Mom knows

You're sneaking in the back door when the kitchen light comes on.

"Maya, where have you... Oh my God, what are you wearing?"

Mom is in her house robe, the pink one with the faux-fur trim down the center. It's fallen just open enough to remind you that she sleeps in the nude, which makes you give a little mental 'ew'. Her black hair is braided up for the night and she's holding a cup of warm milk.

"Uh, hi Mom; I was just out with some-"

"Stop right there, Maya. Don't lie to me; you weren't out with friends, you were out playing superhero, weren't you?"

"Mom?"

"You think I couldn't tell? Your grandmother used to do that all the time before she hung up the cape. I do not want you going out and risking your life and... and... everything."

"You knew?"

"Of course I knew; I'm her daughter! I was afraid your ability to avoid being noticed might be a super power and I guess that confirms it." Now that she's going her robe is fluttering open and closed with her hand gestures and giving you a show you really didn't want. "Do you know how many times your grandmother was nearly killed? Do you know how many times she was ra... assaulted? God, you've never even seen her costume, have you?"

"Calm down, Mom, it can't be that bad."

"Go-go boots and pink tie-dye! It was out of style before I was born. At least you didn't inherit her fashion sense. I want to stop you, to talk you out of it, but I know you're your mother's - and your grandmother's - daughter. What are your powers, and how bulletproof are you?"

She's taking this better than you feared. Since she knows, it's time to 'fess up.

"I'm not bulletproof, Mom. I can fly, I can turn effectively invisible or super-noticeable, and I can make people obey simple commands. I call myself Nudge."

"And how long have you been doing this?"

"It's my first night; and I met a supervillain and he... I realized I have a lot to learn."

"My God, Maya. Did he hurt you?"

"No, he just tied me down with his powers and played with my boobs a bit. But I got away."

"Speaking of your boobs, are you sure that outfit is practical? Did you remember Mom's choker?"

"What choker?"

"The one that protects her from cold and rain and keeps her from sweating through her costume. It's platinum, in the shape of a little ring like the one you have on your tummy. I assume you wear it under the costume."

"I didn't know about it, Mom. It's not like you or her ever told me anything. The only reason I knew she was a superhero was because I read her diary."

She whirls, which makes the robe float up but at least she's turning away. You never knew Mom was such an exhibitionist. She leads you upstairs and then up the ladder to the attic. You wait until she's fully up there before you follow. Up-robing her is waay TMI. Once you're both up she takes a shoe box off the small pile of other boxes stored there. "This is Grandma's hero box."

She cracks the tape, opens it, and hands it to you. Inside is a choker, some kind of spare button, a plastic egg and a little black book.

"What is all this stuff?"

"The choker is her environment protection amulet, the button is her League communicator, and the black book is her notes on the supervillains she fought."

"What about the egg?"

"She never told me. But she used to wear it all the time."

"How could she hide it?"

"She wore it in her..." She taps you lightly on the pubes.

"Inside!?"

She nods. "She said it helped her keep her sanity on long stakeouts. I can sort of guess what it does."

"So can I. TMI."

"Well, you could try it. Maybe she wasn't as kinky as you think. And before you think I'll be upset, you should know I'm pretty progressive."

"Mom, you're flashing me full frontal right now; I know you're progressive."

"Do you like what you see?"

"Mom!"

She laughs. "Don't worry, dear; I'm not going to perv you out. You should take a shower; I'll wash and sanitize your new toys while you do. I'm pretty sure my dildo cleaning fluid will do the job, and you'll like the hint of rose scent."

"TMI Mom. Again."