City Lounge: New York (Book Two, Chapter Ten: Izzie’s Mental Game)

Chapter Ten: Izzie’s Mental Game:

Izzie raised her eyebrow at Neil.

“So, talk to me,” she said. “Who exactly are you?” The butch woman lowered her eyes.

“Uh, I like bikes,” she said.

“Do you?”


“What kind?” Izzie leaned in with her eyes fixed on her target. She had only heard the stories of Neil from Hayley. The way she talked, this butch lesbian sounded like Michael Myers. But from she saw, Neil looked like a shy little bunny rabbit aching to run away.


“Ah. Suits you well.”

“Uh… Thanks.”

Izzie tilted her head. “You don’t talk much, do you?” Neil looked away, blushing. Izzie sat back with her arms behind her head.

“I see,” she said. This should be interesting. “Tell me something, why do you like Hayley so much?”

“What?!” Neil asked.

“Come on. I can see it on your face. What’s so special about her? Do you like the femme type?”

“A little bit.”

“I see.”

“What about you?”

“Me?” Izzie shrugged. “It’s mostly what I feel like. I like both men and women. All at once.”


Izzie waved her off. “That’s not the point. What do you see in Hayley?”

Neil lowered her head. “She’s really cute.”

“Okay. Go on.”

“Go on?”


“What else do you want me to say about her?”


Neil gave her a strange look. “Why?” Izzie was about to speak when her phone rang.

“Excuse me,” she said. She picked up her phone and walked back to the bathroom. Neil watched her disappear from view.


“Dianne, darling!” Izzie said over the phone in the bathroom. “What are you calling me for in a fix?”

“Where the hell are you?!” Dianne asked. Her girlfriend smiled.

“At Keste West Village,” she said.

“You’re in Brooklyn?! What have I told you about doing this crap?!”

“Sorry. How’s Kathy?”

“Stressed as ever. You’re going to end up killing that poor woman one day!”

Izzie made “pssh” sound over the phone. “She’ll be fine. As long as she picks up my work and gives it to publishing company, I’m fine.”

“You still shouldn’t do this to her. When do you plan on coming home?”

“Don’t know. I am definitely having lunch right now. Say, will you still be home for dinner tonight?”


“Oh, I decided to bring over a friend.”

“What kind of friend?”

“Do you remember the butch dyke that Hayley goes on and on about?”

“Yeah, what about her?”

Izzie broke into a huge grin. “Guess who I ran into today?” She waited for a moment over the phone.

“Who?” Dianne asked.

“Neil, of course!” her girlfriend said.

“You’re kidding.

“Nope. And I’m inviting her over to have dinner with us.”


Izzie rubbed the back of her head. “And while we’re at it, let’s invite Kathy over for dinner.”

“What are you up to now?”

“What? I’m just extending an olive branch.”

“You’re just going to do the same shite again.”

Izzie giggled as she lowered her hand. “Guilty. Anyway, we’re going to have dinner with them.”

“And when are you coming home?” Dianne asked.

“Soon,” her girlfriend said. “When I feel like it.” She hung up before Dianne could get in another word.


Izzie returned to her table just as the pizza arrived. Neil looked up as she took her seat.

“Oh hey, the pizza’s here!” the writer said. “Did I mess anything else?” The butch lesbian shook her head.

“Good,” Izzie said. She sat back down into her chair. The writer glanced up at her new “friend”.

“Say, are you doing anything for the rest of the day?” she asked.

“No,” Neil said in a confused tone of voice. The author gave her a cat-like grin.

“Excellent! Come by my house for dinner!” she said. “I’ll introduce you to my girlfriend and my publishing agent. It’ll be fun.” Neil looked at her with a baffled look on her face. That grin on her acquaintance’s face told her that she probably did have a choice. The butch woman lowered her eyes. Izzie patted her on the arm.

“Tell you what,” she said. “Let’s eat this delicious pizza and you think on an answer, okay?” The writer didn’t even wait for an answer as she started to eat.

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