Time in New England Part Three
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This is the third in a fantasy series that began with Time in New England Parts one and two and inspired during chats with WholelottaRosie
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Because Salem is only a forty minute drive from Boston and there’s much more to see here, we commuted up to that tiny village on the coast. Along the way I gave in to a whim and stopped in a sex shop in Lynn. Rosalind rolled her eyes but giggled like a schoolgirl as we entered the store and shopped around their products and videos. We shared many laughs over the assortment of vibrators and dildos, a couple of which liked more like fire hose nozzles rather than something that would go inside a woman. One in particular was ridiculously outsized. “He must have been quite a burden!” Rosalind said brightly, suppressing her giggle.
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