I hadn't drunk all that much at the party but I was just plain mad.At four in the morning someone dropped Shelly off at the house. She came in and I w...as surprised that she wasn't drunker than she was. She started yelling and screaming at me for leaving her. I told her I gave her a choice and she chose her friends over me.I staggered into the guest bedroom and fell on the bed and went to sleep. The next morning - or should I say - early afternoon, both Shelly and I got up. I didn't tell her. Then she remember box number 5.With stilettos on her mind she went to the box that was no obviously a shoebox. She pulled off the paper and read PRADA across the top. The name took her breath away and she slowly opened the box to reveal the most beautiful black strappy stiletto heels she had ever seen. She slipped them quickly on her and felt the soft leather surround her stocking clad foot. She clasped the back, gently adjusting it to fit her securely and rose from the bed clad in luxury from. .”Finch smiled, “I like the sound of that...”“Easy, stud,” she chided him after a mouthful of toast and lemon preserves, “right now I’m mostly just worried that he’s gone and Mom’s in trouble and I don’t know what we’re supposed to do but just sit here and worry...”Finch looked down at the crumbs on his plate, picking up the biggest one and popping it into his mouth. “Worry and be hungry, I suppose. These rations are pathetic...”“They have to ration, Finch. No idea how many people are here who. " What about our little discussion. I'm ordering you to piss into that glass NOW" she demanded."But, you don't understand," I stammered, "I just can't do it in front of you." Listen, slut, do as she says, or you'll regret it," chimed in David. So, I stood in front of them, pulled my half hard cock out from my panties and placed the head into the glass. Even though my bladder seemed like it was ready to burst, it took what seemed like ages before I could ignore their smirks and snide remarks,.