98. Pajamas

Ali wiggled her toes as she watched the hot electric pink lacquer dry. Ah she loved painting her own nails – but sometimes they looked like they were painted by well, something dead or without an ability to move its hands.

Then she saw it; the darn hot pink stain on her cozy blue booty-short pajamas.

“Oh darn it not again” she whimpered whipping out her wand she cleaned the pants.

In time, she heard the doorbell ding – opening it she gasped. “H-hi um, how are you?” She blushed profusely as she saw Jaxton Tanner standing there in front of her.

Disclaimers:: Jaxton Tanner, is property of the ever-so-lovely Tori also known, on here as Tiro MacMhuirich...