“For you and Jane?”“My turn to sit in the chair,” I whispered as we swapped places with Susan now kneeling in front of me.“Show Jane how ver... good and ultra talented you are with my cock in your mouth. Make her envious, very envious.”I was watching Jane for a reaction as Susan asked, “Am I the best at sucking your cock?” as she teased both of us.I glanced at Jane for a reaction and saw she had her legs wide open masturbating herself with a vibrator, obviously very turned on watching Susan. On one hand, it promised adventure. On the other hand, I hadn’t been the one to discover it. Still, it meant that it wasn’t a dead end. The map had promised a treasure trove of riches. It had also promised a dire guardian or, at least, someone had drawn a nasty looking snake on it. In my experience, it was usually a ruse to keep people out rather than a real threat, but the possibility still excited me.“Let’s have a look,” Caspar rumbled, scrunching up his face as he peered down the square-cut. “That was a tough one,” I said as I looked at her sweat streaked face and grass-stained knees. She had played a hard game.“Thanks, Dad. I guess I’m glad Chrissy didn’t waste a trip to see it.”Chrissy was consumed with classes. She had flown back with us from the Olympics at the end of September. I had managed to take her on one date in Stanford since then and she had come out to Utah for a weekend two weeks ago. We made it a point to talk a couple of times a week. Ali always wanted a few. Therefore she always investigated, traveled, learned and sawa lot of things on first hand. When she found a new interesting story, no matter how scary or dull it mightseem to her readers, she was there. Now another interesting story came up.This new occurrence did not only interest her but the whole world. She wasnow going to a house where the inhabitants were the first ones to buy a slavefreshly from the death row market. That's what it was called now between theresidents of Texas . "Death row.