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Oh, FUCK YES!

I realized that getting my mother out of this life might be a little bit harder than I had originally anticipated.but I wonder if I should stay on plot or do my own thing.

"Harder! Harder!"

I pinched my nose and resisted the urge to sigh, as a literal motherfucker held her against the bathroom wall. My mother was an actual nympho – and she enjoyed having wild, vivid and rampart sex. She enjoyed her sensuality. She enjoyed stripping. This of course meant that even if I did eventually make a million dollars and moved us into the finest areas of Gotham City, she probably would come back here out of nostalgia.

Still, the goal was the same. Make money first, and then, try to find a way to... curb, her slightly crazed tendencies.

"UGH! You're done already? What the fucking hell was that?"

"Damn it woman! That was the third round this night!"

Some words and tirades followed, and of course, once more, the man stormed out, hastily adjusting his belt and pants, his eyes flicking over to me for half a second. My eyes strayed over to the top of his head, where the relevant information about him was.

Mr. Kingsley, Police Officer, Level 14.

Well, who was I to judge – Police Officers also needed some stress relief, especially in a city like Gotham. His eyes immediately turned away, and he continued his march, grumbling underneath his breath about one thing or the other about 'insatiable women'.

"Alright Zeusy, time to head home."

A hand gently landed on my shoulder, as my mother came out of the restroom. A lit cigarette in one hand, blonde hair tied into a girl-next-door ponytail, which of course made the stripperific outfit she wore all the more sensual.

"Did you 'member to wash your hands?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yes, Zeusy, I did."

"With soap?"

"The bathroom's all out of soap."

"There are three new soap dispensers."

"They must be busted," she said before stopping, "And how'd you know that?"

I shrugged. "I look, and I see things."

She gave me a flat look. "Cheeky."

"Hands. Wash."

She threw the said appendages in the air. "Fine! Fine! Christ! Who's supposed to be the child in this relationship anyway?"

She turned back inside, and I resisted the urge to sigh. Instead, I allowed my hand to flash out to the small pocket in her skirt, subvocalizing Inventory, as she continued without notice.

From using dexterous speed of fingers to take an item out of your mother's pocket, your Dexterity has gone up by 1!

From deftly pilfering the pocket of an unsuspecting target, the skill, "Pickpocket" has been created!

Pickpocket (Active) Lv. 1

(Imagination Skill)

Hijack an object and place it directly into your inventory, absolving you of any physical evidence of the theft – become the ultimate Pickpocket Legend!