It was a typical Saturday morning for Chris Collins.
He could hear his wife moving around in their ensuite bathroom and morning sunshine was breaking through his curtains He had some errands to run later but nothing urgent.
He yawned and stretched waiting for Mary to emerge wondering if she would be up for a morning quicky before the two of them had to leave the haven of their room and get on with the business of being responsible adults.
It wasn't until he scratched at himself under the cover that Chris realised that something had changed in the night. With a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, he threw back the sheets and saw he was now in possession of a...
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