Dana knocks Gus out, while Mary and Steven hide in the airport

"Hey, partner, I'm here to pay my dues after you helped me with those streakers..." Dana approached Gus seductively.

"Really? I don't see them..." his eyes turned downward towards Dana's Ds, "but I do see something ah lahk."

Dana giggled and put her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. "Well, puddn', take yer phone out and start filmin'."

Gus did as he was told, whipping his phone out and starting to film Dana's striptease. Dana swayed her hips back and forth and pulled her underwear down an inch. Just when Gus let his guard down expecting more, Dana quickly kicked him in the groin and gave him an uppercut, sending him down to the tiled floor with a thud out cold.

Taking his phone from his grasp, Dana stopped the video, deleted everything, and swiped through more photos to delete when she noticed that he had a lot of them of his coworkers. Not wanting to lose that evidence, she sent them to her Google Drive and kept Gus's phone for evidence.

"All there's left now is the airport," Steven let Mary know of their route. The sky was now fully blue, but the Sun hadn't yet broken the horizon. The two likebirds ran towards the single terminal that the college town had as its airport and took off like shots to get there in time.

After five minutes of breathtaking sprinting, the nude couple was in the parking lot across from the departures pickup. This wasn't O'Hare, so luckily no one was around.

"Alright, Steve," Mary asked Steven, "what do we do now?"

"I don't know," Steven admitted, "the nearest way to the dorms are through the runway, or we could always try to hide in the terminal."

Meanwhile, Jessica and Tyrone were on their way to the hotel to pick up their newly-deflowered roommates in the early morning, hoping to maybe even catch them in the act.

"Did you remember to bring Steve's PJ's?" Jessica asked her partner in crime. After carrying out their grand scheme, they went clubbing for a while before taking a nap at another hotel before the morning broke.

"I put them in the trunk," Tyrone confided, "only the shirt, though, I'm keeping the boxers as a souvenir."

"Same!" Jessica responded excitedly, "do you know how hard it was to strip Mary? Who the hell sleeps in socks and a bra?! I'll be sure she won't do that anymore! I just threw her pants, undies, and socks away and only kept the shirt. Here, let me put it in the glovebox" as she quickly opened and closed it with Mary's T-shirt inside, "and let's pretend we forgot about their clothes."

"Wait," Cassie wondered, "is that why you sleep...?"

"I don't know what you mean, honey," Steve interjected nervously, "let's continue with the story."