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I arrived late and in the dark, cold to the bone and slightly shaky from tiredness and relief. He helped me with my luggage, a strong heave from the back of the car, one handle each, and there is a sudden rumble, an odd clattering sound, the bag shuddering against our legs as we stand together outside his house in the gently drifting snow, pealing with laughter as at least one of my vibrators proclaimed her vigorous presence in staccato bursts.