About midday Jennifer and Denise had removed most of the old varnish and sat back to review the trunk, half painted, half peeling. The day was warm and both had tee-shirts and shorts on. Denise looked a little puzzled while staring at a small piece of wood that was protruding from the left inside corner. She reached over, pushed down on the wood and it seemed to fit into a slot just below, almost like it was designed to fit there.
"Hey Jenn...look at this." Jenn moved closer and noticed what Denise was looking at; she squinted inside the old trunk smelling the old musty scent. As the piece moved into place, a hidden panel slid to the side where the trunk was thickest! They both stared in amazement as a tiny shelf appeared with a crystal clear bottle sitting neatly, slightly covered with dust.
"Wow..." Denise said aloud and reached in to pick it up. Jennifer carefully watched her movements as she picked it up and blew some of the gray dust from its surface. Denise squinted and rubbed the bottle against her shirt to help clean the exterior.
As she looked back at it, she almost laughed and said, "Oh my God Jen...you won't believe this! The paper on the side says: Sex Oil...oh wow!"
"Yeah...right!" Jen laughed and reached for the bottle to inspect or confirm this preposterous happening. "Oh my...you're right! What the...?" Jen answered while looking quizzically at her best friend. Denise, usually the bolder of the two scrutinized it further and peeled away the rubber band about the top and started to pull at the smooth glass insert. As it popped off a strange, exquisite aroma emanated into the room smelling of herbs, but different somehow.
Denise held her nose to the edge of the bottle and sniffed the aroma more closely, "Jen...oh Jen...it's so sweet and so nice...god I feel almost lightheaded and refreshed and...and..."
Jennifer had to follow suit and held Denise's hand while passing her nose over the rim. "Mmm...what is it? What kind of concoction could this be and why was it hidden inside this trunk? Damn..." She was thinking out loud.
As Denise placed the bottle onto the floor, she shook it ever so gently and a tiny droplet fell onto her hand. Her other hand quickly rubbed the strange formula into her skin and began to feel something different. She felt sexy. Alive. Vibrant. Her hand was tingling but wonderfully. Jen reached for her hand and smelled the fragrance that was lingering there.