Dai had always envied his elder brother, Huw. He had envied Huw's destiny in getting a fountainhead paid job with Sir Arthur John Evans, Sir Arthur John Evans and Humphrey Davy. He had envied Huw's huge family up in the Brecon Beacons, so different from the terraced mineworker's cottage in Glynneath where Dai livedi, alone for the death five years since their male parent had died with pneumonoconiosis and their grief stricken mother had hung herself in a obsolete and boarded up chapel. almost of all Dai envied Elizabeth, Huw 's wife ; slim, acrobatic, from a loaded mob and she even enjoyed potholing. Both Dai and Huw had been keen cavers ever since an expedition organised by the topical anesthetic youthfulness club some thirteen years ago. Before Huw had got married he and Dai had gone potholing together at least once a month and even now he looked forward to the increasingly rare occasions when Huw and Elizabeth invited him to join them ; expeditions made all the more enjoyable by the opportunity to watch Elizabeth 's shapely behind wriggling through a tight spot in front of him in a unaired fitting wetsuit.

But now Huw was dead.

PC Jones had brought the news program to Dai while he was at work at the recycling sum, sitting him. down with a cup of tea in the portacabin before gently breaking the news. Even then he was a bit surprised that Huw had died in a spelunk accident, but then they had always known the risks. However as more details emerged whole incident seemed very unknown to Dai. The quietus of the family, and the police, who weren't cavers just accepted it as a sad but not unexpected accident if people will do such dangerous sports. For most of them, brought up amongst the collieries where nearly every male worked hugger-mugger and stroke did happen, though increasingly rarely in the latter old age before the colliery finally closed, it was just one of those things. Though few of the sr. men could read why anyone should go underground for fun.

Dai could not read why they should have gone caving wearing just shorts and, in Elizabeth II typeface, presumably a T-shirt. Even though it was a tender sunny day above reason it would only be 11 degrees underground and Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb was a particularly wet cave where it was necessary to dive through a very plastered horizontal one-armed bandit in a sump, lined top and bottom with jagged rocks, to introduce further than 20 metres. The fact that the Cave Rescue Team had been involved certainly implied that the fortuity had occurred in or beyond the sump. Even midst wet suits often snagged and tore when visiting cavers scrambled through the sump as, though shallow, it was quite wide so it was significant to take the correct itinerary through. But both Huw and Elizabeth I knew that picky cave system so well, being local, that they surely wouldn't have dived there, or indeed anywhere, without at least a wet suit.

He knew he would meet his Brother 's widow woman at the funeral but realised it would be insensitive to test her about the fortuity then, yet hoped she might disclose something to him to explicate Huw 's death. Though the household and everything had all been bought with his brother 's money he understood that Elizabeth II's parents, who now lived in Monaco, were very wealthy and yet, though he kept trying to suppress his distrust, the whole incident did appear very strange.

At the funeral he tried to casually approach Elizabeth several meter but she always managed to avoid him. Indeed she seemed to shun all company and people, even her own household, largely ignored her. He thought she looked very picket and her fount looked a bit thinner than he remembered. This combined with the elaborate but bulky, almost Victorian, black dress she had chosen to wear made her look one-time than her twenty six long time. At the wake after the service she seemed unfirm on her ft and then unexpectedly he found her next to him, grabbing his arm for support as she headed for a chair. `` Dai ! '' she said sapless `` I need a drunkenness, be a dear and get me another doubling gin with a dah of tonic. ``

Dai 's first idea was that she stank ! He realised that she was probably so pissed that she had shat herself, yet out of pity fetched her another deglutition. auntie Angharad then collared Dai and tearfully commiserated with him and warned him not to pack on with any more than of this silly, serious going into caves up in the sight as she did n't need to lose both her nephews. When Dai looked circle again later there was no sign of Elizabeth.

After a few workweek everyone seemed to accept forgotten about his brother 's death and yet the more Dai thought about it the less he could interpret what might really have happened. Huw had drowned, his organic structure was grazed and his shorts torn but the cause of dying was, apparently, drowning. However when he got a copy of the wide study from the coroner 's office it did cite that a small amount alcoholic drink was found in his stock, but was not considered a contributory constituent. Not a contributory factor ! Huw must hold been mad to enter Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb after drink, and surely Elizabeth must have had more sense. Dai tried to put it all behind him but the manner of his brother 's death preyed on his mind and eventually he decided to see if Elizabeth I had remained at their house in the beacon, though he thought she would almost certainly have joined her parents in Principality of Monaco as he doubted she had any closemouthed friends in South Wales … unless perhaps a relationship with a VERY close friend had tempted her to stage the `` accident '' ?

Dai had only twice ever been invited to Tyllwm Fawr but had been very impressed by the alone rambling mansion which Huw had been gradually restoring. As he approached it the windowpane looked dark and lifeless, then he realised that the shutters inside the windows had been closed so it seemed as if Elizabeth had indeed left. But then he saw her Mercedes convertible in an unresolved fronted outbuilding and as the roof was folded down he though that perhaps she was indeed still there.

Dai was about to pull a rusty strand attached to a chime on a spring above the cloggy oak door when he noticed a somewhat incongruous intercommunication system and bell push to the slope. He pressed the button and waited. He was about to try pulling the mountain chain instead when he heard Elizabeth 's quiet voice on the intercom `` Who is it. ``

On hearing that it was Dai she replied `` I was wondering when you were going to come, I thought perhaps you were going to will until it was it too late. '' There was a suspension `` Come in, just twist the handle then push hard, the nominal head threshold 's not locked. I 'm upstair, second door on the right. ``

The house seemed dark and quiet compared with his previous sojourn and then he had only been into the couch and kitchen. With all the windowpane closed and shuttered the hall and staircase smelt must musty, moistness and distinctly unpleasant. With short ignitor it was difficult to see on the upstair landing with its dark oak panelling. As instructed Dai opened what he judged to be the indorsement door on the right but the room was in darkness so he had already started closing it again when the somewhat dim brightness was switched on.

'' Dai ? '' queried a weak voice as he looked round the room in astonishment. His gaze was get-go drawn to a snooker cue rack fixed to the wall just inside the door, but instead of cues it held a selection of canes and a couple of bullwhips with their ends trailing across the storey. The rampart were a combination of oak pane and orotund full summit mirrors. There was untidy jumble of caving equipment in one corner and empty gin and wine feeding bottle littered the floor, but his attention was drawn to an inconguous heavily built orthogonal anatomy of lighter dyed oak to which was attached various branding iron closed chain, chain and cuff. And the room stank so badly he could hardly breathe.

'' I 'm over here '' came Elizabeth 's debile voice from the four poster bed to his left wing. Dai turned and stared at her propped up in bed covered by a duvet so foul that he couldn't tell what coloring material or model it might originally give been. Her face was even flimsy and paler than it had been at the funeral yet she smiled entrancingly at him so he had a momentary irresistible impulse to take her in his implements of war, then remembering why he was there felt a desire to roughly snaffle her and lash her to the shape and whip the accuracy out of her.

Instead he flatly said `` You killed him, didn't you ? ''

Even so he was shocked when she replied `` Yes, I suppose so. ``

'' What do you have in mind ? Why ? '' Dai stammered, taken by surprisal at her settle down admission.

'' Because '' she paused, looking incertain and scared `` Because he 's fucking killed me. ``

With an effort she leaned forward and threw the eiderdown aside to disclose her slender naked physical structure lying on a soppy brown stained sheet. Staring at her belly Dai stammered `` You, you're pregnant '' before moving his gaze up to the pert breasts he had long dreamed of getting a coup d'oeil of, though her breasts, hip rib and hip appeared to be slightly scarred with several healing deletion.

She reached a slender arm out towards him saying `` We were just messing about after sharing a picnic and a bottle of vino ... '' Confused Dai moved towards her and she grabbed his remaining wrist tight"Sit on me"she entreated.

'' Oh my God ! I must get you a doctor '' Dai answered trying to commit away, realising she had lost her mind.

'' Sit on my stomach ! '' she screamed pulling him onto her with surprising persuasiveness so he fell forward across her naked dead body as she lifted and spread her knees. As he fell across her his rightfield elbow landed on her swollen belly which totally collapsed beneath his exercising weight as a squelching fart came from her arse and a duncical brown bloody liquid gushed across the mainsheet between her cattle farm thighs.

Dai stared in astonishment at her now hollow belly below her bony rib John Cage. As her agonised screams gave way to crying he took her amazingly light body in his arms and lifted her away from the stinking mass and placed her gently on the early side of the bed. Then, looking down, he realised the front of his shirt and denim were now soaked in her bloody mess. Sprawled on her back Elizabeth ranch out her unnaturaly pale, slim arms and then drew her wasted but still shapely pegleg apart and, between sobs muttered `` Fuck me '' then, garish and more desperately"fuck me, before it 's too belated !"

Even though he thought he should be pitying the poor girl Dai had a unbending hard on yet could n't really think that this was Elizabeth I, whom he had secretly fantasised about so often in the past tense.

Yet he still needed to know, `` How did Huw die ? ``

'' We were just messing about '' Elizabeth I repeated. `` We 'd had a few tumblers of wine and he wanted to shag me there on the open hillside. I said someone would probably see us, there were a lot of walkers around being a hunky-dory sunny day. Huw said he did n't care. I told him to find somewhere more sequester. ``

She paused for breath `` Open that bottle for me delight, darling '' she entreated pointing to a bottle of Pinot grape Blanc on the floor. As Dai obediently opened it with the bottle screw from her bedside board she continued `` Huw suggested Gwaindynngwlyb Cave. It was a very hot day and I agreed, it would be pleasantly cool in the cave incoming and it was only 15 mo away. I was hot and hungry when we got there, Huw took off his shirt and opened another bottle of wine but I grabbed it off him and drank half of it straight from the bottle as he undid my belt ammunition and pulled down my shorts. '' She grabbed the bottle Dai had just opened and gulped from it, dribbling wine down her chin to drip onto her chest of drawers.

'' I lay down and circulate my legs for him to fuck me '' she said, spreading her stage wider as she spoke so more stinking shitty liquidness soaked into the bedsheet between them. `` He just teased me, then said he 'd have intercourse me the far English of the sink. I said he must be mad, if I tried crawling through the sump without a wet suit it would rip my tits off ! He said if I did n't at least try he would n't have it away me, and would build me take the air home in just my cropped t-shirt without my shorts or step-in. I just laughed, while he picked up a long straight stick, to help me retrieve my way he said. Oh Jesus Christ ! I need some more codeine Dai '' she interrupted.

'' You should n't mix codeine with alcoholic drink '' Dai warned her.

'' What the roll in the hay does it matter now ! '' Elizabeth II snarled as she grabbed the mailboat from him, took out four of the petite white pad and washed them down with More wine before handing the bottleful back to him `` Have a drink, you need one too. ``

She continued `` I took off my t-shirt and flight simulator and entered the water stark naked, I shrieked at the frigidity but Huw just handed me the bottle for another swig of wine. Huw took off his boots and wind cone and waded into the water next to me, mocking me, saying how delightfully warm it was and slashing at my bottom with that bloody stick he 'd picked up. ``

'' Why was he being so cruel ... '' Dai started to ask before remembering the `` toys '' with which the bedroom was decorated. As he wondered about his brother 's closed book life Dai 's cock hardened again, perhaps Elizabeth II noticed the swelling in his trousers for she tugged at his soiled shirt, motioning for him to take it.

While Dai pulled his shirt off over his caput Elizabeth continued `` I took a deep breath and dived down, feeling along the sharp liberal gemstone in the bed of the pocket billiards for the slot at the base of the wall in front. Finding it I hesitated. The ceiling of the underwater one-armed bandit has a serial publication of acuate ridges while the can comprises jagged Lucy Stone leaving a gap little more than a pick high school between them. ``

'' I do know that '' interrupted Dai.

'' Of course, I forgot '' she replied. `` I came up for air but Huw inserted the end of that marijuana cigarette into my arse, he 'd started getting into that sort of thing recently. He said it was so he could manoeuvre me, then he pushed my head back under the water towards the slot before I had taken a proper inscrutable breath. I wriggled in and tried to pull myself forward but first the Harlan Fiske Stone ridges grazed my arms and shoulder joint then my tits started snagging on the rock'n'roll below. ``

She paused to choose the now almost hollow bottleful from Dai and empty the remaining capacity down her throat. `` The dolt bastard got carried away and pushed the nonplus forward as hard as he could. I was stuck with keen fleck of sway snagged on my costa and tits but he forced that fucking stick right into me, the pain was excruciating it had gone straight in as far as it could then I felt something give way and my guts tearing near the pocket-size of my back, my entirely belly filled with pain as my lungs emptied of air and started filling with water through my mouthpiece. '' Elizabeth 's au naturel body shuddered at the memory of that moment.

'' I finally dragged myself free, the pinning rock were tearing through my flesh, and emerged to break down the surface of the H2O in the shadow of the chamber beyond. The stick must have been at least 15 in inside me ! I screamed and the screams echoed back to deafen me. I think it was only when he broke the surface of the water somewhere in the dark alongside me and heard my screams that Huw realised what equipment casualty he had done to me. I tried to ticktack him off as he held me to him then I think I briefly lost consciousness as he reached down between my legs to educe the fucking peg.

'' I felt him pulling away and panicked, I could n't believe what he 'd just done to me ! I grabbed his pegleg and clung on furiously as he dived back into the sump. We had no flannel mullein of row and I think he too must have become disorientated, because he seemed to get cleave this time. My fountainhead was back under water system but I groped up his thighs and grasped the waistband of his shorts, ripping them down with my left mitt while my right helping hand grabbed his balls '' she paused and stared into my eyes, tears streaming down her face.

'' I squeezed and clawed at his genitals, trying to transfer the crippling pain from my arse and belly to him, not caring that I couldn't breathe. He was kicking wildly at offset, hitting me in the face making me gulp in water but his kicking became less directed and Thomas More spasmodic as I became dizzy and eventually had to let go and drown to the surface again. I crawled up out of the pee and just lay there shivering, feeling warm blood trickling down my thigh. I was mindful I would soon die if I stayed there so I steeled myself to dive through the stale water again. In the pitch Negroid of the cave I was disorientated and it took me three endeavour to find the slot in the home of the Rock at the bottom of the syndicate to squirm my way back out. Luckily it seems that I chose the correct path as I didn't get too stuck, nor did I showdown Huw. '' Elizabeth paused, closing her eyes.

Dai waited patiently for her to continue `` Was he dead then ? ``

Looking down avoiding Dai 's stare she resumed `` Huw 's boots and shirt were still there, I waited. I put my jersey on but blood was still running down my wet second joint and I was scared. I was scared what would go of me, I could enjoin that the fuck joystick had done terrible damage inside me. I wanted Hugh. Even though he had done this terrible matter to me I wanted him, he would pee-pee it upright, somehow. But he didn't come out, I stared at the dark still pool at the end of the cave but he didn't semen. ``

'' Who found you ? '' asked Dai.

'' I did n't try putting my scanty and shorts back on, my fanny felt as if it was burning and descent was still running down my legs. I put my brake shoe and jersey on and carried my short pants with me out of the cave and up the Hill until I got a signal on my speech sound then I called the blast brigade. ``

'' What about the ambulance '' queried Dai.

'' I knew he must be dead, I final stage saw him underwater and he never came out. But they did ship an ambulance, waste of sentence really. The attack brigades breathing apparatus was too bulky, so the Cave Rescue lads were called out. I expect they found his body in two transactions '' she snorted.

'' But what about you ? '' Dai continued `` Who got you to hospital ? What have the doctors said ? ``

'' Do you really think I could do that to Huw, even though he's numb ? Also my family have been caused enough disgrace in the past by my minuscule sister and I could never front the shame myself anyway. I know enough biology to realise my tumid intestine must have been ripped right field open and my small intestine mangled, he did ram that stick up almost to my fucking heart you know ! I can experience it must all be infected and rotting inside me ... inside ME '' she reached for the wine bottleful then, finding it empty hurled it across the room to smash against the panelling. `` I 've not eaten anything since, apart from oral contraceptive pill, but my belly still fills with poop. There should be some more bottles under the bed, come on let 's fucking party ! And get those smutty trousers off, you 've got my shit all down the front of them. '' Dai was shocked that she was actually smiling at him. He pulled out a dusty bottle of brandy from beneath the bed which he opened then handed to her, but she passed it back to him saying `` If you get pissed you wo n't notice the flavor so much. ``

After the pair of them had three quarters emptied the bottleful between them she said `` Please, stay here until the end. It ca n't be long now, I feel so weak from starving myself and my veins must hold in more strong drink than stemma by now. ``

Dai stood up and turned away, reaching for his soiled shirt.

'' No ! You ca n't leave me, please do n't leave alone me. I 've lost Huw, I ca n't fall back you as well ! '' she pleaded swinging her wooden leg off the bed onto the floor and shakily getting to her metrical unit clinging onto the sturdy bed post for support.

Dai looked back at her pale thin contorted soundbox, the big paries mirrors allowed him to view her wretched nudity from three different angles. She reached out towards him with her left helping hand `` Fuck me, fuck me now before it 's too late '' she entreated. `` You always wanted to, I could tell the way you looked at me. I know how disgustful I am now but if you get pissed enough you wo n't deal ! ``

Hating himself, Dai dropped his trousers and gently caught her before she slid to the trading floor. After carefully laying her back on the damp, filthy bed he finished off the brandy. `` Come on, fuck me ! '' she screamed impatiently `` Hurt me, hit me, burn me ! '' she pleaded, grasping his arm tightly in her flimsy script `` Anything to make me experience something other than this continuous killing pain in the neck in my ass belly, please ... ! consider revenge on me for killing you brother, fucking do something ! '' she sobbed, tears streaming down her face.

Instincts overcame Dai 's better assessment and he climbed onto Elizabeth 's bed and knelt straddling her, his knees sinking into the glutinous soiled sheets.

'' I ... killed ... your ... buddy '' she stated, slowly and deliberately. Dai pulled back his rightfulness arm and punched his fist into her stupid smiling face. He felt her nose crack beneath his knuckles and rake spurted down over her backtalk as it opened. He felt his pelvis sink down onto her and he guided his brand hard cock into her moist cunt. She grabbed his spinal column and pulled him violently down onto her frail body, sinking her uncut fingernails into his back.

'' Bitch '' he screamed column inch from her line splattered side, as he felt the stinging pain in his back and warm blood started to filter down the slope of his chest of drawers. He viciously thrust his turncock as deep into her as he could, then almost withdrew I before thrusting oceanic abyss again with all his weighting behind his hips.

'' Yes ! '' Elizabeth screamed, spittle and blood spraying his face, making him thrust harder and faster in an effort to offend rather than pleasure her.

He came quickly, before she was anywhere near quenched `` I 'm drab '' he pleaded as he rolled of her `` I did n't mean to .... ''

'' Have another drink and try again then '' she implored, grabbing the back of his neck opening, but too weak to deplume him towards her. Dai was shocked, he was ashamed at the fury he had unleashed yet she had thought he was apologising for finishing so soon !

He reached beneath the bed and grabbed another of the nursing bottle, this time it was a feeding bottle of Chateau Margaux which he opened and gulped straight from the bottle before handing the remaining two tierce to Elizabeth.

'' More ! '' she pleaded, so he reached beneath the bed for another bottle. `` No ! '' she shouted `` Fuck me some more. '' Dai looked down at his limp penis. `` Use your finger's breadth, shove your hand in, just do me again ! '' Dai obediently inserted two, then three, fingers and, grasping her pubic bone with his thumb, started working them in and out, soon adding the fourth finger - stretching and thrusting until she came, arching her back and draft in her tummy as more reek fluid trickled from her distended anus to run back beneath her sprawled body.

The stench, the excessive intoxicant and shame made Dai finger ill and dizzy. The room seemed to twirl and Dai vomited over Elizabeth 's limp sweaty torso before collapsing alongside her.

Dai must take slept for several time of day before he awoke with his mouthpiece dry and for several s had no idea where he was or what the stink was. Elizabeth lay sprawled indecently on her back alongside him, several flies crawling over her dead body feeding on the sweat and vomitus, for a moment he thought she was numb but then saw her blackguard rising and falling slowly. He noticed that her belly was again intumesce and bloated. He was cold and he needed the toilet, as he opened the threshold onto the landing he was surprised to observe that it was now dark outside and had to try several doors before he found the privy. He relieved himself and thankfully gulped down two or three glasses of water to slake his burning thirst, his head ached and he knew he ought to get away from this house immediately without looking back.

Dai went back into the chamber, after breathing the fresher air outside the stink seemed even worse than he remembered. He pulled up a chairperson to face the bed and sat down, staring at Elizabeth 's ruined body and ashamed that he was himself responsible for her swell bloody face.

When she started to awake it was obvious to Dai that her attempt to roll on her side of meat to face him was causing her pain. He made no attempt to help her but just watched her grimace as by reaching out to the bedpost she was able to scuff herself up into a half sitting situation. He was getting a hard on - it appalled him yet he just sat and stared at the add up abasement and degradation of this once beautiful cleaning woman. Her bloated abdominal cavity revolted him, he remembered how stretched and hollow it had become as she writhed insanely earlier. Suddenly he realised she was staring it him too, more precisely she was staring at his now obscenely erect cock. It wasn't just Elizabeth who was humiliated now !

'' Get me a pen, paper and envelope from that office '' she surprisingly commanded him. He didn't move. She repeated the bidding and, puzzled he obeyed.

He asked her why she wanted them. She answered surprisingly clearly and calmly `` It ca n't be long now, it ca n't be ! As soon as I am beat get that jerry can from behind the caving gear in the corner. soak this room and everything in it then set flame to this all screwing jam ! '' She paused before continuing rather more shakily `` I 'm going to pen a note, I 've got to tell how I ca n't live without Huw, how I blame myself ... ''

After she sealed the tone she addressed it to her canvasser and handed it to Huw saying `` strike it, say you visited me yesterday and I asked you to give it to him in the issue of anything happening to me. I ca n't lay on the line it being destroyed in the fire if I leave it here ... ''

As Dai took her in his weapon system he realised his erection had vanished and that there were tears in his eyes. With a shock he realised that her attending was also focussed on his cock for her ticklish fingers had started caressing it. He pulled himself away from, confused by his own look. She pulled her script back, then clasped both hands across her swollen belly. Uncertain what she expected of him Dai wondered should he squeeze her abdomen again, should he try to rid her disrupted belly of the disgustful fluids again building up within it. He realised he wanted to tweet it or punch it, as if pushing her spinal column into condition would make everything alright again.

'' No ! '' she screamed at his trace. `` I could n't bear that again. It needs to run out ... '' she looked around the way. `` knack me up, hang me on that skeleton, that 's what Huw built it for. ``

Dai looked across the way, horrified yet feeling a slight thril at the idea.

'' mortify me ! '' she hoarsely implored him.

Without being invited this clip, Dai reached beneath the bed for another feeding bottle, it was another Brandy, which they recklessly salute from as Dai studied the frame.

'' Get me up there '' she pleaded, her eye dark yet shining beneath the sweat soaked straggly hair hanging over her face as she leaned towards him.

Elizabeth I 's wasted trunk was so light it was slow for Dai to lift her up to stand compliantly, if shakily, on the hot seat, resting her head back against the paries as he bound her wrists to iron anchor ring at the top corners, hurrying to get her secure before her pegleg crumpled beneath her.

Once secured he stepped down and carefully pulled the chair away so that her stretch arms took her entire weight but though her belly sop up in slightly as her rib batting cage was expanded upwards only a diminished trickle of reddish brown fluid ran down the inside of her thighs.

'' OK you can shell the Irish bull out of me now. Go on, you know you want to '' she gasped.

Dai tenderly placed a hand tenderly on the swelling below her ribs which so repulsed him.

'' Push it ! '' she desperately panted.

'' It will hurt, it hurt last metre '' Dai replied, placing his other deal alongside the commencement one `` Do you want some to a greater extent codeine, involve the eternal rest of the mail boat ... ''

'' Just hurry up and fucking push ! '' she screamed, the feat making her thin weaponry tense as she struggled to contract her strained rib cage so that she could acquire another hint.

Dai took a small step back then leaned forwards pushing hard with his hands. The swelling just squished out sideways so he spread his hands slightly and swung his full weight behind them. She threw her head back and uttered a strange senior high pitched scream, as she lifted and spread her articulatio genus almost hitting him in the look a second before he felt his hired man sink cryptical into her belly and a revolting sticky brown mess was squirted down the wall between her legs.

Dai sank to his knees still staring up at her with snag forming in his eyes. She was still and her eyes were closed, but then he noticed that her costa still slightly rose and fell. Getting back to his foundation he brushed away a fly as it settled on one of the glistening beads of travail no trickling down her flattened belly. She groaned and lifted her head a little, staring straight at him with dark glistening eyes.

'' I 'm sorry, I 'm so lamentable '' Dai stammered, his face reddening in shame as her gaze moved down to his tumid member. `` I ca n't avail it, what can I do ! '' he cried.

'' Fuck me. Fuck me now ! ass me operose ! '' she implored, her unnaturally wide dark eyes again staring deep into his. `` Quick, before it 's too late, do it NOW ! ``

Dai hurriedly retrieved the president again placing it in strawman of her and pushed his by now throbbing cock between her wet labia then thrust deep into her. She screamed again but thrust her pelvis violently towards him. He thrust again and again, then the intense climax cattle ranch from his groin to envelop his whole torso in a way he had never experienced before. The electrifying elation did n't flow away as common but seemed to flow up and down his physical structure while his pecker felt as though it was swelling further and might irrupt deep inside her irregularly quivering body.

Screaming, Elizabeth threw her head back then arched her body away from the wall, the pale perspiring skin stretched revealingly compressed across her over expanded ribs above her gnarly abdominal muscles. Her hips pushed Dai back off the chair so that he had to grab her bony articulatio humeri as his feet slipped off it.

Regaining his balance wheel, oblivious to the grazing to his shins from the chair, he looked back up at her. To his surprise she was still staring at him `` Oh my God, what have I done to you ? '' he hoarsely cried.

She did n't answer, as he stood back up her eyes did n't play along him, a couple of rainfly settled on her fount, one on the still dribble of origin beneath her nose, the other crawling into the face of her slightly open mouth. Outraged Dai slapped at them, her now lank fuzz fell across her typeface but she made no other movement. He stared at her motionless chest, then stepped back to sit on the tail end of the bed staring at her exquisitely displayed body. further fly sheet settled, attracted to the now drying sweat but he just watched them. For at least an minute he continued to be transfixed by the obscenely revealing carcass wall hanging by its stretched emaciated arms.

As he drove away with his last image of her etched on his nous, a her pale wracked physical structure glistening with the gasoline he had doused it in, he struggled to maintain on the narrow route. At the junction with the main road at the top of the hill he stopped and looked back. The orange glow of the sun just rising in the eastern United States appeared to be reflected by the downstairs windows of the rambling Lady Jane Grey home, but he knew that there would probably be little lead once the flaming reached the petrol soaked bedroom. Desperate to pillage off his sticky stinking dress and call for a bathing tub or shower he turned away and get on home without looking back again.

When Elizabeth 's solicitor phoned and asked Dai to come back to his government agency the day after he had, as she had instructed, handed him the sealed envelope he felt a rising sense of dread. As Mr Thomas Lanier Williams 's escritoire ushered him into his office he was relieved to see that the canvasser was, at least, alone.

'' Mr David Lewelyn Wark Griffith, do you know what was in that letter you were asked to dedicate me ? '' the soicitor asked.

'' I rather guessed as soon as I heard about the fire, she did n't seem to have got over Huw 's dying at all when I visited her. '' Dai said quietly, adding `` I do n't reckon she had left the house after the funeral. ``

'' Yes, the ardor Brigade say the fervour was certainly started deliberately, there seems to have been petrol involved. And Jones the store who had been delivering to her had apparently called the police a few twenty-four hour period earlier, concerned about her state of nous, but there was nothing they could do '' jibe Mr Williams `` But she did n't recount you what else she had written then ? ``

'' No '' replied Dai with a sinking feeling.

'' Mrs Griffiths wrote a new will on the back of the suicide banknote. It appears she has left everything to you. Of course it is unlikely that the insurance company will pay up on the house, given the circumstances, but your chum did have a lot of stocks and investments, I ca n't say exactly how often the estate will be at the moment ... ''

Dai would have liked to forfend the funeral. Particularly in view of Elizabeth 's will he dreaded meeting her home but it was unsufferable or him not to advert. He was also cognisant that it was uncertain exactly how much of the ashes and turn of bone that had been scraped together to put in the casket was actually Elizabeth.

As it seemed he was the last person to see her active he was bombarded by dubiousness. Elizabeth 's younger sister Louisa seemed to take a particularly pathological interest in the point of her sib 's death, she even wanted to visit the ruins of Tyllwm Fawr to see where she had died. Her mother kept berating herself for not attending Huw 's funeral, she was convinced that had she seen Elizabeth 's hurt she could have persuaded her to retrovert to Monaco with them instead of her remaining alone in that gloomy isolated house.

Elizabeth 's brother, Guy, rescued him from their unwanted attention and apologised for Louisa 's behaviour. He drunkenly confided that she was nada like her intelligent sensible sister, but had been something of a wild baby when untested, with eruditeness and behavioural difficulties. At the age of fifteen she had to be quietly persuaded to have an abortion and later had been referred to a head-shrinker because of her ego harming. Her parents were absolutely delighted when after expensive and hard training in etiquette and further psychiatric discourse a heir to a baronetcy had actually proposed to her ! However just over a week after her wedding to the handsome, if impoverished, aristocrat he had persuaded her parents to get hold a way to possess the wedding, which had taken office overseas, annulled ; he threatened that otherwise he would bring mission against her for assault, actual bodily harm and false internment on several social occasion during their honeymoon.

The adjacent day Dai drove Louisa out to the undone remains of Tyllwm Fawr. Standing inside the blackened stone rampart, crunching over the diminish pieces of slate, looking up at the huge bleak chimneys pointing skyward she suddenly turned to Dai saying `` Is all this really yours now ? ``

Dai nodded silently, looking down at her wan face illuminated by the moonlight.

'' I love these walls made of huge gemstone '' she said, running her hands over them, getting them covered in soot, then caressing the antediluvian Masonry so that her red t-shirt calibre dark smudges highlighting where her bosom had pressed against the sear Lucy Stone.

'' They were mostly covered in oak pane, inside '' explained Dai. `` some of it was quite beautifully made, and very old. ``

'' I think the bare stones look nicer, a bit like a palace '' said Louisa, looking round. `` You could even make a room like a dungeon, with chains fixed to the bulwark and barred windows and ... '' she enthused, biting her lower lip and staring heterosexual at Dai with intense dark glistening middle, before looking down at her soiled top. `` This needs washing before I go back to Mummy and Daddy '' she said in mock suffering. `` That cave with the syndicate in it is n't far away, I wanted to see where your brother died and I could launder it there. It will be dry before you get me back to the hotel in Swansea ''.

Dai had already decided that he never wanted to go to Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb ever again, but now he no longer cared about that closure as he furtively looked at Louisa 's tanned trunk as she leaned over the puddle washing her shirt then gaped as she brazenly stood and turned to face him with her little breasts bouncing as she shook the piss off it.

Louisa did n't recall to Principality of Monaco with her parents .