You are such a pathetic mess, getting totally blasted at the company NYE party. And of course, as usual, I'm stuck with the burden of taking care of you. I resentfully take you home and you sit on the floor, at eye level with My stilettos. I notice you've been developing a habit of making excuses to drop by my office. Then you end up staring at the ground at My feet as if I can't tell. I confront you about your staring, making fun of you for your desperation. I think it's funny that you're practically drooling, once again staring at My shoes. I decide to tease the fuck out of you by danglin... Show more