“Pressure still rising, Mollie”
“Fuck! Her stomach was getting a day’s worth of her usual workload every passing second, filtering the cream from crop through the narrow exit. Indian xxx Then I never want to hear your voice again… “It’s like asking me to drain a dozen of tanker trunks. But here’s something that might motivate you: keep us on schedule and we won’t need you to monitor the pressure anymore.”
“No way…” It was such good news that Mollie had to stop herself from hugging the cunt delivering it. Do you have a fucking gauge for that?!”
“It’s only going to get worse the longer you wait. “See you in three months… I’m going to supervise the conversion of more coupling valves. It was a relief to feel them gone until she noticed the man was not leaving with them.
