New York/“Lucy”

Date: 5/21/2018

Staying at Peregrine’s / Kim’s NYC apartment. I’ve flown over just to have a therapy session with Brett. I try to juggle invitations on the calendar so I can do everything in a weekend, though I consider flying over just for the day. B is touched. There’s a party. We’re posing for photos when I feel one of the young men nestling up to me closer than normal. He’s cute, slim build with floppy blond hair. I respond and he puts his arm round me. We gradually get closer and closer as more group photos are taken, his hand creeps around my side, I put my hand on his knee, our heads touch, by the time of the last photo, he is kissing my head. The young man gets very amorous, he pushes me down and kisses me passionately on the floor in front of everybody. I try to remember his name, I think it’s a girl’s nickname. Eventually B points out an article about him in a magazine. It turns out he’s titled and very rich, with a long name, but every one calls him “Lucy”. I’m flattered by his attention. We get on the huge raised bed in the bedroom and look through the big window across Central Park at the magnificent view, the towers of NYC twinkling in the distance. I understand why they’ve raised the bed.