Tom Mills looked out his window onto the perfectly manicured lawn next door. He though to himself, "that SOB Ralph Carmichael has to have the biggest and best of everything. His home will probably win "Yard of the Month" again. He has got the best house, car and yard on the damn block. Last night at the community center he was going on and on about how great his job is and how much money he makes. The man is just insufferable. I wish I could do something to knock the SOB off of his high horse."

As Tom gazed out the window Jan Carmichael, Ralph's wife, bounced out of her front door and hopped in her BMW convertible. Tom watched her sexy hips sway and her ample breasts bounce as the blond skipped to the car. "Damn Ralph, he has even got to have the best looking wife." Tom looked at the picture of his ex-wife on the table. She had left him because he was a work-a-holic. Tom knew that she had been right to get a divorce. He would spend 16 hours a day 6 days a week in his lab at Acme Pharmaceutical Company. He really couldn't blame her for leaving him. But he missed her. More accurately he missed sex. Tom thought to himself, "its been months since I have been with a woman." He sighed to himself.

Tom looked at his own dirty unkempt house and yard and thought, "well I guess I should clean up around here. It really looks bad next to Ralph's house." He decided there and then, over this weekend he would do all the little chores that he had been neglecting and get things back into shape. The next Saturday morning Tom vacuumed and cleaned his house. In the afternoon he got out all of his lawn tools from the garage and began working in the hot sun on his yard. It felt good to be outside working up a sweat. "I should do this more often", he thought, "if I had done this before, maybe my wife wouldn't have left me."

As Tom worked in the yard, Ralph and Jan Carmichael drove into their driveway. They were wearing spotless tennis outfits. Playing tennis all morning and Tom couldn't see a single perspiration stain. Not even a hair out of place on either of them. Suddenly Tom felt self conscious in his baggy and stained work pants. He had on an old tee-shirt that had several holes in it. Tom looked up from his knees where he was pulling weeds. The Carmichael's walked over towards him looking as if they just stepped out of magazine.

"Hey neighbor", Ralph exclaimed, "you finally cleaning the place up. That's great! If you need any tips just ask. Our yard was voted "yard of the month" again, isn't that the 5th time this year honey?" "No sweety-pie! this is the 6th month," the sugary Jan answered.

God, thought Tom, she's as bad as he is. But she's a lot nicer to look at. From his knees Tom had a good vantage point to look at Jan's long tanned legs. They seemed to go on forever before disappearing under her short white pleated tennis skirt. Tom thought, 30 years old and she still looks like a teenager. He watched her hips roll as the handsome upscale couple walked back to their house. A plan started to form in his mind. Tom smiled to himself as his cock stirred in his baggy pants. Maybe I can get a piece of the sweetest ass in town and at the same time give Ralph what he deserves for being such an arrogant asshole, Tom thought as he continued pulling weeds from his ugly yard.

Over the next two weeks Tom used every opportunity to go to the Carmichael's home to ask advice. He went next door mostly when he knew Ralph was not at home. This way he would ask advice of Jan. He was always very complimentary of her and her home. In fact, he praised her, her home and her advice about house and garden, so much that he though he was very transparent about ingratiating himself. But, stuck up Jan ate it up with a spoon. Tom would say things like, "Jan you have such good taste and this or that part of your home is so beautiful, can you help me. Oh! that idea is just perfect. Nobody has your understanding of plants or color coordination. If you can make my home look just a fraction as nice as yours does I would be so happy. Your home should be pictured in 'House and Garden', Jan, your so beautiful. How do you always look so nice and keep everything in you home so wonderfully, it just wears me out." Tom really laid it on thick and Jan loved every minute of it. Ralph even encouraged his wife to help their poor single neighbor who was a bit of a nerd in their eyes.

A week or so into the con-job, Tom began to bring Jan a special little gift. It was a an exotic China tea blend that Tom would brew and then chill into a wonderful tasting Iced Tea. Jan liked it, and Tom was always very solicitous when he brought her a large glass. It became a special treat, shared by the two of them, as Tom's house began to improve both on the inside and outside. Tom smiled to himself, the first part of his plan had was going nicely.

Three weeks into Tom's plan, Jan came down with a mild head-cold. When Tom went next door to ask her for some help picking out a paint color for his living room, he had his opportunity to finally get even with his neighbors. He when back home and brought her some of his special tea along with a large blue pill he had mixed several days earlier at his lab at Acme Pharmaceuticals. He entered the Carmichael home with his nicest smile and offered Jan some tea and the "special" pill that would knock the cold right out of her. If he had planned right it would knock Jan right out of her skirt and blouse.

Sitting on the couch Jan thanked Tom and he smiled as she took the tea and washed down the large pill. Tom sat watching Jan carefully. "I guess I should have told you some of the side effects of the pill, Jan", Tom stated in his best scientist tone.

"What do you mean," she replied?

"Well", he started in, "that blue pill and the tea you have been drinking over the last 3 weeks have a very unique effect on females when combined. It will take care of your cold, but it is also a very powerful aphrodisiac. In a few minutes, as your head cold clears, you are going to have an uncontrollable need for sex."

"What are you talking about? What did you do to me", Jan exclaimed, frightened?

Tom described a mixture of cold medicine, sexual stimulants, genital enhancers, gland secretion boosters and a variety of time release medicines. He purposefully made the explanation very scientific, but threw in enough common terms so that Jan clearly got the idea.

As he droned on Jan retreated further and further into the corner of the couch and clutched a throw pillow in front of her, as if trying to protect herself. "I'll call the police, I'll call my husband..."

"Stop it Jan", Tom said and looked at his watch, "it's been five minutes and its too late, besides I mixed the pill so it will leave no trace. Your head cold should already feel better, you are also becoming light headed." Tom could tell by Jan's reaction that the effects he described were occurring. "In a couple of minutes your skin will become itchy and a bit blotchy, then you will start feeling a strong desire to rub your pussy, you will feel a pressure in your groin, finally you will need--I repeat-- need to fuck. You will be like a heroin addict. If you don't get a dose of male jism inside you, you will feel like you will die."

Tom sat and continued to watch the frightened wife as she was lost in thought. "Its not so bad, Jan, your cold will be gone and at least I'm here so you won't drag the first male you see in off the street and have your way with him. I feel that we have really gotten close these last few weeks. Now we are going to get a little closer, that's all. Trust me, with the pill in you, this will be the best sex you ever experienced." Tom laughed inside, I'm gonna get even with these stuck-up Carmichaels for sure. And I'm going to enjoy every minute of it.

Tom watched Jan as red streaks appeared on her skin and began to spread up her neck. He could tell she wanted to scratch, but was trying to stop herself. "Its OK to scratch Jan, look down your blouse, I'm sure that your breasts are already getting splotchy red and I know that you itch. Soon it will be your nice blonde cunt that itches. You are a natural blonde aren't you? I'd be disappointed if your beautiful hair was a dye job."

Tom continued to talk to Jan. He could tell that she was becoming more and more fidgety. He talked dirty to her. Talking about pussys and cocks and fucking and sucking. He talked about how hot she was, using a deep and melodious voice.

She glanced down the front of her shirt and reacted with a start as she saw red splotches on her chest. She squirmed as she felt her bladder fill and become uncomfortable. Damn! she thought I just went to the bathroom 20 minutes ago.

Tom smiled, and kept talking dirty to his "so pure and so superior" neighbor. He knew that she was feeling all of what he described. His chemical mixture had worked perfectly. Now it was time for his payoff.

"OK, Jan I know you need a stiff cock. Lets get out of our clothes and take care of you," Tom said as he crossed the room and stood in front of the squirming blonde housewife. "You know you need it... You need it... you need it... The pill is making you... The pill is making you..."

Tom droned on and on as he stripped off his clothes. Once naked, Tom's substantial and very erect cock stood out proudly from his body. Tom's cock bounced and swayed in front of the tormented wife's eyes, mesmerizing her even further. He reached out and unbuttoned her blouse, unzipped her skirt, then pulled her to her feet. His spongy cock head stuck in her uncovered belly button. Jan didn't even react to the hot tip spearing her stomach. She stood unmoving as he reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. Tom dropped Jan's bra on the floor and his cock became even harder as he hefted Jan's tits in his hands. God, she was beautiful, he though, and she's mine do do with as I please. He thumbed her sweet pink nipple and they became hard to his touch. As he palmed her breasts, her nipples felt like red hot pebbles searing into his hands.

All of a sudden Jan snapped. She jumped at Tom, threw her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. Surprised Tom staggered back, and fell flat on his back on the floor. Jan was uncontrollable, sitting astride him. Her hands were raking over his chest, and she was swinging her head jerkily from side to side. At first Tom didn't know if Jan was fighting him or loving him, but it became clear very fast when Jan grabbed her own C-cup tit and literally forced it into Tom's mouth. Shortly after his meal of Jan's tit flesh. She reached down with both hands, pulled the crotch of her panties to one side and inserted his rock hard love muscle into what was the smoothest, softest pussy Tom had ever felt. As he looked down between his body and Jan's he noticed that her clasping labia were surrounded by medium brown cunt hair. Even though she's not a natural blonde its still the best piece I ever stuck my prong into, Tom mused. Looking at her tits swing and sway as she bounced energetically up and down on his hard pole, Tom though if I work this right I will be able to get this bitch to do whatever I want.

As Jan reached a huge orgasm, from rocking on Tom's fuck stick she lost control of her bladder. To her it was more evidence of the power of Tom's pill. She had a crashing orgasm that was followed by her warm urine forcing its way out and running down the hard pole still buried deep within her. Her piss pooled at the juncture of their bodies. Giving Jan feelings that she had never experienced before. While Tom was not into water sports, he knew what had happened and decided to use her incontinence to his advantage.

Trembling from her orgasm, but concerned about the cleanliness of her home Jan jumped up and exclaiming, "Oh my God!" ran into the kitchen to retrieve some paper towels. Tom stood and swaggered to a bathroom to wipe himself off. When he returned, Jan was on her hands and knees sopping up her urine from the expensive carpet in the Carmichael living room.

Tom began to talk melodiously, "Best fuck you ever had. See the power of my pill... You want it... You need it... the craving is still inside of you..."

The break from fucking had allowed Tom to regain his composure and delay his own orgasm. As Jan continued to work on her hands and knees Tom dropped behind her, finally just ripped off her sodden panties, and thrust himself into her still juicing snatch. He grabbed her hips and with the energy that Jan had shown earlier, he began fucking her hard, doggy style.

"You love to fuck... That's all you can think of... that's all that matters", continued Tom as he stroked into Jan nectar filled cunt. He reached around her and began pulling on her hanging tits as if he were milking a cow. Jan quickly had another orgasm, but wanting more, she ground her ass back against Tom.

Tom concentrated on not losing his load into his beautiful neighbor. He wanted to give her the sexual experience of her life time. He wanted her begging for more. He rolled her on her back and started fucking her in the missionary position. For the first time he looked into her eyes and saw pure lust. He stuck out his tongue, Jan lifted her head and sucked it into her mouth. Until now his neighbor had only given him a chaste peck on the cheek on one of his birthday's. Now she had her soft pink tongue shoved as far into his mouth as she could.

After screwing Jan to another orgasm, Tom stood, pulled her legs up and apart. With only the back of her head an shoulders on the carpet, Tom told Jan to grasp his member and insert it into herself. Tom standing, squatted as Jan lined up his arrow with her fur lined target. In this position her pussy lips were pulled very tight and she had more new sensations a the inventive Tom, squatted and stood repeatedly. The friction was to much for both of them and shortly after what must have been Jan's 4th orgasm Tom blasted months of pent up seed deep into Jan's very hungry love box. He dropped her to the floor and his white cum ran out of her mixing with the urine still standing in puddles on the tight weave carpet.

"Jan, the pill won't wear off for another two hours, so when Ralph gets home I want you to give him the fuck of your marriage", said Tom as he pulled on his clothes. "Don't feel bad, you couldn't help yourself, besides you really enjoyed it."

Tom knew that if Jan would attack Ralph and screw him, she would be able to deal with the guilt a lot better. Tom didn't want her feeling any regrets yet. Regrets might prevent the rest of his plan from working.

Tom had left Jan sprawled on her soiled living room carpet. Back at his house he made sure that he had a couple more big blue pills made up, and some other pharmaceuticals. He wished there really was such a thing as a nympho pill. His patience had paid off. The pill he had given Jan, the big blue pill, was a simple mixture of very strong cold medicine (to clear her cold and make her light headed), a strong diuretic (to make her kidneys squeeze fluid out of her tissue and fill her bladder uncontrollably), and a strong allergen (a substance that virtually everyone had allergic reactions to, which caused the itch and red splotches.) Nothing in the pill was mad science or even dangerous. Prolonged use of a strong diuretic could cause kidney problems, but a couple of doses wouldn't hurt Jan.

Tom had very cleverly employed the "small lie, big lie" tactic used by police and used in prisoner of war camps. You tell a small lie that person knows to be true (symptoms of the pill), to convince the person that the big lie is true (Jan is a nymphomaniac). Mrs. Jan Carmichael had bought it hook line and sinker. And what was even better thought Tom, the stuck-up, bitchy Jan had enjoyed the royal screwing that he had given her. God he thought, she had rubbed the side of his cock raw when she first mounted him with her panties still on. He made a mental note not to screw her when she was wearing panties, unless they were crotchless. Maybe he could get her to wear crotchless panties. Better yet, maybe he could get Jan to stop wearing panties altogether.

The next day Tom remained home and watched the Carmichael house. This was the tricky part, he had to get her to take another pill. Ralph went to work. Tom watched the house all morning. Jan never left. He went to his kitchen to make lunch, and to his surprise saw Jan sitting on her patio eating her lunch. She looked depressed and edgy. Her eyes looked up towards Tom's house periodically.

Tom had to move fast. He picked up his cellular phone and a pill. He slipped out of his back door and crept as close to Jan as he dared. Then Tom dialed the Carmichael phone number. He heard it ring and Jan got up from her lunch and went inside. Tom quickly ran to the patio table, crushed the blue pill into Jan's juice, and purposely left a few specks of blue under her plate.

He could hear Jan saying "Hello, Hello..." on his cellular phone he rushed back to his yard and hung up. Moments later Jan came back out to their patio and resumed eating her meal. Tom waited until almost all of the juice was gone, then he exited his bushes and walked with confidence up to Jan.

She looked at him with alarm. "You bastard, what are you doing here. I ought to call the police!"

"Now, Now Jan, lets have a little talk," stated Tom as he sat down at the table with impunity. "I'll bet you gave good ole' Ralph the fuck of his life last night, after I left, didn't you?" Jan didn't respond but looked hard at Tom. "Yea! That pill didn't wear off for a while. Anyway, that phone call you just got..." Tom waved his cell phone in her face. "you just got another dose of the blue nympho pill."

Jan eyes widened and she noticed the blue specks on the table. "Oh no!" Jan whispered.

"Let's see Jan, its been about 10 minutes. You know you are gonna need it. Lets go ahead and take your edge off." Tom stood and began removing his clothes. "Come on my little nympho slut, lets do it here in the yard. I just love your body. You really are built to fuck. Ralph really shouldn't keep you all to himself!" Tom pushed down his briefs freeing his semi-hard rod. "How about a little cock-sucking today, Jan?" He could tell that the medicine was having its effect, he could see her wrestling with her emotions. "Don't feel guilty Jan, there is nothing you can do about it. Come-on enjoy yourself. You know you want to."

Tom had the feeling that the pill was Jan's excuse. He began to think that she really was a slut and just needed the excuse to let loose. That cool, proper, straight-laced wife act was only a thin veneer covering. A covering for the wanton cock-hungry woman inside.

Tom could see that Jan surrendered herself to her true inner self. He could see it in her smoldering eyes. She stood and slowly began to unbutton her blouse. When she was finally naked, she slowly moved to the back yard grass and dropped to her hands and knees. Surprised at how easy it was, Tom walked to her head and dangled his semi-hard bone in her face.

"I've never... ah ah... taken a man... ah... ah in my, you know", stammered the kneeling Jan.

"Christ woman! You never sucked off your husband?" Tom realized that maybe Ralph didn't have it so good. His ex-wife wasn't the beauty that Jan was, but Tom had to admit that her oral skills were one of the things he missed most about her. "OK, my cock-hungry slut, I'm gonna teach you the fine art of cock- sucking. What you need to know is that all men loved to have a beautiful woman on her knees in front of them. If you are a good cock-sucker you can get fucked anytime you want and usually get a man to do most anything for you."

Tom began by telling Jan what words to use to get a man hot, she immediately practiced trash talking. The crude phrases coming from her beautiful innocent mouth had Tom hard as nails in no time. Jan noted his reaction to her filthy words. Then Tom began to slowly instruct her on how to lick, kiss, suck and swirl his cock with her mouth and tongue. She followed every instruction with gusto. In no time he was ready to explode, so he called a stop to the lesson and said, "the pill has completely kicked in by now, you must need a good fucking."

Jan looked down at herself and saw red splotches forming on her breasts and neck. Her head was becoming a little light and she could feel the pressure building in her stomach.

"YESSSSS!", she hissed, "I need it, fuck me like you did yesterday. I have never felt anything so good in my life. Your damn pill makes me so damn hot, all I can thing about is your driving you big cock into my horny cunt." Jan remembered to use some crude words, much to Tom's delite. Sweet innocent country club wife, naked on her hands and knees, sucking cock and begging to be fucked.

Tom non-challantly walked around Jan, still on all fours on the grass. As he approached her ass, he reached out and cupped her hairy mound. He could feel that her pussy was very hot and wet. Without any further prelimenaries he spread her red cunt lips with his index fingers and placed his dick head at her moist hole. Jan immediately began wiggling her perfect white ass, causing Tom's engourged cock to slip halfway up her tight cunny. Tom reached forward and roughly grabbed her dangling tits, and using them like handles, pulled her backwards until his stomach slapped her round ass globes. Jan started talking dirty again, "fuck, cunt, cock, fuck stick it up me harder, cock, suck, fuck..." She repeated the words over and over again like a chant.

Tom was amazed his little ploy had Jan completely out of control. The control that she had exercised over her libido her entire life. It was gone, Mrs. Jan Carmichael had become a mass of fuck flesh that only cared about sex. Tossing her head back and forth and even reaching back and diddling her own clit, Jan began having a series of orgasm that made her cunt milk and grasp Tom's cock in a way he had never felt. Her amazing transformation had Tom clenching his ass cheeks and shooting spurt after spurt of hot jism into his neighbor's hot box.

Tom's penis began to shrink as Jan continued to squirm and talk, "No! don't stop, I need more, fuck me more!" But Tom's shriveling cock slipped out of Jan. She looked over her sholder and asked, "what's the matter?"

"I need a few minutes to recuperate, you sex machine", stated an amazed Tom.

"That's OK, I need to piss anyway", Jan replied. To Tom's surprise Jan stood up walked to a corner of the yard, squatted and began to relieve herself.

Tom said, "what the hell are you doing?"

Jan replied, "I always wanted to do this, but never had the nerve, what the hell, I've never fucked on the grass either. Your damn pill makes me need to piss so bad, and this is where Mr. Brown's boxer comes and pisses. He ought to keep him chained up, he ruins my garden. I'll bet my fuck scent will drive that mutt wild. It will serve him right." Jan finished urinating and began walking back towards Tom. He noticed yellow rivlets running down the inside of one thigh and white strings running down the other. "Tom, I need some more, lets fuck on the grass. That pill makes me wild. I've never been like this before!"

Tom smiled to himself and thought, you were always like this, you just didn't know it. Outloud he said, "I need to recouperate and you need to clean yourself up. But don't worry, I got more of my 'one-eyed monster' for you, you fucking slut." Jan winced at the crude term, but couldn't disagree with him. They walked naked into the Carmichael house leaving their clothes on the ground. Jan went to the bathroom while Tom stood naked in "stuck up" Ralph Carmichael's kitchen. It was funny and Tom laughed out loud.

Jan padded back into the kitchen, "Tom! Where is that cock? I'm on fire, helppp meeeee!" Tom was not even close to being able to "get it up again", but still wanting to explore Jan's perfect body, took her in his arms and began stroking her back and ass. She began to moan softly into his chest. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth and began licking his nipple through his chest hair.

Tom lifted Jan up and sat her on the kitchen counter top. "I showed you how to suck cock, now I'm gonna show you how good it feels to have your pussy eaten." He spread her shapely thighs and burried his face in her crotch. Jan's brown pubic hair was plentiful, and as he wormed his tongue through the wirey mass of cunt hair, he decided to see if he could get her to dye it the same color as her head. Or maybe get her to shave it all off. Yea, thats it! He would enjoy making Ralph's wife shave her cunt for him. Tom could keep the hair as a souvenier.

Tom used the broad part of his tongue to lap at her mound. Then he pointed his tongue and ran the tip up and down her wet slit. Her clit was engourged and stuck out clearly. When Tom zeroed in on Jan's sensitive bud she went wild grabbing his hair and mashing his face into her groin.

Tom pulled away to get a breath. "God! your hot, you love sex don't you?"

Jan inserting one of her own fingers in her steaming love box dreamily replied, "I never used to, its you damn pill. I used to dream about sex all the time, but until your pill I thought I was having dirty thoughts. Now you've turned me into the bad girl my mother warned me about." She continued frigging her self with her index finger.

Tom looked around the kitchen. He needed help. There was no way his middle-aged body could keep up with a 30 year old who was in good shape. He spied a basket of vegtables on the corner of the table, and said, "I can't keep up with you, you cock crazy bitch. I'm gonna get a little help.

Jan opened her eyes when she heard him and her eyes widened even more as he pulled a cucumber from the basket. "What are you going to do", Jan asked in a quaking voice?

"Don't worry I'm just going to eat you some more. You liked me licking your fuck hole didn't you?"

"Oh yes", Jan replied, "Ralph has never done that with me. He thinks its nasty. I never knew I'd like a man kissing my ah ah cunt." She got the word out and smiled at Tom as he pushed her hand out of the way and began to suck on her red, blood engourged pussy lips.

Tom took his time and ate Jan for several minutes. Eventually he slowly brought the cucumber up between her legs. Jan had her eyes closed and didn't notice. Tom began to tease her protruding clit with his tongue and placed the cuke at the opening of her love tunnel. She didn't notice anything so Tom pushed the vegtable cock slightly into Jan. She bucked at the sensation, actually lifting her hips off the counter. As her hips came down, Tom pushed harder and the cucumber was lodged halfway in Jan. Jan grabbed Tom's head and started shrieking. She pulled Tom forward and his chin hit the green dildoe pushing it all the way into Jan. "Fuck, Shit, cock, fuck... " Jan screamed as she writhed on the counter. Tom stood back and was amazed that her could not see the cuke. He glanced around the floor to see if it had fallen. But her couldn't find it. He looked up as Jan moaned. He saw her pussy lips retract slightly as Jan had an orgasm. Just visible through her cunt hair Tom could see the broken stem of the vegtable, glistening with Jan's slick juices.

Sweet Jesus, Tom thought. That cuke was two inches in diameter and at least seven inches long. Her cunt had sucked it up whole. Definitely a cunt that should be good for a lot of fucking.

Tom watched as Jan literally seems to vibrate on the counter top. Tits flopping, cunt juicing and her pretty mouth screaming the most unbelievable obscenities. Jan began to claw at her pussy. Tom stepped forward, and thinking it was hurting her, used his two index fingers to grab the slick cuke and start to withdraw it from Jan's honey-pot. As he pulled her cunt made a suction noise.

"NO, NO, NO!!! Give it to me! I want it deeper." Tom, shocked at her plea, let go of the cuke and was amazed as Jan's hot cunt sucked it back inside of her with either of them touching the damn thing. Tom saw a wine bottle cork screw sitting next to the wine rack. He picked it up and carefully inserted the cork screw between Jan's labia. He could barely see the top of the cuke, but he was able to stick the sharp end into the soft green meat. He began to turn the cork screw and the threads caught and the screw began to sink into the vegtable. As he continued to twist the cork screw, the cuke began to spin inside of Jan. The little ridges and pointers on the thick cucumber's skin pulled, pushed and stimulated the very soft and tender tissue deep in Jan's cunt. She had rarely had a cock in her this far, now this virgin cunt territory was being stimulated unmercifully. Tom continued to spin the cork screw but now with a devilish grin he began stroking the large dildoe in and out at the same time.

Jan simply went crazy. He body became so antimated that she fell off of the counter onto the floor. Tom stepped back and watched in amazement as Jan sat up, spread her legs, grasped the corkscrew so tightly that her knuchles turned white, and frantically fucked her self with was was supposed to be dinner for her husband tonight.

Tom sat on a kitchen stool and watched Jan's show for about five minutes. She drove her ass and legs so hard, that the naked housewife scrunched from one end of the kitchen to the other and back again. She was covered in sweat from her exertions. It was a good thing that Ralph and Jan were such sticklers for cleanliness. The tile floor didn't have any dirt sticking to her.