The Honeymoon Lingerie That Outlasted My Marriage

By Mara Shapshay, Contributor

We got back to our hotel room around 9:30 p.m. and he got into bed and read some of the paper. I reached into my suitcase and grabbed the white baby doll, hid it under my shirt and excitedly ran into the bathroom.

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