I was watching High School Musical, and it wasa little boring so I decided to get her nail stuff. I'm awful at it.Especially painting my right hand. ... Ugh. So sad. I think I could getbetter with practice. I know this is all weird for a guy my age, butI'm stuck in a teenage girl's room. Amanda came in and apologized fornot helping me. I didn't really believe her at first, but she was nice.She did notice the nail polish out, and I was super embarrassed. Butshe thought it was cute. She said. Once home Donnie goes to leave but I just can’t let him. As he ducks out the window I catch his hand to stop him. “Wait, don’t leave yet, please?”“Aimee, I don’t know. Master Splinter told me to just bring you home and return right away” “I need you to stay.” I whispered, “I can’t handle being alone, I need you.” I pull him in close to me. “I don’t understand.” Oh my dear sweet Donatello. “Don’t you get it Donnie? You’re the one here with me. The one I asked to bring me home.” He looks at me. You’re not wearing much, an old shirt. I quietly walk up behind you, and kiss your neck. You giggle as I tickle you around the waist. I pull you close to me and you playfully try and push me away, trying to finish what’s on the counter. I persist, kissing you tenderly and your body relaxes as you give up. I caress your back and go lower with each stroke. My hands slip under the shirt, as my kisses grow hotter. You turn and my hands are around you. My hand grazes your bottom and we kiss again. I. Then she rubbed her handsover my ass. Her hand felt so cold - or was my ass so hot? Her handsfelt wonderful. I was very turned on.I felt something being tied to my head. A silk blindfold, perhaps? Shecovered my eyes. For a moment there was silence. Then I felt somethingwarm and wet tickling my ears. I tried to concentrate. She was lickingmy ears. I inhaled her perfume, and enjoyed the sensation of her tongueon my ears. It was so sexy. I was incredibly turned on.Suddenly she opened my.