Here's Version 1 of my "condom found on top of a car" assignment/dogging story.

That was no way to treat a valuable piece of archaeological evidence.

I couldn’t believe it. I’d left the dig and was heading for my car when I was brought up short by the sight of the expedition’s prize find, a condom dating to the early 1700s and made out of a sheath of animal intestine, probably from a cow. It was lying on top of the roof of the car next to mine.

We’d been hoping to extract some DNA evidence from it. Not much likelihood of that now, it was raining. Any samples stood a good chance of being corrupted.

I sighed. I was the assistant director on a dig near Jamestown, a much smaller community called Charlottesporte. Archaeology magazine called us “Jamestown Lite.” This would make us a laughingstock.

Unless…I took two quick steps to the car, grabbed the condom, and stuffed it in my bag.