Mob Princess - Tess DiRosa's Story
Copyright© 2025 by Argon
Chapter 2: Eileen
The Tulips was the oldest lesbian club in Philadelphia. Tess had been there a couple of times, mostly with Maureen and Numi, and she liked the atmosphere. Just like straight women, lesbian women come in all shapes and persuasions, from shy, bookish romantics to brash, loud bull dykes. Being there with Maureen and even more so with Numi had kept Tess from being confronted with the more aggressive patrons since most in the community knew that Numi was a cop.
This evening was no different. Tess was sitting with her friends, enjoying the music and watching people. She was not looking for a one night stand, nor for a committed relationship. She just wanted to have some fun time with her friends.
Watching the other patrons, she noticed a rather butch-looking blonde of middling age crossing the dance floor, leading a skinny young girl by a dog leash. This was not too uncommon at the Tulips where dommes often paraded their pets for everybody to see. What made Tess look more closely was a barely covered black eye the young girl sported and bruises of varying age on her arms. Being in the martial arts, Tess knew about bruises, but the young girl did not strike her as being a fighter. She nudged Numi.
“See the dog face over there? She must be beating up her pet.”
Numi looked and nodded. “Fuck! That’s Mona. She’s calling herself Mistress Mona and gets off on bullying people and beating up on her pets. I thought they’d banned her from the Tulips.”
“She’s trouble?”
Numi nodded. “When she’s drunk, she gets mean, and she’s often drunk. Karen got into a tiff with her, and they both got banned for a half year.”
Karen had been Maureen’s partner and, as Joey had joked, Deirdre’s stepfather, until she was killed by the two drug dealers who had then kidnapped Deirdre for the violent rape orgy.
Tess watched the woman and her pet as she dragged her roughly by the leash and she shook her head in disgust. Mona noticed and swaggered over.
“You got a problem, bitch?”
“Yeah, there’s this ugly fat cow blocking my view,” Tess drawled recklessly.
“Oh, my! You are so going to be sorry,” Mona grinned. “Girly, I’m gonna teach you!”
“She’s with me. Leave her alone,” Numi interfered.
“Fuck you, cop bitch! You think you can scare me? You wouldn’t dare raising a stink. They’d drum your dyke ass off the force for good. Your little girlfriend will just have to learn to be polite.”
“Don’t sweat it, Numi,” Tess shrugged. “The fat cow is all bark and no bite.”
“Am I, little bitch? I’m gonna give your pretty face some color, like black and blue! I’m gonna...”
“Bla, bla, bla!” Tess mocked the woman. The week’s frustrations had been piling up, and Tess was spoiling for a good fight to let off some steam. “You gonna talk all evening, Dog Face?”
“That’s it!” Mona snarled, jumping at the sitting Tess.
Tess’s right leg shot up, hitting the advancing woman’s knee hard. Mona stumbled for a moment, long enough for Tess to move up and out of the charging woman’s path.
“That’s all you got? Have enough already? Got a bad owie?”
“You fuckin’ bitch!” Mona hissed, advancing on Tess. “I’m gonna kill you! I’m gonna...”
That was as far as she got. Tess whirled around and stopped the attack with Ushiro Geri Kekomi, a straight mule kick that hit Mona’s midsection heel first and catapulted her back by six feet, landing her on her ass, wheezing and gasping for air. Sometimes, old school Karate was useful.
The music stopped in this moment and somebody switched on the ceiling lights. People were staring at the two women.
“Does it hurt?” Tess teased the older woman. “I thought you’d teach me a lesson?”
Mona struggled to her feet. “You’re dead, bitch!” She took a deep breath. “You’re dead!”
Then she launched herself at Tess who, switching styles from old school Karate to Aikido, caught the arm of the attacking woman, accelerated the momentum of the charge, and then yanked the arm back. Mona spent a fraction of a second suspended in mid-air before she crashed heavily to the floor. Tess stepped back.
“We can play this game all evening,” she told the wheezing woman. “I won’t even break a sweat putting you in the hospital. Now, are you going to behave?”
“I’m ... I’m going...”
“You’re going nothing,” a tall woman spoke up. It was Lola, the manager, and she held a wooden baseball bat. “You’re out. Take your little pet, get your ass outta here and never show your face again!”
“That bitch...”
“Shut up! You attacked her. I saw it. You attacked her and she wiped the floor with you. I’m even gonna offer her a drink on the house. You, out!”
“Please, I don’t want to go with her!” a panicky voice squeaked. Tess looked and there was Mona’s pet, wringing her hands and looking scared shitless. “She’s gonna take it out on me. Please, don’t make me go with her!”
Tess cast a murderous glance at the woman on the floor before she turned to the young woman.
“What’s your name?”
“Eileen,” the pet whispered.
“You wanna leave her?”
A nod was the answer. Tess gave her an encouraging smile.
“Stay for now. We’ll talk some later. As for Dog Face,” Tess turned and fixated Mona, “you better not come near me or her again. Capiche?”
Mona was on her knees by now. “I’m gonna find you. You bet I will. And then I’ll...”
“Yeah, yeah, you have us scared shitless. Get lost, you fat wimp!”
The manager was tapping the bat against her open hand for emphasis, and Mona obviously decided to cut her losses and limped towards the exit. Tess gave Numi and Maureen a shrug.
“Sorry.”
Maureen shrugged right back. “She needed it. Now, what about Eileen?”
Tess looked at the young woman who was still standing in front of their table wringing her hands.
“Hey, why don’t you sit down and tell us what’s happened with you and Dog Face?” Tess invited her.
Eileen sat on the edge of a chair casting fearful glances at the three older women.
“How old are you, Sweetie?” Maureen asked gently.
“Ei ... eighteen, since last week. You’re not going to send me back to m-my p-parents, are you?”
Maureen took a sharp breath, but Numi put a hand on the girl’s arm.
“If you’re over eighteen, nobody can send you anywhere. I’m a police officer. Maureen here is a very good lawyer, and Tess ... well, she can kick ass like nobody’s business. Let us help you. Just tell us your story. Wait! How about something to drink? Fruit juice, coke or a coffee?”
“I’d like an orange juice,” Eileen admitted. Tess got up and walked over to the bar. The bartender gave her a smile.
“What can I do for you?”
“A glass of OJ and maybe some salt crackers?”
“Coming right away!” the bartender sang out. “Thanks for putting a stop to that bully! I wouldn’t have pegged you as a ... well, a hard man.”
Tess giggled. “I don’t think of myself that way. She just pissed me off with her attitude. And she can’t fight for shit.”
“You’re some sort of ninja?”
Now Tess was laughing brightly. The bartender was about her own age, very slim, with short blonde hair, and small but prominent titties that showed through the white T-shirt. She was cute, and she was obviously just a little bit interested in Tess.
“Nah, just Aikido these days. I did Karate when I was in school, but these days I’m also into the Wushu disciplines.”
“Huh. I had a self defense class two years ago, but they mostly taught us how to fall properly. If some guy’s after me, the last thing on my mind is falling.”
“But that’s the time-honored way to respond to a bad guy. The girl always stumbles trying to escape and then tries to crawl away,” Tess snickered.
“Do you, like, teach that stuff?”
“Yeah, I teach Aikido and Wing-Tsun, that’s a Chinese fighting style. It’s more suitable for women than Karate. Interested?”
“I don’t know. Maybe. I’ll be off at 3. Maybe we could go someplace and you can show me some stuff?”
That was blatant enough, and Tess laughed. “I don’t want to disappoint, but I’m here with friends and...”
“Bi-curious? Maybe I can also teach you something?”
“You’re not exactly a wall flower, are you?”
“Nope. I’m a straight shooter, and I wouldn’t work here if I weren’t into chicks. You?”
“Tried both sides of the fence. Not completely happy with either,” Tess shrugged.
“So?”
“So what?”
“Wanna hang out after I get off my shift?”
“And practice self defense?”
“Or maybe explore your options?”
Tess had to smile. “What’s your name anyway?”
“Lisa.”
“Well, Lisa, I’m Tess and you’ve got yourself a date. Gimme that OJ now and maybe your cell number.”
This was a crazy evening, Tess reflected carrying the juice back to the table.
“Here you go, Eileen. Have you eaten anything lately?”
Maureen shook her head. “We’ve been through this already. Once she finishes the juice, we’re outta here and to some place where we can eat. That ... that fat bitch hasn’t given her anything to eat in two days!”
“Makes me almost hope she’s waiting for us outside,” Tess grumbled and Eileen had a frightened look on her face. “Don’t worry. I can take her any day. On the other hand...”
She fished out her cell phone, a prepaid burner phone purchased by somebody who made a nice living buying and registering phones in his name. Speed dial had her connected with the night manager at DiRosa Security.
“Enzo, this is Princess 1. I’m at the Tulips bar — Yeah, the dyke bar — Ha-ha! — Yeah, get over it. Listen, I had a brush-up with some bull dyke by the name of Mona. Around five-eight, 200, short blonde hair, bomber jacket. She may be waiting for us outside. Can you get me some back-up? — Sweet! We’re a party of four. Thanks! We’ll be leaving in about ten.” She turned to her companions. “All taken care of. Uncle Fredo will be outside. He’s just coming off shift and swinging by.”
Maureen looked amused, but Numi shook her head. “He’s a lieutenant now. He still needs to moonlight for you guys?”
Tess laughed. “He’s got two kids in college and an ex-wife. Go figure!”
Eileen was staring at them. “You guys are all cops?”
Tess laughed. “Nope. I just graduated from college. Maureen is a partner in a very, very prestigious law firm. Numi is the only black sheep here. Oops, bad pun, Numi. Sorry.”
Numi N’Gomo was as black as a New Moon night.
“You’re looking entirely too smug to be sorry,” Numi gave back, wagging her finger. “One day that mouth of yours will get you in trouble.”
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