Wardrobe Change Much?

So there is this guy, I will name Red because he wore a red condom and for some reasons colored condoms freak me out, or well maybe its because they kind of catch me off guard. Anyways, I have had sex with him before but I did not really remember and I peed his bed....so after that I did not talk to him too much because I was tots embarrassed. I have seen him at the bar acouple of times after that and he has been pretty flirty and nice (christ sakes I am outside and getting eaten by mosquitoes in my jungle of a backyard). The drunk texts have been occurring pretty regularly after seeing Red out a couple of weeks ago. I decided to invite him to the case race we were throwing at our crackhouse. Rules are you had to be attached to your partner before you finished a 24 pack.
I took the liberty of getting handcuffs because I knew they would be useful at some point in the night and other nights for sure ;) I wanted Red to be my partner because I would not mind being handcuffed to him for a while but he had some bullshit to do and said he would come over when he was done...which I was not too sure about. We throw many parties at our house and I usually invite him and he does not come....granted I invite him an hour before we decide that we should even have a party but still--a girl is asking you to come over to a house party which means she will probably get wasted and you could totally sweet talk your way into getting inside her room (believe me, it unfortunately has happened to me too many times).
After I downed 12 beers with my partner and unhandcuffed myself to my partner good sir Red Condom arrived with a bottle of tequilla nonetheless. My favroite choice of liquor! I knew I liked him for a reason. We shmoozed and drank the night away and obviously ended up in my room....there is a shocker. I do not know why I decided to have many wardrobe changes that night but I did...I guess I thought it would be hot if I changed into my maid costume. So I put that baby on while he was laying on my bare mattress because my usual sheets were pissed on and I did not do laundry so there was some sheet on there that basically was not on. Ew...if only he knew.
I got on top of him and there was the red condom on his dick...like flaming red. This night was a blur, but I remember changing into my nurse costume. Ido not know why but I guess I thought it would be a good idea to change into that one too? I got on top of him again in my nurse costume and then he found my vibrator hiding behind my bed. We definitely had fun with that but he was drunk and could not cum which annoyed me but it did not stop me obviously.
I had some serious great sex that night, and hope to adopt him as a regular fuck buddy. He is a pretty good contender I say, and he has a lot of offer down there (if ya know what I mean). Perhaps this could be a usual thing except for the whole not drunk thing. That was probably an absurd amount of wardrobe changes for the night but don’t worry people after we had sex I changed back into my dress, into the party room. I was a little upset though because I lost my handcuffs and wanted to use them...I told him I had found them after he left and he replied “next time.” Now I am hopeful and my sexual needs were satisfied. Successful night. Now I can go watch America’s Great Next Restaurant and visualize myself with Curtis Stone.