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receptionist’s return.
    “Hey, can I get you to sign for something,” the driver said.
    “Am I allowed to do that?” Hilton asked.
    “Sure, I just need a signature. It’s a package for Hilton Withers.
    Does she work here?”
    “Oh, that’s me. I can sign for my own package, right?”
    “Boy, she’s got you freaked already,” the driver said.
    Hilton smirked apologetically for having no balls. She couldn’t think of anything she’d ordered. Still puzzled, she signed for the package. The FedEx driver was a short, buff, Hispanic woman who stared intently at her while she signed the form. Hilton looked up and smiled politely.
    “You must be new,” the driver said.
    “Yes, I’m Hilton,” she said, extending her hand. She refused to be snotty. She had done that once to a homely girl in her class when she was growing up and Gran had berated her for her unkindness and belligerence, for thinking herself better because she was lucky enough to be born pretty. Hilton had never forgotten that discussion. Unfortunately, being polite sometimes gave the impression she was interested. It was a difficult balance.
    “I’m Dolores. Nice to meet you, Hilton. Do you order a lot of stuff?”
    “Yes, computer stuff mostly. I’m kind of a tech geek.”
    “You look pretty hip for a geek,” Dolores said.
    Hilton wondered if this was a potential come-on. She smiled anyway. She could always pull her famous “I’ve got a lot on my plate right now” response if need be. It usually worked.
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    in. She was on her way to the break room to get a cup of coffee.
    Hilton watched as Anne arched her eyebrow as she passed by.
    “So haven’t I seen you … out,” Dolores said.
    The emphasis on the word out was code for gay bar. Hilton laughed. “Perhaps a time or two,” she replied coyly.
    “I thought so,” Dolores said with a knowing smile.
    Veronica came swishing by the reception desk. “Don’t you have packages to deliver?” she said curtly.
    Dolores just smiled conspiratorially and leaned closer to Hilton. “Don’t touch that one.”
    “Oh, no … really.”
    “Grave mistake,” Dolores said.
    “Girlfriend, what were you thinking?”
    “What can I say? Momentary lapse of judgment. I’ll see you around, Hilton.”
    ” ‘Bye, Dolores.” Hilton made sure she said it loud enough for Veronica to hear. She knew they could be friends now because Hilton had treated her as a fellow hunter and not game. Besides, it appeared being nice to Dolores really pissed off Veronica so that made it all the better.
    Hilton took the package back to the studio and sat on the leather couch in the anterior. The commercials were playing.
    There was still station identification and thirty seconds of bumper music to get through. She opened the package to find the largest dildo she’d ever laid eyes on. It was dark purple. She pulled it out of the box and eyed it ominously.
    “What the hell is that?” Dave asked, peeking out from the control room.
    “It’s a dog toy,” Hilton said. She threw it to Shannon, who was still lying on the floor of the anterior underneath the huge brass ceiling fan. Luckily, Lillian was out having a cigarette.
    “It looks more like a …” Dave said, wincing as Shannon chewed on the end of it.
    “A penis?” Hilton said, finishing his sentence because he didn’t seem capable.
    “Well, yeah.”
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    “It’s commonly referred to as a dildo.” Hilton took her seat in the control room.
    “I didn’t realize they came that large,” Dave said, watching Shannon acutely.
    “What d’ya mean? I thought all you guys were hung like horses,” Hilton teased.
    “Not like that!” Dave replied. “That’s obscene.”
    Hilton laughed.
    “Who sent that?”
    “My girlfriend,” Hilton said. “It’s a retort for a discussion we had that ended with me nailing her in