he cared at the moment. "Where are the girls?"

John smiled. "Oh, don't worry, they should be here at any minute."

Carlito walked up to John and Randy and joined the conversation. He went to college with the boys and occasionally hung out with them whenever he was available. Since graduating, he became a well-renowned hip-hop producer and started his own record label. "Man, we've been chillin' here for the past two hours! Are you sure they're coming?"

Shelton Benjamin also participated regarding the lack of female entertainment. A longtime friend of both Randy and John, he was also the accountant at Orton Advertising. It was his primary responsibility to keep Randy from wasting the family fortune on frivolous purchases—such as himself. "Yeah, man. Where are the chicks?"

Before John could reply, he heard a knock on the door. He smiled as he knew it was the signal that the girls have arrived. He promptly put down his beer bottle and walked towards the door. "Just a second, gentlemen." He turned to the guys before he exited and quickly closed the door behind him.

"What is that about?" Charlie Hass inquired. Upon graduating, he became the Chief Financial Officer for Orton Advertising. Since the death of Randy's father, he was partially responsible for the success and transition Orton Advertising has had. He often said that if it wasn't for him, Randy wouldn't know his left hand from his asshole. And Randy knew it too.

"I don't know." Randy shrugged before a frown entered his face. "I want to see the chicks."

"Are you frowning?" His lawyer, Dave Batista, asked.

"I want to see hot chicks, Dave!" Randy defended. "I want to see long legs up to here." He raised his hand to his neck. "I want to see big and perky breasts in my face."

"You want to be slapped by my sister." Nitro replied.

Randy looked at his brother-in-law. "Don't kill my joy, Nitro. Don't kill it."

After a few minutes, John re-entered the party with a buxom brunette. She was tall, leggy, and had the ample breasts that Randy was craving. She was wearing boyshorts that barely covered her and long thigh-high black boots. "Alright, gentlemen, this is Victoria. She's going to give us some instructions on what is going to happen tonight."

"Well, hell-hell-hellooo Victoria!" Randy greeted her.

"Asshole, you're married!" Carlito brushed Randy aside. "Hello there, Victoria."

Shelton shoved Carlito out of the way. "How are you doing, Ms. Victoria?"

Nitro wrapped his arms around Shelton and moved him five feet. He then turned his attention back to Victoria. "Hey there."

"Um, I'm Charlie." He waved from a nearby corner, getting more food to snack.

Between all of the men making their various introductions, the only one that was silent was Dave. Victoria walked up to him and kissed his lips. "Long time, no see, stranger." She greeted.

"Long time, no see, sweetheart." Dave replied.

Randy looked back and forth between Dave and Victoria. "You keep doing that, kid, and you're going to get whiplash." Dave responded.

Even John was confused by the sudden admission. "You two know each other?" He asked.

"We're acquaintances." Dave and Victoria replied in unison. Victoria then turned her attention to Randy. "So you're the 'bachelor,' I take it?"

"Yeah, I'm the 'bachelor.'" Randy smiled.

Victoria grabbed his hand and led him to a nearby chair. She then gathered her bag and pulled out a rope. "The rule for tonight is no touching. And to make sure that you abide by that rule, I have to tie you up."

"Make sure that rope is nice and sturdy, baby." Dave winked.

Victoria turned to Dave and winked back at him. "I always do, David."

Randy looked at Dave. It didn't take long for him to figure out the connection between Dave and Victoria. "Dude…you're a freak?" Before Dave could reply, Victoria grabbed Randy's face and licked his lips. "The attention stays on me, got it?" She commanded.

Randy smiled in hot anticipation. "Oh yeah, I'm going to like every minute of this."

John got out the camcorder and start filming. "Oh, I think you will…"

Once Victoria finished tying Randy to the chair, she asked him if he was able to get out. He replied that he wasn't and that gave John and Victoria the cue to proceed. Victoria walked over to the door and grabbed the handle. "Gentlemen, let me introduce the ladies for tonight's entertainment…" She opened the door and several beautiful women walked in.

"Gentlemen, let me introduce you to Kristal, Ashley, Torrie, Michelle, Candice, and Melina." Victoria said as the women chose a guy to cater to. "They are the entertainment for tonight and with permission, you can exchange services with different women."

"Hell yes!" Shelton and Carlito said emphatically.

Randy looked around. His friends have definitely lucked out and he knew the best was yet to come. "And where's my entertainment?"

John interrupted Victoria. He was still holding the camcorder in his hand. "And for you, Randy. I saved the best for last."

"Alright!" Randy smiled.

John grabbed the door handle. "Randy, meet Alexis!" He then opened the door and a woman walked in. She was wearing a white fish-net body suit, four-inch heels, and had a platinum-blonde hairstyle. "Voted Las Vegas' number one transvestite stripper!"

The men watched in amusement as Randy hopped along the room, trying to get away from his selected entertainment.