She'd beenbranded recently, on the buttock and on her neck. The brands were stillbloody but they looked like ... glyphs? Something from the Compendium... ofScepters and Stones.Body odor. Ew. She smelled like the wastebasket in Melissa's washroom.Vomit. Vodka. Feminine hygiene products.The girl glanced over to Jas and looked puzzled. Then she saw Morgana.She smiled for a moment. Then her eyes rolled up and she went limp.The earthquakes stopped.Morgana struck the ground with her staff. She said. From my vantage point I could see a towel, also blue in color, draped across the front of the chair. The woman still had her right hand down between her legs, but from where I was situated, I could not see any more.I watched for a while captivated by the sight before me. After a few moments the woman in the blue chair grabbed the towel and threw it onto the hardwood floor. I could clearly see a big, dark wet stain on it. I suddenly got so hard I thought the fabric in my jeans would burst. Jason said, "Here's where most women give up" as he pushed about three more inches in. Candace said, "Hold it right there and give me a second, I know I can do this" she said with a whimper. She waited a moment and then reached down and wrapped her arms around his ass, pulling him into her. He pushed with a grunt and low and behold his monster was all the way inside her. I wondered where it was all going! "It's pushed all the way against my cervix!" she exclaimed. "Just hold it there for. This receiver was purged and I could easily smell the pungent aroma of ammonia.Another compressor took the contents of the tank and compressed it again. The heat was taken from the compressed gas and then the gas was allowed to expand back into the tank it was drawn from. The tank was well insulated but it still got coated with ice. Ammonia was a good refrigerant and the liquid had a boiling point of -33 degrees.We had built very big because I needed literally millions of tonnes of the product.