The current plan is…redevelopment.

The Clearmont area was destroyed and never re-developed. It’s a sign of the **** of Gotham, it should be rebuilt. Diamond quickly pointed out that was beyond our resources, even if we took every penny from Andre and mortgaged everything else we all owned. But a new foundation could do it. A charitable redevelopment of the area could get donations from all the corporations that would benefit from it, maybe even get the city to turn over its repossessed properties. Then rebuild the area right, apartments, with shopping on the base level.

Asa started out dubious, as was I, admittedly, despite it being my idea. Arguing that if there was money to be made, someone would have made it. But Diamond explained that there were two big problems, the land was all tied up in insurance/repossession/mortgage issues that she seemed confident she could solve and the problem she was less certain of, which poisoned almost all work in the city, the endemic corruption that drained projects of funds. But if they built a new organization, they might be able to limit that, or at least accomplish some stuff before it was corrupted.

The infrastructure was still there, and people had to fucking drive through it to get around Gotham. Given Diamond’s confidence, Asa was slowly becoming excited by the idea, saying she could start seeding interest in it through herself and her new influencer friends. She’d already mentioned she was born there, doing some streams and exercises in the area, along with some commentary about its destruction could get people interested. And influencers were always looking for more content and a new cause.

Diamond cautioned her to wait until they could get a bit of charitable infrastructure in place, otherwise they might drive up the price of buying properties off the banks, or create some competition. They worked out a damn PR plan without me having to do anything, but then they both turned to me.

The big concern they had was that the gangs would either end up fighting over it, or they’d extort so much money the whole project collapsed. There were other concerns, the local homeless folks and homeless group opposition, the Mayor wanting her piece of the action and other charitable groups coming out of the woodwork to demand to be involved. But Diamond seemed to think she could handle those. It was the actual criminals who worried them.

I told them I thought we would be okay, eventually, and they didn’t want to know any more right now and they believed me. They’d need to do a lot of groundwork before anything could get started, and I was able to point them in Kianna’s direction as she was talking to her former neighbors, there might be some community support for rebuilding, or at least cutting off complaints about them not being involved. But after that, I was basically able to get out of the way and let them work.

They even figured out how to handle the need for police protection without me, though once I had Frannie more tightly on a leash, I might be able to help with who they should try to screen out, while Andre could help them with who to screen in…

Which left me free to think of my major part of the action…I could only really see one option. The underworld abhorred a vacuum. I needed my own crime lord, who would answer to me, keep the others out and not scuttle this whole project…the only way I could see to do that was sort of ugly, but it was Peyton’s day in the library tomorrow, she was actually crazy, might be cured and was the closest to getting out..so...I’d get to work on it.

The only other thing we did was schedule our time together this weekend, for right before the two of them confronted Andre. They decided they didn’t need, or want, me involved and seemed absolutely confident they’d have him under control. Given I’d ordered him not to hurt them, I trusted them with that.

With that done, we went our separate ways. I got the quote from Jenna that afternoon and invited her to meet up over the weekend at a bar to discuss it, and see which of us could drink the most beer. She agreed, claiming she’d drink me under the table.

As I drove home, I finally brought up Asa’s 75 SP options:

Exhibitionist: Asa loves attention, needs attention, needs the public to see her, but is very nervous about damaging her new career. Perhaps you could find a compromise? Or help her find a newer career?

Trainer: Asa's an influencer, baby. She does private training. Private training for hotties. For other influencers. Even for some local celebs. They really should meet you. And serve you. Right?

Whore: So, you don't want her to be an unethical slut, surely a whore is what you want? She'll always serve you first and give you all the cash she makes. It's all she's good for, she should use it for your benefit!

Given my goals, it was obvious that trainer was the right answer. Some stupid part of me really liked exhibitionist, but no, I had a mission and it wasn’t to have a pornstar girlfriend…no matter how much teenage me cursed me for that decision. Then I flicked over to the 100 SP option:

Isn’t it nostalgic?: Any target you fuck will start to get nostalgic for how good you were, if not fucked for a week, regardless of how the experience actually was. This may have mental effects if the sex in question was not of the sort they usually enjoy

Sex Consultant: All of Asa’s sex knowledge is copied to you. touching other sex experts will allow you to do the same to them. In no case will it give you other knowledge, or an excuse for how you know this.

Your dick is meant for my holes: Your cock, regardless of size will feel exactly right for the target (note, exactly right may in fact be too big, or too small, depending on their preferences). This will also allow the target’s holes to stretch to accommodate you, regardless of your actual size. You can choose to override this trait, if you wish.

Well, this one was an actual choice...