the unmistakable glitter of gold.

The seal of the jar broke easily, and the stopper lifted out without trouble. "Wow....", she peered into the pot and saw what looked to be a golden egg. She set the lid aside and reached in for it. "Gold. Oh wow! This is really heavy!"

Winston and Muhammad gasped a little once it was free from the jar and entered the light. The unmistakable glitter of gold, untarnished by the ages.

Elizabeth turned it over in her hands a little. It was about the size of her closed fist, and five kilos or so. It was polished smooth and worth a fortune.

"Treasure, indeed", Winston stared at the little thing. "What's that, a little stand for the egg?" As Elizabeth turned it, the group could see it wasn't entirely egg-shaped. At the fat end of it was a part that stuck out and then flared to a flat end.

"Hah! Heheheh", Elizabeth giggled madly, "it's a dilator! A bloody gold one!"

"What? For a woman's...", Winston couldn't quite find the words.

"No, no, it's for your arse silly", she held it by the base and pantomimed its insertion, giggling all the while. "Haven't you boys ever been to Hong Kong?"

Winston looked aghast, and Muhammad disgusted.