As soon as they were asleep Chris started kissing my neck. "Let's go to bed my love." He picked me up and took us to the old mattress in the attic we crowned as our "Marital bed". I had cleaned it up and covered it with old white sheets that I had washed in the tub and a quilt made from the clothes we no longer used. My Sir Christopher, make love to me. As you wish my lady.

Late at night, Chris watches his family and imagines a bright future for them, outside of the attic. ChrisxCathy Very subtle and brief mentions of sexual encounters. A series of one shots, delving deeper into what could have happened between Chris and Cathy in the attic.

"Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers a multitude of sins." - 1 Peter 4:8