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You make another pass, and smoothly slide Sayza's pants off over her ass and down to the floor. You also open her jacket further, slipping it off over her shoulders. Sayza's almost entirely down to her underwear, with her pants pooled around her ankles and her jacket hanging off her arms.

The almost instantaneous speed with which you accomplish this seemingly makes it unnoticable to her, as her body doesn't even register her clothes sliding across her skin.

The girl's eyes most certainly so register, and she awkwardly tries to clear her throat and interject Sayza, who is trying to be as suave as possible while bragging about how dextrous and nimble her fingers are at pickpocketing You don't see how there's any way that's not innuendo.