The young married couple

 For the NC-17, here's another one.  For the X-rated nothing to see here.  

Tina and Sean were living in Iowa near Council Bluffs. They met in college and got their associate's degrees.  Sean was from Spiegel Grove, OH, not far from the President Hayes Museum and Library. Tina's parents were dead.  Sean, got to meet only her older brother, Peter.  He ran a large company near Moline, Illinois.  

The wedding was small; Peter gave away Tina at the wedding.  The wedding in the Church was exhilarating, and everybody "had a ball" at the reception/dance. Their first plane ride together was a honeymoon in Atlanta.  

They bought a house in Denison, Iowa.  They were so confident!  They said that the $110,000 was "chicken feed" with their respective jobs.  

Then reality set in.  She quickly was able to situate their house when they moved in November 11, 2001.  Yet, they were so busy.  

He was a sociology professor. "You spend more time in the office than you do in your bedroom, you, Asshole!" she reproached heatedly.  

"The students aren't learning!  Many times, I don't think they're even listening to me!" he cried.

"What are you going to do with that damn attic??!?

"Yes, I know about the sounds.  If we're going to do anything, we're going to do it together!!!"

"FINE! Let's go!"

He opened the door, and the ladder slid down.  He kept going, as she climbed, he held her hand.  She toggled the switch on.  They had a plan with the shoes.  He told her about the 4 pairs of cowboy boots. They quickly zoomed to the outer walls, as she caught every time, 4 cowbow boots.  He discovered the old couple before them had matching purple and white shoes.  They kept working and making their border. As they got to the middle, they got heaped toddler shoes.  

When they took off their clothes near the shoe border, they felt the euphoria of the missionary position.  Next, she got on top. They got in the rhythm; they heard the noise!!!

"RIGHT THERE!!!" SHE SHREIKED. 

When he really felt the juice, he quickly backhanded the area she was looking at.  His knuckles split open the mouse's guts right where she was looking! They crawled and kissed as they inspected every sector of the attic.  "No more mice, but we really needed to set traps!"  he observed.

Tina smiled soothingly and replied, "When they use their tails to make the mousetrap fly shut, I'll lace the swiss cheese holes with poison."  

"I'll place 23 traps, because my left fingers feel more draft there," he thoughtfully said. 

Before they went to bed, before they said they're prayers, she said, "I love the sound of March rain as it falls on the roof."