Stitman & Pitt: Beauties of the Sea Slots

She wasn’t allowed near the slots anymore. So I brought the thrill to her kitchen table.

She used to swear she had it—the magic to win. Every time she pulled that lever, it wasn’t just luck—it was destiny. Her eyes would light up, heart pounding, believing she could feel the jackpot before it hit.

But her husband didn’t see the magic. He saw obsession. Noise. Risk. So he did what husbands sometimes do when they don’t understand: He banned her from playing.

That should have been the end of it.

But then she found out I design games.

She didn’t beg for money. She didn’t ask me to break the rules. She just leaned in, eyes full of fire, and said: “Make me a game. One that feels like winning.”

So I did.

And that’s how Stitman & Pitt was born—a card game of chance, rhythm, and psychic tension.

She plays it every weekend now with a group of friends. They shout. They laugh. They chase patterns that may or may not exist. They call it their private casino. Their husbands aren’t invited.

I’m not either.

Turns out, he banned me too. But the game lives on. And honestly? That’s the biggest jackpot I’ve ever hit.

This was the first, but the more I looked at it, the more I realized it could have a theme. Now, I’ve created several. This one’s theme is, Beauties of the Sea.