Brian and Andrea go on the big date

Brian made sure to leave plenty of time for dinner before the gig, having made a reservation at the Bubba Gump Shrimp Company without Andrea’s prior knowledge.

Unfortunately for ‘her’ Andrea hated seafood but made a show to pretend to enjoy the calamari and seafood salad Brian ordered for ‘her’, making sure to drink lots of wine to help wash away the taste, leaving ‘her’ buzzed to say the least.

After the meal, the couple went to a bar at the venue, the both of them of them getting even more ****.

Finally when it came time for the show, Brian bought them an entire tray of drinks, leaving them most certainly drunk by the end of the gig.

Although they only drank enough to get Andrew buzzed normally, his low calorie girl diet and the corset he was wearing lowered his tolerance to at least half his normal level, and Brian was a lightweight anyway.

As Joji sung “Run” and “Slow Dancing in the Dark”, Brian was all hands, pulling Andrea in tight and forcing ‘her’ into making out, while ‘she’ would rather listen to the music.

‘Tonight’s about Brian though; I can’t let him down, no matter how much I want to scream at him!’, Andrew thought.

Thankfully, the **** made Andrew far more relaxed and compliant with his friend’s ministrations, and the music was pretty good, so he didn’t have too bad of an experience, unlike compared to the La Chat Noir.

By the end of the night, Brian was far passed the legal limit to drive, and booze and general tiredness had made Andrea sleepy, causing ‘her’ to lean against Brian for support.

Despite ‘her’ beer jacket, Andrea shivered from the cool night air and like a gentleman, Brian placed his bomber jacket around her shoulders.

‘Not a bad move, not a bad move at all’, thought Andrew, approving of his best friends chivalrous and classic move to endear a woman’s heart.

It even endeared Andrew’s heart, who was authentically grateful to have some much needed protection from the elements.

Andrea continued to lean on Brian as he drove down the highway while trying not to alert any roadside cops as to his **** intake, ‘her’ head resting upon his shoulder.

The drive would be over three hours, plus it was pretty late already and in Brian’s condition driving would probably be a bad idea.

Brian knew they passed a motel about two hours in on the way up so decided it would be a good idea to stop there for the night when they passed it again.

However, the booze was taking its toll on Brian as he kept losing focus, not to mention he hadn’t been able to get the thought of Andrea’s big, delicious, new lips out of his head all night.

‘Well why not kill two birds with one stone? I can think of a couple of things she could be doing with those lips…’, he thought.