Eventually he gets himself home

Ray really didn't know what to do. He had wanted this power for a long time. He had fantasized about it. He knew his father had more than one woman in his life, his secretary at least. He had heard his grandfather had more than one family. It was to be expected of him, quite honestly. He thought that the first thing he was going to do when his power manifested was get some with the first attractive woman he saw. But this was Katie. Sure she had an amazing figure, (in one of the bathroom stalls, there was a sharpie-scribbled message of "I'd kill to see Ms. Marecki's tits." which caused a bit of an uproar with administration. The boys had a talking to, but even when janitorial scrubbed it off, it came back up in a day or two.) but he knew Katie. He liked Katie, he knew about her cats and her troubles with third period, and her college sweetheart who really should have proposed by now. He wasn't going to snap his fingers and make her suck his dick.

One of the office ladies broke the one-sided tension, entering in with a cart, stacked with bottles. "One of the parents dropped off a case of red wine, you can each take a bottle home with you. Happy Holidays!" That was an undeniable perk of the private school, a number of parents would drop off pretty valuable gifts at the end of the term. Now, on a couple occasions, he had received gift cards to LUSH and Sephora, which was kind of lame for a guy, but free bottles of wine really did make him feel appreciated. The office lady handed him a bottle, "No drinking on campus!"

Katie and he spent most of the next two hours, quietly chatting while they finished their grading. It was 4:30, quitting time. Ray inhaled deeply and snapped his fingers again. "Since we're going on break, you want to give me a tight hug and kiss me on the cheek when we say goodbye today. Over the break, you'll realize that you have feelings for me. If William pops the question over break, you'll tell him you need to think about it." He hated himself for that, but he wanted to keep his options open. He snapped his fingers again.

"Alright, I guess, I'll be seeing you," Katie said as she clicked the send button for her last class's grades. He had a few last grades to enter, and he wanted to test exactly how far she'd go to fulfill his commands. He turned to look at her, and waved, "Well, happy holidays, Katie. I guess we'll see each other in January."

"No, no, no, come on," she said, flapping her hands to gesture him up, "C'mere, you goofball. You're getting a hug." Ray made a show of getting up, reluctantly, and she put her arms around him. And squeezed. This was new. Katie was a relentless positive girl, but she wasn't a hugger, maybe because of her sizable chest. Her body was close to his, practically draped upon him. She strained upwards and kissed him on the cheek. Longer than a peck, as well. She seemed almost embarrassed when she pulled away and let him go.

"Happy Holidays, Katie," Ray repeated himself, raising a hand to touch where she kissed. She blushed, and left her classroom rather quickly. Ray finished putting in his last few grades and left about ten minutes later.

He had two bus transfers to get back home. He split half a duplex with a college friend who was attending medical school in town. As he went home, he was trying to figure out a way to improve his living situation. It wasn't like he could snap his fingers and get free rent from his landlady, she needed to pay the mortgage; trying to skimp on rent would just lead to them all getting evicted.

He glanced at the homeless guy on the bus. Could he snap his fingers and tell the guy to give up the booze and get his life on track?

He kept his hands to himself and got himself back to his house. Like he expected, Nathan wasn't there. He spent most of his time on campus and the library. Yet, Nathan's girlfriend was there, like usual. As far as Ray knew, Suzanne Ciccone had her own place with her own roommates, but she spent most of her time at his place. Less crowded. Now, if it was a serious relationship, maybe it would be one thing, but Nathan really didn't give any indication that he was that serious about her. They met on Tinder. In a few months, Nathan would get his internship, and possibly move across the country, and they didn't seem to have discussed any of this. Not really any of Ray's business, but if she was going be over in the crib all the time, she could at least pitch in on groceries and stop sneaking Ray's Pringles.

She was a social studies teacher at a middle school, and liked to talk shop. She was on the couch watching something on TV that he didn't recognize. Public schools started their break a day earlier, so she probably been hanging around the entire day.

"Hey, Suzanne," Ray started, sitting down on the couch next to her. He **snapped** his fingers.