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Hot Box Chapter 5, Holy Shit

... stones hanging from them. “Talk about a pair of nipple weights, these must weigh one or two ounces each.” The two rings had large teardrop shaped stones hanging from them in silver mountings. As Mandy wiped the dust away it quickly became evident that they were a pair of emeralds. The rings themselves looked to have a split in them with a small single pin hinge so they could be removed. Probably so the woman could take off the breast plate for sleeping. She also had several dozen bracelets on each arm as well as both ankles. And instead of rings on the fingers she wore silver finger sleeves on eight of the fingers, all of which were encrusted with various sized gem stones of different colors, leaving the thumbs free and exposed. This had to be the ruler. “Only one place left to check,” I said as I reached for the bottom hem of the skirt around her waist. Mandy trained her flashlight on the remains as I gently lifted back the material. As expected there was a large stone in the seat directly beneath where her crotch had been as well as 3 very thick silver chains around her waist. “Oh my,” Mandy said with widening eyes as the full size of the stone was finally revealed. The stone was about 5 or 6 inches long, considerably bigger than either one of the two previous stones we found with the other women. And it was a solid inch and three quarters to two inches in diameter, making it almost the same size as the silver key. As I held the skirt up Mandy reached in and picked up the ...

... dust covered stone. “It’s easily a pound or two,” Mandy said as she slowly ran her fingers up its length, pushing a hundred years of dust and decay from its surface. With the first swipe of her fingers Mandy froze in place, her eyes glued to the object in front of her. “HOLY SHIT!!” Mandy exclaimed quietly as she quickly began rubbing the stone from top to bottom in a frantic attempt to polish it all at once. “David….” she said as her motions became more and more energetic, “It’s the biggest fucking emerald I have ever heard of!” I dropped the hem of the skirt and looked at the now sparkling stone in Mandy’s hands. It appeared to be one big solid emerald crystal. It was just barely distinguishable on the sides, but the flat faces of the crystal were still notable. Both ends had been polished and smoothed into rounded ends, making insertion from either end possible. With these kinds of crystals found with the remains of the former leaders and keepers of this place, I wondered what was inside the dark looking pots that surrounded the room. As Mandy stood inspecting the big crystal I stepped over to the first row of pots. Standing close to four feet tall they were aligned side by side extending all the way around the room from the pillar at the entrance to the opposite pillar 4 rows deep with a second stack of shorter vessels on the back two rows, making a total of six rows of pots. They didn’t look extra ordinary in appearance, being a dark color and comparatively plain compared ...