They spend the day together.

Kaitlyn remembered nothing. Tyler felt a huge weight fall off of his chest. She said she remembered them talking -- but not about what they agreed upon.

"You said you trusted and loved me. You also said I was free to go out and you wouldn't go all crazy on me again. Also -- you told me Zoey was a great girl?" He lied. Partially.

Kaitlyn shrugged. "She is really cool. I hope we can hang out more and...I can make it up to you about how weird I've been."

"That'd be nice." Tyler smiled.

10:03 A.M.

Zoey pushed him up against the door as soon as he walked in. Showered, cleaned, wearing her glasses and one of his sweatshirts that she stole and nothing else, she couldn't help but throw herself onto him.

"Fuck me." She demanded. "I want you to fuck me. Use me. Kaitlyn had her fun last night, but those orgasms..." She immediately began to tear off Tyler's shirt. "I wanted those to be yours."

"Aren't we a little horn- woah!" He said before she threw him onto the floor, right in front of her front door. Sitting on his chest, she kissed him. "Kaitlyn might have been a bad bitch when she was younger...but I'm the baddest bitch for you right now." She said, voice dripping in lust.

--- and with that, their day began. --