A closer look at Alex and how friendly she can be

Alex began to stir from her position on the recliner. Giving a yawn she looked over at the clock by her bed, and saw that it was just past the start of first period. She had forgotten to set her alarm again, but it did not really matter. Still, she had plenty of things to do at school, so she might as well get ready.

Bringing up her hand, she gave a loving caress to the ring on her finger. She thought about cheating and using a wish to get everything done, but figured she did not want to spoil herself on that yet. That being said, she could still cheat a little afterwards.

Stepping into the shower, she found herself remembering all the things from last night. Jessica barely holding herself up as she came to stand in front of her, legs finally giving out and she went to a knee if front of her, face shining with sweat and red with arousal and need. She brought her hand down, letting the ring caress her most sensitive bit, before using her fingers to softly tease her lips. Closing her eyes, she now visualized Jessica before her in the shower, she had one hand caressing Alex intimately, Alex rubbed herself a bit harder her mind focusing on the fantasy, while she playfully licked her clit, and the other hand rubbed below sharing in the love with her mistress as she pleasured herself.

Entering herself set the sensitive tunnel a quiver around her fingers, the fantasy burning in her head as she suddenly found rapid release. She grasped the side bar in her shower as she came, juices further soaking her fingers, letting out a moan as it hit her harder then ever before.

Heh, she thought to herself, I might need to wish to last longer in the future. Don't want to disappoint Jessica. She brought up her used hand and sniffed it. Maybe work on the flavor sometime? She thought, giving it a lick. Though she supposed she could just make Jessica love it, as well as make herself love Jessica's nectar in return. Though Jessica was magic... maybe it would already taste magical?

Looking through her clothes Alex decided to ignore what was normally considered acceptable, slipping on a pair of short grey pajama bottoms and deciding on a similar, but slightly darker, grey shirt. Alex did not have a purse, so she just stuck her phone and house key into the pockets and left her room. Alex had always lived in rather low class homes. The ceiling was short, the brown rug was ancient, the paint on the dry wall was peeling, and the house was likely twice as old as her mom. Still, other then the spotty air conditioning Alex did not mind it that much. She used to have to share a room with her half-siblings a few years back, but when her stepdad left he took both of them and she got her privacy and own room.

Alex sighed when got to the living room. Her mom had passed out, face squashed against a pillow, on the coach in full uniform again. Her mothers face looked older then her 37 years, whether from the effect or the toll work had been taking from her. A couple of fives sat on the coffee table, and Alex pocketed the lunch money as she say down to consider her mother, her slightly redder hair partially draped over her face, and her disheveled black and white uniform pulled between her and the couch.

As harsh as it sounds to think about it, Alex really did not know her mother well. Her mother always made sure to provide, though it was frankly why they never really saw each other much. After a few semesters at a deeply religious college her mother had run away with boy she had met, her parents refusing to help with the existing debt she had gathered afterwards. Things got bad when a few years after Alex was born her dad caught a strain of staphylococcus, a rare bacteria infection, from a spider bite and passed after a few months.

Mom had spent most of Alex's life working multiple jobs, with nothing more then a high school education, trying to conserve cash for emergencies and paying bills. They had touched on bankruptcy before, Alex herself had a bad case of pneumonia when she was seven that dragged them far down, but they generally managed to stay afloat.

“I wish Mom ended up getting a new job with great benefits and that she would be leaving for a nice island vacation for a week.”

It felt like a good thing she could do. She did not want to just wish for riches, since she didn't like how the rich kids treated their parents. Besides she had a genie that could provide anything she needed. Maybe she would move in with Jess; they could even share a bed.

“I wish she made sure that I had everything I needed to be fine while she was gone.”

Not sure if that was the way she should go, Alex hedged her bets a bit. She did not want to overload Jessica with too many wishes this soon. Plus it might be nice to wait, building up to that moment might make it all the sweeter. She would think about it later.

Getting up, Alex went to the kitchen and starting preparing some coffee. She thought about breakfast, but figured it would likely be about lunchtime once she finally got to school. Before too long she heard her mother's alarm start to go off, rousing her from sleep. Alex grabbed a second cup as she waited. After a few moments her mom walked into the room.

“Morning Dev!”

Mom had always loved to call her like that. She said it reminded her that she was her father's daughter.

“How was work?” Alex asked her.

“Terrible, but thank god my two weeks notice is up!" her mom answered, "At least I'll get that reference if things don't work out.”

That was a bit different then what she was expecting, even though she knew that the wishes changed reality so people would not normally notice. It made sense though; her mom was the kind of person that tried to be very careful about not locking out future options and not rushing into something. Thankfully the wish did not seem to change her. Alex might need to test how the wishes altered reality sometime.

“I'll be leaving in a few hours and...” her mom glanced at the kitchen clock, and back at her daughter, “You're not in trouble again right?”

Alex shook her head, “I... well I am about to get dressed and head out now.”

Sighing, her mother poured a cup of coffee. She was silent for a few moments as she drank a bit from the glass, “I know things are... awkward, but you really need to think about your future. I can't believe I did not think about it before, but I'll see if I can find someone to come by and supervise you.”

Well that would be inconvenient Alex thought. She supposed now would be the time to try a test wish. Raising her cup, she whispered into it before taking a drink, “I wish she decided that she did not need someone to hang around and watch me.”

Without missing a beat, her mother added, “But maybe being on your own this week will be good for you. Still, I want to make sure you get to school.”

Considering her options for a moment, Alex decided she knew how best to work with this.

“Don't worry Mom. Someone is actually being sent to pick me up for school.”

Her mom stood and considered her face for a moment, trying to find some sign of dishonesty.

“No really!" Alex assured her, "They will be here soon. I am just having a cup before I get dressed. They're sending another student at the school to get me. I promise that I am not getting in any further trouble, or that you'll hear anything bad from the school.”

Deciding that Alex looked like she was telling the truth, her mom turned away. Finishing her glass she stuck it in the (already full) sink and started out, “Fine, I'm going to take a shower. I'll see you in a week. Be good.”

"Don't worry Mom, I promise everything will be great!"

The second period of classes had already started, so she would need to leave soon if she wanted to get there by lunch. Going back on her rather minimalist plans a bit, she decided to grab her bag and pack it with some things she felt she could have some fun with today. She grabbed an unopened box for a toy she had not developed the courage to try, and a few used ones she hid in the loose air vent behind her computer. She thought about grabbing some lube, but decided she was willing to fix that with some genie wishes. Don't want to be too soft on Jessica! It would be irresponsible to spoil her... well too much.

Thankfully she had used her mom's information to set up a 'Rainforest' account in the past so she could get some toys. Eating a bit minimally at lunch, or skipping on some days, allowed her to save money to use on gift cards, which she then used for books, and lately, fun toys to be delivered. There was not much risk of discovery as her mom either worked or slept when the deliveries happened, she just needed to have things arrive on the right days.

She thought about stopping at a specialty store. She barely had what she would consider a collection, but decided if she really needed anything she could just wish for it. Still the five, well six she supposed, toys were a good start for today. She just needed to decide where they would all go! So with a quick glance around, and a giggle at herself in the mirror, she decided it was time to call her ride.

“I wish Tiffany had an obligation to come pick me up for school now.”

Her phone beeped again.

Tiffany sighed. That was likely Jessica again. She was annoyed at having to go to the creep's house and pick her up, and she was not looking forward to trying and explain it to Jessica right now, not with the hangover she has been fighting all morning. Besides, for some reason, she had some vivid dreams about Jessica, dreams that felt incredibly real, dreams that she really did not want to think about further. She already confused herself enough to text Jessica earlier, thankfully she did not actually say anything. It already felt awkward talking to her today.

She knew Jessica would want to know why she was picking up the creep. She might not have to worry about her college admission being a head cheerleader, but Tiffany did. Being a Sister in the SIT program would be a great point on her college application. Jessica should also know that Tiff never checked her phone while driving. It was just not a smart thing to do.

She did rethink it a bit as she drove around looking for the right house. This neighborhood was old, and all these small houses looked really seedy. She was mad that the school did not give her an advisory or something, she would sue them so hard if something happened here. She found the one with the correct address and pulled up to the curb. After a few minutes, it became obvious that she would have to get out.

Looks kind of like the Wilkerson house.

She had loved watching some of those kid comedy shows when she was younger, the antics those television kids got into was always funny. Knocking on the door she waited impatiently as she folded her arms. The creep was really making her work for that point. Just before she angrily knocked again, the door opened.

Creepy Alex stood before her. Tiffany could not believe the girl was still wearing her pajamas, of a distasteful style and color, when she should have known she was on the way.

“What are you wearing? We need to go to school creep!” Tiffany raised her voice, headache throbbing. The creep once again was being problematic for her. She already made a harassment claim against her, why would the school put her in this situation?

“I wish you would not mind what I was wearing.”

Huh? Why would she care how the creep decided to dress?

“Come on, let's get in the car,” Tiffany said, wishing this would all be over with.