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    Challenged to come up with anything more unique than Rose Petal, Sugar Plum and Earth Red for lip color names, she’d been rebranding SKUs for Baden Cosmetics. Taddy replaced their stickers with new labels, which included Double Penetration, Licked All Over and her personal favorite, Cunty Red. Clients hired her for one thing and one thing only, to get them press. Lip gloss called Sugar Plum wouldn’t secure an editor’s attention at HerSay magazine. But Cunty Red? Most definitely.
    “What is it, Miss Brill?” Kelly pushed her unbleached chignon up and sat on the seat’s edge with a sharp inhale.
    “We have a problem…a whopper to be exact.” Taddy heaved her breasts out. She loved scaring the flat-chested new hires with her knockers.
    “Do we?” Kelly asked in terror. Taddy assumed not from her boss’s breasts, for those she knew Kelly admired because she always stared at them fondly. Her dismay was for the word “problem” that came from Taddy’s mouth.
    “First, thank you for the gift. It’s in red, my favorite color.” She loved this pashmina. She owned five at home identical to this one.
    “I read in the company handbook you are to be branded in red at all times.”
    “Red is the color for intensity—I am a deep person, Kelly.”
    “I see, Miss Brill.”
    “Red enables people to make quick decisions, a motto I live by.” She tapped her acrylics on the Horchow mirrored desktop. “It also embodies strength and power. Two traits I strive for. Understand?”
    “Yes ma’am.” Kelly made a noise. She swallowed hard—twice.
    “I’m going to make you my new executive personal assistant. You’ll get a ten percent raise and a company credit card with a wardrobe allowance.”
    “Yeah!”
    “Calm down.” Taddy had planned to promote her anyway.
    “Thank you, Miss Brill. I’m so excited. I can’t wait to tell my parents—oh boy.” She collapsed into the high-backed chair, eyes beaming.
    “We must do something about your name.”
    “My name?” She paused. “It’s Kelly—Kelly Ivy Kailyn Izatt.”
    Taddy made an extra effort not to roll her eyes. She hated to make anyone think their birth name was not unique or that they weren’t special, or above all, that they were just another Kelly. “We have three Kellys on salary—Kelly Barnes, Kel Michaels and Kelbie something-or-another.” Taddy had reached the conclusion that Kelbie pissed while standing although he dressed from the waist down in a skirt. He strutted better in high heels than Brill girls. Kelbie came from Atlanta. His paycheck Taddy signed each week was addressed to a “Kelly Brian Green”.
    “What about using my middle name?”
    “Ivy makes me itch.” She scowled.
    “What do you suggest we do then, Miss Brill?”
    “Your initials are K.I.K.I. Use those.” She was keen on having an assistant named Kiki.
    “Kiki’s different.” Her executive assistant’s face lit up. Taddy Brill’s new executive assistant, Kiki, was created.
    “So is that all, Miss Brill?” Shoulders raised, she went to stand.
    “No—”
    Kiki stayed seated. “Oh…”
    “I can’t go to St. Tropez with Lex.”
    “Was it my weather report?” She reached for the folder on Taddy’s desk.
    “I love the heat.” I love my tits. She loved showing off her tits in the heat.
    “Lex and you want to go somewhere warmer, I take it?”
    “Hotter. Much hotter.” Without notice, she glided her hands over her décolletage and tugged at her Carine Gilson bra straps. The lingerie purchase was a suggestion from Lex. While shopping in Paris, her friend urged her that if she wore the best foundation garments she’d be less intent on taking them off all the time. Nothing was better for her breasts than Carine Gilson. Regardless, the desire to go topless burned inside her.
    Her assistant coughed. “May I be personal with you for a minute, Miss Brill?” Kiki turned her face away in possible fear she’d be flashed at her boss’s