She means everything on top.

"Jordan silly, we meant EVERYTHING on top" Emily pointed towards her red bra.

"What? No? I cant!" Jordan started to panic, while cheers from the crowd grew louder and louder.

"C'mon, its just us few!" Emily laughed 'There's no harm is there?"

Jordan looked around at the room. They were vultures, waiting to get a peak. Jordan was flustered. She started backing into the wall.

"I- umm"

"Shut up and do what you are told!" Emily snapped

Jordan's mind went blank. She couldn't believe what was happening. Before she knew it, she reached behind her and unclipped her bra." She moved her hands down. Letting the red bra fall on the floor. A loud cheer could be heard from the crowd in the room. Jordan shot her hands to cover her pale perky chest. Jordan's face swelled with anger. NOW she was definitely going to get payback at Emily.

"Okay- my turn, Emily I--" Jordan muttered. Clearly defeated.

"--Hey guys, who wants to do something else?" Emily yelled over Jordan's pathetic words.

The crowd all muttered in agreement, all evacuating the room as quickly as they could. Jordan clenched, mad that she couldn't get her **** but relieved she could put her clothes back on. Jordan reached down to where her shirts are. Nothing. She looked around more, she couldn't find her red bra OR her shirt anywhere.

"Hey guys, has anyone seen my clothes!?" Jordan yelled out to the others. They all turn to her. There heads beaming straight to her covered chest. They turn back ignoring her and continue heading out the room. Jordan looks for Emily, she is nowhere to be seen, Jordan starts walking with the others out of the room and search for more clothes.

Jordan started skimming the walls of the party, being careful around every corner. The party had died down, so now a topless girl would be a lot bigger of a deal. As well as the fact Emily could jump out and command her to do something even stupider than allowing her to strip off her shirt and bra.

Jordan reached the upstairs bathroom, hoping for a towel or something. The adrenaline of the whole situation started to settle down. In one swift movement, all the **** she drank hit her at once. Her head started spinning, she lost her ability to stand straight. She fell onto the bathroom sink, catching herself with her hands leaving her perky tits hanging out.

"I see someone's unwell" Jordan groaned, it was Emily. She tried to turn to look at her but everything was one big blurry mess when she moved her head.

"Le-leave me alone" Jordan slurred, unable to care about her exposed tits at this point.

Ellie grabbed a hold of Jordan's wrist, sending her flying out of the bathroom. Jordan crashed into the wall following her like a blind puppy, unable to be in full control of herself. Emily started to head Jordan down the stairs to where the most people were.

"Noooooo" Jordan whined. Yet she still went along with Emily, afraid if she pulled away that she'd fall and be unable to get up.

"Okay everyone, I have our guest of honor, what should we do with her?" Emily announced to the living room full of people.

Some people Jordan knew, like the two girls and Troy. Jason. OMG. Jason is here. Jordan panicked, she flung her arms over her chest. Standing in front of everyone topless being displayed by Emily like a circus act. The boys in the room had hungry eyes piercing into her soft form.