Mob Princess - Tess DiRosa's Story
Copyright© 2025 by Argon
Chapter 4: Surprise!
A week later, Eileen indeed started to train as a bartender/barista at the Tulips, under Lisa’s tutoring. Lisa would go to FLETC in a month, enough time for her to give Eileen a thorough introduction. Tess arranged for a reliable cabbie to pick Eileen up after closing time, and often, Lisa would come along, to join Tess in her bed. There were few romantic feelings between the two women, but they liked each other and were compatible under the sheets. With Lisa leaving soon, there was a definitive expiration date, but both appreciated a fuck buddy to bridge the time until fall.
Tess’s internship at Maureen’s firm was also coming to an end, but she still had no idea what to do in the fall. She had lined up some teaching at her dojo for the fall, to keep the rust away, and Felix had grudgingly agreed to let Tess work a few low level details for Di Rosa Security, but she was still undecided on her real goals.
A week after Lisa had left for Glynco and FLETC, on a Saturday morning, Tess was having her first coffee of the day. Eileen was still asleep after coming home from work at the Tulips at 2:30, and Tess had the kitchen to herself, when the land line phone rang. That was a rare occurrence, and Tess readied herself to tear into the expected telemarketer on the other end, but the voice sounded official.
“Ms. Teresa M. Di Rosa?”
“Speaking,” Tess answered guardedly.
“I am Supervisory Special Agent Tomlinson. I am in charge of our Glynco training facility. You applied for a spot with the Secret Service?”
“Yes, I did, Sir,” Tess answered seriously.
“Well, one of the Secret Service trainees washed out yesterday, a female, and we went through the list of female applicants. Your name popped up first. Could you be here by Sunday evening?”
Tess thought briefly. She would have to make a few urgent phone calls, but it was doable.
“Yes, Sir,” she answered. “How long would I be away, Sir? Just to arrange for somebody to look after the house?”
“The CITP takes 13 weeks, but you’ll be entering a week late. The SATC in Laurel is 18 weeks. Weekend leave will not be granted, except for family emergencies. You’re single?”
“Yes, Sir, and not looking.”
“Another thing, the woman you’ll replace could not cope with rooming with an openly homosexual trainee. Will that cause problems?”
“She was rooming with Lisa Miles?” Tess asked with a laugh.
“You know her?”
“She’s from Philly, too, Sir. I gave her self defense lessons. And no, no problems. I am cool with her.”
“Okay, try to arrive here by 3 p.m. on Sunday, so we can process you in. Any questions?”
“No, Sir. I’ll be there.”
“Well, have a good day,” Tomlinson ended the call. Tess’s “You, too, Sir” was already met by the call sign. Tess sat back on her chair.
“Well, fuck me!”
“You what!” Joey’s voice came over the phone. “I thought you got accepted at Cornell. What got into you?”
“Cool your jets, Joey! There are several reasons, but the most important is that I don’t want to spend my life behind a desk. I know this is short notice, but somebody flunked, and I can get the slot immediately. You met Eileen. She’s going to be the caretaker while I’m gone, but it would be great if you and Deirdre could come maybe twice a month to check. Maureen and Numi will also help.”
“You are sure that’s what you want?”
“Nope, but it sounds exciting and something completely different from what everybody expects of me.”
“What does Uncle Vince say to this?”
“He told me it’s my choice to make. Felix is okay with it, too. I guess he sees me taking over DRS in a few years with what I’ll learn.”
“How long are you going to be away?”
“Seven months, give or take. Twelve weeks in Glynco, and then eighteen weeks in Laurel.”
“Oh, man, when you shake things up, you sure shake them up. Should we come down tonight?”
“Would you? I’d like that.”
“Naw, I was offering and hoping you’d brush me off. Duh!”
Tess had to smile. Of course, Joey would not miss the chance to see her before she disappeared for a half year and more.
“Let’s do it then. I’ll get Maureen and Numi to join us with Carla.”
Carla DiRosa was the daughter Joey and Maureen had conceived during the dark time after Deirdre had left Philadelphia and Joey, and she was a little sunshine. Tess would probably miss her the most.
“You do that. We can be there by four. That okay? You’ve got the time to cook?”
“Nope, but I’ll ring the Blue Grotto for pizza delivery.”
“Okay, Tess, see you later. I have to tell Deirdre. Bye!”
“Bye, Joey! Drive safely!”
Much later, Tess would remember that evening as the end of her youth. The next time they would gather, Tess would be a federal agent. Joey and Deirdre would also soon defend their dissertations, and they already had offers for their first post-doctoral jobs from the Sloan Kettering Institute in New York, allowing them at least monthly visits to see Maureen and Carla. With Tess gone, too, and not likely to get assigned to the Philadelphia office anytime soon, they would probably rent out the house at some point. Felix was now running a very complex business conglomerate, and his easygoing days were definitely over. Gabbie was head nurse and in charge of the ICU now and barely spent time with patients anymore. Numi was trying for the next career step at the PPD, aiming for a lieutenancy, and Maureen was now firmly embedded in the leadership of the firm and getting rich in the bargain.
They had a pleasant and sentimental evening, and after the guests left around ten-thirty, the three of them and Eileen retreated to their basement spa, for a steam bath and a relaxing time in their whirlpool.
Eileen was still a little shy, but she had gained confidence after signing an affidavit accusing her father and the vile Hellstrøm of repeated rapes. She would stay behind, tend to her job at the Tulips, study for a GED and spend Sundays with Maureen and Numi.
At five in the next morning, Tess hugged Joey, Deirdre and a teary Eileen, threw two duffle bags into her Mini, and drove off. As promised, she briefly stopped at Uncle Vince’s mansion to give him a hug and a kiss. Somehow, the old man seemed much smaller and lost when she left, and for the first 200 miles, her conscience acted up. Then, after another brief pitstop, she cleared her mind. She had a clear goal now.
It was after six in the evening before she arrived in Glynco, after keeping the pedal down for over eleven hours, and followed the signs to the registration center. A lone duty officer, one of the students who must have fucked up to get Sunday duty, gave her directions to the accommodations and to the cafeteria. He also gave her a temporary parking permit and told her where students were allowed to park.
Giving her a once-over, he smirked. “Watch out. You’ve got our resident dyke for a roomy.”
“And you’ve got sensitivity training in your future,” Tess gave back. “I’m sure my virtue will be safe.”
“I get off-duty at eight...”
“And I just drove almost eight hundred miles, so spare me your pick-up lines. Have a nice evening.”
Shaking her head, she sat in her car again and drove it to the designated parking. Exiting, she saw herself face to face with Lisa.
“Hey! Thanks for getting me in here,” Tess smiled.
“You’re welcome. The stupid twat demanded I wear a bathrobe to the bathroom and back, and then she berated me for not wearing a bra in our room. When I told her to pound sand, she tried to get me kicked out.”
“Didn’t work, huh?” Tess giggled.
“Nope. I aced the entry test and she tried to cheat and was caught. When she called me a pervert, Tomlinson sent her packing. Sheesh!”
“And now you got me.”
“Yeah, but listen, Tess: no hanky-panky. Those walls are thin and there are strict rules against fraternizing between the trainees.”
“Yeah, that’s what I heard. Hey, we’re more like buddies anyway, right?”
“That’s how I see it.”
“How much did I miss?”
“A lot of standing around in the first days. Classes only really start this week.”
“Okay, care to take one of my duffles?”
“Sure. Let’s see the room and then head down for the chow.”
Nodding, Tess locked the car and followed her friend to her new home away from home. It was like any dorm room. Two beds, two desks with shelves on the walls, two lockers, two chairs, and on Tess’s side, the bathroom door. Tess shrugged.
“It’ll do.”
“Yup. How’s Eileen by the way?”
“Much better. She signed an affidavit accusing her father and that crummy preacher of rape. She’s walking taller now.”
“The poor girl. I mean, my parents didn’t jump up and down with glee when I left the closet, but they really try to treat me as before.”
“Can’t ask for more, can you?”
“Nope. They’re proud of me, too, you know, trying for law enforcement. My dad is a prison guard. He had a motorcycle accident when he was twenty or so, and he could never pass the physical for a police academy. He’s still bummed about that. So I’m sort of living his dream.”
“I didn’t know that. Must be tough. For a while I thought I would spend my life in a wheelchair. I was a royal bitch to everybody.”
“Was?” Lisa asked with a lifted eyebrow.
“Yeah, I can still get grouchy, I get it. Let’s find the cafeteria?”
Being the newbie, Tess got some attention as she and Lisa entered and loaded their trays with food. Seeing everybody staring at her more or less surreptitiously, she grinned.
“Hi! My name’s Tess DiRosa and I’m the Fuckin’ New Girl,” she hollered.
She saw some smiles and nods but also some turned heads and shrugged.
“Thought I’d introduce myself.”
Lisa chuckled. “You know, the way to survive these things is to never stick out.”
“Too fucking bad. I never learned that.”
They sat down and were soon joined by another girl, this one a Grade A, USDA-certified nerd.
“Hi, I’m Rachel, Rachel Stolzfuss. Nice to meet you, Tess.”
Okay, she wasn’t a nerd, she was Amish. “Hi, Rachel. Is this some sort of rumspringe, or did you break away?”
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