Amber had never been much into the retail business. It was only a year ago that she took over her father’s pawn shop after he passed away and left it to her. He had taught her about the business and even left notes on how to handle some of the more complicated procedures. The shop had a couple of experienced managers as well and they were very helpful in keeping the shop going. It was Monday morning yet again and the start of another long work week. Amber stood in front of the mirror, fresh out of the shower and ran the comb through long brunette locks of hair. Once she looked decent enough for public, she was off to the shop. She arrived by nine o’clock and had the shop open on time at ten o’clock. For the first half hour, she stood around talking to her head manager, Matt. She had known him for years even though she rarely came to the shop. It was turning out to be just another day as customers came in with unwanted items, usually trying to get more money for them than they were worth. Late in the afternoon a customer came in while Matt was on lunch, carrying a small box. Amber made her way to the sales counter and smiled to the customer. “Hi, how are you today?” she asked in a pleasant and professional manner. “Looking to pawn or sell today?” “I’m not doing all bad,” the lady responded, “I would be much better if I could sell this.” She opened the box and Ankara escort carefully pulled out an item. It was pearl in color with gold trimming around the top and bottom, and was shaped like an egg. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like that before,” Amber said, leaning in to inspect it. In the middle of the egg-like object, between the trimmings of gold, there were markings which looked like writing of some sort. The writing wasn’t in any standard alphabet she had seen before. It looked to her more like some ancient Egyptian kind of language. She was by no means an expert on language or writing, so she could only assume it was writing at all. “May I ask what it is, and where did you acquire it?” Amber asked, turning her gaze from the egg and looking to the woman. “It was given to me as a gift. I’m not really sure what it is, other than what they told me. It is supposed to call on the spirit of fertility in order to help achieve pregnancy.” “Ah,” Amber responded, looking again to the egg. “I don’t really believe much in that stuff. But, there seems to be enough gold here to be worth a little money.” Amber examined it further for a few more minutes, calculating roughly how much gold there was. She punched some numbers into a calculator, then looked back up to the customer. “I can give you three hundred dollars. I don’t think Ankara escort bayan I will get many customers coming in looking for an egg to help them get pregnant. But I will at least be able to sell the gold if nothing else.” The lady looked at the egg for a moment before quickly nodding. “That will do,” she said with a smile. Amber processed the transaction and handed her the cash before taking the egg to the back. Matt returned a little while later and she showed him the buy. He was just as confused over the egg as she was. He took a good look at it as well, using a couple of his tools to check it out. When he finally looked up, his expression seemed to carry bad news. “Well, the gold isn’t real unfortunately. It is really well crafted, but not real.” He broke the bad news to Amber while keeping his head tilted down slightly, hating having to tell her it was fake. “Of course it is.” She sighed and shook her head. “My first big solo buy and I messed it up. Ugh. I’ll just pay the shop for it and take it home, I suppose.” “It’s okay. We all make bad deals now and then.” Just then more customers started to come up to the counter and they returned to work. At the end of the day, Amber was the last one in the shop after they had closed. She placed the money for the egg in with the day’s takes and put the egg back into the box. At Escort Ankara least it was kind of pretty, she thought to herself. She made her way home, stopping on the way to pick up some food, since she was far too tired and disappointed to cook anything tonight. Once inside, she placed the box on the table and dropped her keys beside it. She took a deep breath of relief now that she could relax for a bit. “I guess I’ll look at my expensive egg a bit more,” she muttered to herself. She opened the box and carefully reached in to pull the egg out. Her hands held it firmly as she carried it to the counter and sat it down once more. She looked at the markings some more and ran her fingers over the surface. It was cool and smooth to the touch. Her fingers moved from the smooth surface to the trimming and she ran her fingertip along it. She couldn’t believe that she had messed up on the buy so badly. As she departed from the kitchen, the trimming began to glow faintly where she had run her finger across it. Amber didn’t see it though as she was making her way to take a shower and to hopefully forget about the day. The warm water against her skin felt great. She just stood there for a bit, letting it run over her body. It seemed to wash some of the stress right off. Before long, she washed herself from head to toe, covering her pale skin in soap lather, and then rinsing off thoroughly at the end. Just outside of the tub, she towel-dried herself and used another to wrap her hair up. After drying her body, she started brushing her teeth. She spit and rinsed her mouth, then as she stood straight up again, she noticed in the mirror how hard her nipples were.