lab?”
“It’s pretty good. I’m basically being paid to baby-sit. I have to make sure everyone has a spill-proof cup and that no one carts off a computer.” Liz pointed at Shannon’s new toy. “What is that?”
“It’s a dildo that’s approximately ten minutes from the trash can.”
Shannon barked in protest and put a protective paw over it.
“She has a larger vocabulary than some of my peers.”
“I think you’re forgetting who’s the alpha dog here.” Hilton pointed a finger at Shannon, who appeared to make a point of ignoring her.
“Why is she chewing on a dildo?”
Hilton relayed the story, which left Liz sputtering and wiping her eyes on her shirt sleeve.
“Can I see the video?”
“No!” Hilton said.
“How about if I make my famous lasagna, garlic bread and a tossed salad with red vinegar and oil dressing with fresh parme-san—and a nice bottle of Merlot.”
Hilton groaned. “You know I’m a complete whore for good food.” It was almost five-thirty and she hadn’t had any lunch.
“Video?”
“After dinner.”
“Deal. Oh, I can hardly wait. I better get started,” Liz said, getting up quickly.
They heard the rumble of the Harley as it pulled up in the driveway.
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“I hope she’s wearing a helmet,” Liz said.
“She better be because I’m not wiping her ass when she’s a paraplegic.”
“Hilton!”
“Hey,” Nat said as she came around the corner of the house.
“Tell me you wear a helmet when you’re on that bike,” Liz demanded.
“Sherry makes me.” Nat sat on the grass next to Shannon and scratched her ears.
Hilton glared at Shannon, who appeared not to notice. It was if she were saying, “You may be mad at her but I’m not.”
“How chivalrous.” Hilton sniffed.
“Is that—?” Nat said, noticing the badly mangled dildo.
“Yes, as a matter of fact it is. Shannon adores it.”
Hilton watched as Liz’s face grew tense. It didn’t seem to bother Nat in the least.
“Now, that must have been a sight walking down the street.”
Nat picked up the dildo, examined it and then gave it back to Shannon.
“Better yet, at the office. It’s grotesque.”
“Wait until you see the video of them—Hilton, Shannon, the dildo and the tour group,” Liz said. Hilton gave her a look, to which she responded, “It’s probably all over the Internet by now.”
“It’s not,” Hilton said emphatically.
“Video of them doing what?” Nat asked.
“Never mind,” Hilton said.
Nat pouted. “You’re still mad at me? I was the one who got nailed with the soap. I still have a bump on the back of my head.”
She rubbed the spot for emphasis.
“If I remember correctly you tried to electrocute me.” Hilton twitched and quivered for effect.
“You didn’t tell me that!” Liz said, giving Nat an accusatory glance as she leaned against the worn railings of the small porch.
“Oh, did I forget to mention that?” Nat said coyly.
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“You did.”
“Come on, can’t we get past that?” Nat got up off the grass and sat next to Hilton on the porch.
“You slept with her,” Hilton said.
Nat smiled. “Now we’re even, aren’t we?”
“I’ll go start dinner,” Liz said. She closed the screen door quietly behind her.
Hilton didn’t say anything. Nat took her hand. “Why do we have to be like this?”
“Because you have a phobia about commitment.”
“I do not!”
“Then why do you date other people?”
Nat appeared to be thinking. Hilton waited.
“Because I can,” Nat ventured.
Hilton sighed. “That’s lame. Try again.”
“Because I love you too much to lose you, but monogamy isn’t good for a relationship. Because my parents have such a hideous relationship that it frightens me. Because I have an inadequate sense of self—”
Hilton cut her short. “Oh, please, you probably have a little black book filled with these lines. They’re out
“It’s pretty good. I’m basically being paid to baby-sit. I have to make sure everyone has a spill-proof cup and that no one carts off a computer.” Liz pointed at Shannon’s new toy. “What is that?”
“It’s a dildo that’s approximately ten minutes from the trash can.”
Shannon barked in protest and put a protective paw over it.
“She has a larger vocabulary than some of my peers.”
“I think you’re forgetting who’s the alpha dog here.” Hilton pointed a finger at Shannon, who appeared to make a point of ignoring her.
“Why is she chewing on a dildo?”
Hilton relayed the story, which left Liz sputtering and wiping her eyes on her shirt sleeve.
“Can I see the video?”
“No!” Hilton said.
“How about if I make my famous lasagna, garlic bread and a tossed salad with red vinegar and oil dressing with fresh parme-san—and a nice bottle of Merlot.”
Hilton groaned. “You know I’m a complete whore for good food.” It was almost five-thirty and she hadn’t had any lunch.
“Video?”
“After dinner.”
“Deal. Oh, I can hardly wait. I better get started,” Liz said, getting up quickly.
They heard the rumble of the Harley as it pulled up in the driveway.
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“I hope she’s wearing a helmet,” Liz said.
“She better be because I’m not wiping her ass when she’s a paraplegic.”
“Hilton!”
“Hey,” Nat said as she came around the corner of the house.
“Tell me you wear a helmet when you’re on that bike,” Liz demanded.
“Sherry makes me.” Nat sat on the grass next to Shannon and scratched her ears.
Hilton glared at Shannon, who appeared not to notice. It was if she were saying, “You may be mad at her but I’m not.”
“How chivalrous.” Hilton sniffed.
“Is that—?” Nat said, noticing the badly mangled dildo.
“Yes, as a matter of fact it is. Shannon adores it.”
Hilton watched as Liz’s face grew tense. It didn’t seem to bother Nat in the least.
“Now, that must have been a sight walking down the street.”
Nat picked up the dildo, examined it and then gave it back to Shannon.
“Better yet, at the office. It’s grotesque.”
“Wait until you see the video of them—Hilton, Shannon, the dildo and the tour group,” Liz said. Hilton gave her a look, to which she responded, “It’s probably all over the Internet by now.”
“It’s not,” Hilton said emphatically.
“Video of them doing what?” Nat asked.
“Never mind,” Hilton said.
Nat pouted. “You’re still mad at me? I was the one who got nailed with the soap. I still have a bump on the back of my head.”
She rubbed the spot for emphasis.
“If I remember correctly you tried to electrocute me.” Hilton twitched and quivered for effect.
“You didn’t tell me that!” Liz said, giving Nat an accusatory glance as she leaned against the worn railings of the small porch.
“Oh, did I forget to mention that?” Nat said coyly.
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“You did.”
“Come on, can’t we get past that?” Nat got up off the grass and sat next to Hilton on the porch.
“You slept with her,” Hilton said.
Nat smiled. “Now we’re even, aren’t we?”
“I’ll go start dinner,” Liz said. She closed the screen door quietly behind her.
Hilton didn’t say anything. Nat took her hand. “Why do we have to be like this?”
“Because you have a phobia about commitment.”
“I do not!”
“Then why do you date other people?”
Nat appeared to be thinking. Hilton waited.
“Because I can,” Nat ventured.
Hilton sighed. “That’s lame. Try again.”
“Because I love you too much to lose you, but monogamy isn’t good for a relationship. Because my parents have such a hideous relationship that it frightens me. Because I have an inadequate sense of self—”
Hilton cut her short. “Oh, please, you probably have a little black book filled with these lines. They’re out
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