Little Orange Miracles

My arms sat crossed in front of my chest. "Believe me now?"

The girls, once again across the plate of jell-o as they snacked away, made irreverent looks. "What... that... you're like the Owner of the entire friggin' planet?" Allsion bit into her gelatinous chunk, one brow raised indignantly.

"No, the world." I corrected. "Like, I'm pretty sure that means... everything." Did it?

Wasn't really sure. Could try finding out, but...

Holy crap. What if aliens existed? And I could invite them over for... dinner or something!

Allison just mouthed something unintelligible to Nat, causing the latter to raise her shoulders.

"Seriously, John, how did you get here anyway."

I lent my secret crush a flat look, leaving my speculations to gestate for later. For a second, I'd forgotten where we had left off, then shook my head. "Nat, the pickles! Don't you think it's odd that the--"

"Eh it's whatevs," she shrugged it away. My eyes shuttered at her, baffled. "But you, you live 50 miles away, John."

"Yeah. Yeah exactly," I said, basically going in circles now. "Don't you see how weird that is?"

"Well..." Allison chewed away. "Maybe that's why we're asking you, John."

"We know you don't have a car," continued Nat as she picked up a glass of 'ol H2O. "So what, in the middle of the morning, you walked over here?"

"Did you get a ride?"

"Flew?"

"No," I denied, straight. "I teleported here within a nanosecond of conceiving a destination, your house, for which I would be departing my bedroom--"

Nat was **** on her water two seconds later.

My eyes were slits as the two broke out in a stomach-clenching fit of laughs. Twenty seconds in, I didn't even think it was over me. They were just laughing at the fact that Nat spilled some water over her lip. Fifty seconds, at the fact they were laughing.

"Ohhh Owner of the World," Allison mocked through her gasps for air, "you must forgive us..."

"Tissue..." Amid closed eyes, Nat tried patting the carpet in search for the napkins.

I sighed, leaving them to their own devices. Heading into the dining room, I took the liberty of pouring myself some orange juice, and closed the fridge before taking a comfy seat on one of the Dorfs' chairs.

Some me-time always helped soothe the mind.

Actually, not really. That was more thanks to the orange juice.

As if on cue, my head began to drift away, and there in the infinite vastness of my mind, hurtling towards me, it appeared.

Oranges.

Life born from the earth itself.

Quite the miracle, when you thought about it.

Little orange miracles.

I stared at my glass of OJ. Near fully depleted, I concentrated. Then, steadily, the orange contents rose and rose until it was tickling the brim of the glass. Then teeming over it, spanning across the tabletop.

"Crap crap, crap, too much, too much." I grabbed the sides of my head, panicking by instinct. Collecting myself, I looked hard at the overflowing orange juice drawing itself over the tablecloth.

A second later, the glass was back to being full, rather than partially drowning, which I appreciated.

My lungs un-clenched. With a careful but handy swipe, I took a whig and polished my throat clean with the tangy, minimally pulpy juice, then eventually popped off the rim with a rejuvenating breath of air.

And suddenly a soft weight was on my shoulder.

"Thirst that quench!"

I jerked my head back, and mentally pinched myself.

Nat was smiling down at me with that innocent-yet-also-kinda-mischievous smile I swear she must have had mastered at birth.

"You still remember that day?" She pulled up a chair to plop her sweet butt on, elbows carefree on the table.

My eye blinked at her. Then sheepishly turned back to the now nigh-empty glass of OJ. "Yes." I did.

And it was still as embarrassing then as it was now.

Grinning, Nat was eyeing me with her trademark unreadable look before dropping her arms across the table's surface and scooching back. "Uhhggheurgh. Allie had to take a call."

"With who?" I ventured.

"Her boyfriend."

"Oh." Another sip.

A moment passed, and I felt a throbbing in my jeans. I dug into my pocket. "Jason and Carl said they're going downtown at 12." Scanning my phone's texts, I scratched my chin. Then tapped up some smart remark.

"Really?" Nat sat up. I tried not to peek at her jeans-covered legs as she did. Which ended up with my gaze drifting to her chest, her smooth skin exposed by a top that was cut low enough to show her visually pleasing upper slab but only just a hint of cleavage, covered as she was in a mini long-sleeved cardigan over a light grey tanktop. Her body was so tight. My mind was so, so dirty. My throat was really dry.

"Yeah really." I tried gently setting my phone on the table as I reached for the OJ, but it slipped and kinda just flopped onto it. Getting over it, I swiveled back to Nat, "Wanna go?" The glass returned to rest between my lips. Up went my head. Down the hatchet.

She was biting a nail with a probably unhealthy degree of interest. "Hmmmmmm yeah. Yeah sure. Let me ask Allison."

Chair legs screeched. Patter of her feet against the tile turned into thumps against the stair-steps. After a few minutes she was back.

"She can't go." Nat plopped back onto the chair from earlier.

I made a face, one I hoped was adequate for the situation. As I did, Nat playfully socked me in the arm.

"Hope you don't mind XX chromosomes."

"What? Why?"

"Because if we're going to meet up with Jason and the gang, you're going to be with me and Allison in the car while I drop her off."

I was about to protest, but held my tongue.

I could literally do anything. Car? I could poof Allison back home, poof us downtown, poof Jason, Carl, Helia, and Michelle --

"We could play that new Grimes album on the way."

"Sure," I perked, game.

While Nat took a field trip to the lower level's bathroom, I strode back up the stairs. Once I was in front of her room, I pushed the door open slightly with my foot, and saw Allison stomach first on the carpet. Her fingers flying away at her phone-screen.

"So..." I reflexively gulped. At first, I was thinking of just being discreet, but stood my ground. Remembering, in fact, that I should be safe from all harm. This was my domain, now. So I could, quite casually, do what I was about to do with little to zero consequence. "You ain't coming with us?" I questioned as I came down, turned, then sat myself right on her pert bottom. It felt nice and soft under me, but also firm. Pillows could take lessons from these.

"Nah. Sorry. Other things came up." As Allison spoke, I bounced on her butt. My butt. Her butt. All in one fantastic butt-locked, rhythmic unison.

"You mean your boyfriend came up?"

Allison just looked at me coldly. "Ricky and I are going to a party. We got invited last minute, so it came up last minute, you know."

In spite of everything, I knew. Out of all of us, Allison was much more the confetti-drenched, out and about socialite. We led different lives. Were different people.

"So you slept over?" Bounce.

"Yep."

"Cool." Bounce.

"And you're not goina tell us how you got here."

"I already did."

The pony-tailed blond rolled her eyes. Meanwhile, my hand was taking this chance to drop down and feel up her butt cheek. One small step for man... one giant leap for man-effing-kind!

Squeeze! Squeezey squeezey squeezey! Hoo. Cheerleader ass was nice and rich to the touch.

This was... this was just so incredibly awesome, man. Gotta say, being Owner of the World was pretty cool so far, considering all the options I had laid out before me.

"Allison."

"Yes?"

"Piss yourself."

Allison then hitched a breath and I, kid you not, tangibly felt her butt cheeks tigthen together below me as a barely audible hiss sung from underneath her waist.

I knew she would do that, I thought, standing up and staring down at her behind, but I can't believe she did. Allison Senway. Pissing herself.

"Go clean yourself up," I recommended, and Allison was on her knees then feet but a few seconds later, dragging either lower extremity to the adjacent bathroom and shutting the door. If my hopes were right, she'd be going on a pantieless car ride not too far from now!