Full of curiosity, Andrew opened the stiff lid of the old jar. It was difficult to open, and still covered in dust, leaving his hands dirty. Finally, it was open. he peered into the jar and there appeared a yellowish colored ointment that had the shine of Vaseline.
A mild smell reached his nose. It smelled faintly of sweat. By no means an attractive scent, but not terrible.
He stuck his index finger into the jar, touching the surface. It was smooth, like Vaseline and had the same texture.
Andrew then dipped his finger into the ointment and grabbed a some with his finger. When he applied it, his neck felt the cool cream touch his skin.
It began to tingle and heat up, yet it still felt cool, just like any icy-hot ointment, but more intense. It *did* feel good. It really good. he was enjoying it. The pleasure lasted for a surprisingly long time, probably, in Andrew's estimation, 20 minutes, all the time he spent it on the couch moving his neck around enjoying the sensation.
After it had faded a bit Andrew got up and made decided to make something to eat... he was quite by hungry now, and it was around six....