Deciding to stop the self pity, Joanna slid out of bed, standing naked on the carpet as she stretched in a vaguely feline manner. She was the image of a goddess, although she didn't realize it. Her breasts were perfectly rounded without a hint of sag. When she put her arms over her head and stretched, her breasts appeared larger than they normally did, her nipples chocolate nubs in the rounded pink of her aureole. Her legs were long, firm and supple, her pussy hair trimmed closely. Joanna had a firm and perfectly molded bubble ass, the kind men drooled over. Her long blonde hair was curly and cascading down her shoulders. Her eyes were large sky blue pools, and her mouth full and generous with perfect teeth.

The frustrated young wife walked to the bathroom to take her shower. Little did she know that today her life was going to change.

Chapter Two

Rick Harris had been working at the church for six months. He had presented himself as a transient wanting a fresh start and interested in religion.

Having been raised in a conservative Christian family, he knew the correct terminology, and he had ingratiated himself with the Sr. Pastor, Reverend

Stevens.

As a result, he had been hired as the janitor for the huge old structure. He had become quite familiar with the levels of hallways, classrooms, storage rooms, boiler room, and a number of quite remote places that no one had been to in ages. He found that the actual janitor duties took only an hour a day if he applied himself. However, he took his time most days, poking into dusty corners and behind rusty filing cabinets. He had already found various antiques which he had cleaned up and pawned, making him $12,000 richer.