Jane sat in the lawyer's office, her mind wandering as he droned on about the will of her late friend. She couldn't help but smirk as she thought about all the valuable antiques she was about to inherit. It wasn't that she didn't appreciate the history and craftsmanship behind each piece, but she couldn't deny the thrill she felt at the thought of owning something so valuable.
"Miss Jane," the lawyer said, bringing her back to reality. "These are the antiques your friend wanted you to have." He handed her a large box, the weight of it causing her to raise an eyebrow.
As soon as she got home, Jane tore into the box, her excitement growing as she revealed each piece. She ran her hands over them, feeling the history and the value in each one. She couldn't believe her friend had trusted her with these precious items.
But as she looked at the antiques, a mischievous glint appeared in her eye. She stripped naked, enjoying the feeling of her bare skin against the cool air. She picked up one of the antiques, a delicate vase, and sat on it with her full weight. She heard the satisfying crunch as it broke beneath her.
Jane grinned, "Well, that's one way to appreciate antiques." She continued to sit on the other pieces, enjoying the feeling of something so old and valuable being destroyed under her bare butt cheeks.
Just as she was about to sit on the last piece, she heard a knock on the door. She quickly stood up, grabbing a robe to cover herself. She opened the door to find her friend, Sarah, standing there with a shocked expression on her face.
"Jane, what are you doing? Those are valuable antiques!" Sarah stammered.
Jane laughed, "Oh, come on Sarah. They're just things. And I'm enjoying the feeling of them beneath me."
Sarah rolled her eyes, "You're such a child, Jane."
Jane stuck her tongue out at Sarah, "And you're such a party pooper."
Sarah shook her head, but couldn't help but laugh. Jane always knew how to make her laugh, even when she was destroying valuable antiques.
"Want to join me?" Jane asked, holding out a hand. "It's actually kind of fun."
Sarah hesitated, but then shrugged. She took off her shoes and sat down next to Jane.
Jane grinned, "That's the spirit. Now, let's see which piece we can break next."
Sarah raised an eyebrow, "You're really going to make me do this, aren't you?"
Jane winked, "Of course. It's more fun with a partner in crime."
Sarah couldn't help but laugh as she picked up a small figurine. "Alright, but if I break anything, you're paying for it."
Jane grinned, "Deal."
And with that, the two friends set to work, destroying valuable antiques and creating memories that would last a lifetime.
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