Dai had always envied his elder brother, Huw. He had envied Huw's destiny in getting a well paid job with Evans, Evans and Davies. He had envied Huw's huge mansion up in the Brecon Beacons, so unlike from the terraced miner's cottage in Glynneath where Dai livedi, alone for the lowest five years since their father had died with pneumoconiosis and their grief stricken female parent had hung herself in a disused and boarded up chapel. well-nigh of all Dai envied Elizabeth, Huw 's wife ; slim, athletic, from a wealthy phratry and she even enjoyed potholing. Both Dai and Huw had been keen cavers ever since an expedition organised by the local spring chicken lodge some thirteen eld 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 uncommon occasions when Huw and Elizabeth II invited him to join them ; expeditiousness made all the more enjoyable by the chance to watch Elizabeth II 's shapely arse wriggling through a smashed smear in front of him in a skinny fitting wetsuit.

But now Huw was dead.

PC Jones had brought the news to Dai while he was at work at the recycling centre, 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 undermine accident, but then they had always known the risks. However as more point emerged completely incident seemed very strange to Dai. The residuum of the family, and the police, who weren't cavers just accepted it as a sad but not unexpected chance event if the great unwashed will do such dangerous fun. For nigh of them, brought up amongst the collieries where nearly every male worked subway system and stroke did happen, though increasingly rarely in the latter eld before the pits finally closed, it was just one of those thing. Though few of the elderly men could read why anyone should go underground for fun.

Dai could not understand why they should have gone caving wearing just short and, in Elizabeth II slip, presumably a jersey. Even though it was a affectionate sunny day above basis it would only be 11 degrees underground and Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb was a particularly wet cave where it was necessity to dive through a very tight horizontal slot in a sump, lined top and prat with jagged rock 'n' roll, to enter foster than 20 metres. The fact that the Cave saving team had been involved certainly implied that the stroke had occurred in or beyond the cesspool. Even blockheaded wet causa often snagged and tore when visiting cavers scrambled through the cesspool as, though shoal, it was quite wide so it was important to select the correct route through. But both Huw and Elizabeth knew that particular cave organization so well, being topical anaesthetic, 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 at the funeral but realised it would be insensitive to quiz her about the accident then, yet hoped she might bring out something to him to explain Huw 's death. Though the sign of the zodiac 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 hunch, the whole incident did look very strange.

At the funeral he tried to casually approach Elizabeth several times but she always managed to nullify him. Indeed she seemed to blackball all company and mass, even her own kin, largely ignored her. He thought she looked very pale and her typeface looked a bit thinner than he remembered. This combined with the elaborate but bulky, almost tight-laced, Negroid garb she had chosen to wear made her look older than her xx six days. At the wake after the service she seemed unsteady on her feet and then unexpectedly he found her next to him, grabbing his arm for support as she headed for a professorship. `` Dai ! '' she said infirm `` I need a drink, be a dear and get me another double gin with a dash of quinine water. ``

Dai 's initiatory thinking was that she stank ! He realised that she was probably so pissed that she had shat herself, yet out of ruth fetched her another potable. aunty Angharad then collared Dai and tearfully commiserated with him and warned him not to post on with any More of this cockamamie, grave going into caves up in the mountains as she did n't want to recede both her nephews. When Dai looked round again later there was no signal of Elizabeth.

After a few week everyone seemed to induce forgotten about his chum 's demise and yet the more Dai thought about it the less he could understand what might really suffer happened. Huw had drowned, his body was grazed and his shorts torn but the cause of death was, apparently, drowning. However when he got a copy of the full reputation from the medical examiner 's situation it did honorable mention that a low amount alcohol was found in his blood, but was not considered a contributory factor. Not a contributory broker ! Huw must have been mad to participate Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb after drinking, and surely Elizabeth must have had Thomas More sense. Dai tried to put it all behind him but the manner of his buddy 's death preyed on his mind and eventually he decided to see if Elizabeth had remained at their business firm in the pharos, though he thought she would almost certainly have joined her parents in Principality of Monaco as he doubted she had any close-fitting champion in south Wales … unless perhaps a kinship with a VERY finis friend had tempted her to arrange the `` accident '' ?

Dai had only twice ever been invited to Tyllwm Fawr but had been very impressed by the solitary rambling mansion which Huw had been gradually restoring. As he approached it the windows looked dark and lifeless, then he realised that the shutters inside the windowpane had been closed so it seemed as if Elizabeth had indeed left. But then he saw her Mercedes convertible in an assailable 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 Sir Ernst Boris Chain attached to a bell on a spring above the cloggy oak door when he noticed a somewhat incongruous intercommunication system and bell button to the side. He pressed the clit and waited. He was about to try pulling the 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 forget until it was it too late. '' There was a pause `` Come in, just twist the handle then push hard, the front threshold 's not locked. I 'm upstairs, second door on the rightfulness. ``

The firm seemed dark and quiet compared with his previous visits and then he had only been into the lounge and kitchen. With all the window closed and shuttered the hall and stairway smelt must musty, dampness and distinctly unpleasant. With trivial lightsome it was hard to see on the upstairs landing with its dark oak panelling. As apprize Dai opened what he judged to be the second door on the right but the room was in darkness so he had already started closing it again when the somewhat dim spark was switched on.

'' Dai ? '' queried a sapless articulation as he looked round the way in amazement. His gaze was foremost drawn to a snooker cue single-foot fixed to the wall just inside the room access, but instead of cues it held a option of canes and a couple of bullwhips with their death trailing across the floor. The walls were a combination of oak panelling and bombastic full height mirrors. There was untidy jumble of caving equipment in one box and empty gin and vino bottles littered the floor, but his aid was drawn to an inconguous heavily built rectangular frame of lighter tinge oak to which was attached versatile smoothing iron annulus, irons and manacles. And the elbow room stank so badly he could hardly breathe.

'' I 'm over here '' came Elizabeth 's infirm voice from the four bill sticker bed to his left. Dai turned and stared at her propped up in bed covered by a continental quilt so filthy that he couldn't separate what colouration or pattern it might originally have been. Her typeface was even thinner and pallid than it had been at the funeral yet she smiled entrancingly at him so he had a fleeting compulsion to direct her in his subdivision, then remembering why he was there felt a desire to roughly take hold of her and slash her to the frame and whisk the verity 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 imply ? Why ? '' Dai stammered, taken by surprise at her calm admission.

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

With an endeavour she leaned forward and threw the continental quilt aside to reveal her slender naked body lying on a sodden 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 glimpse of, though her white meat, hip ribs and hips appeared to be slightly scarred with respective healing deletion.

She reached a slender arm out towards him saying `` We were just messing about after sharing a snap and a bottleful of wine ... '' Confused Dai moved towards her and she grabbed his impart radiocarpal joint tight"Sit on me"she entreated.

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

'' Sit on my venter ! '' she screamed pulling him onto her with surprising strength so he fell forward across her naked dead body as she lifted and spread her knees. As he fell across her his right field articulatio cubiti landed on her swollen belly which totally collapsed beneath his weight as a squelching farting came from her nates and a blockheaded John Brown bloody liquid gushed across the sheet of paper between her spreading thighs.

Dai stared in astonishment at her now excavate belly below her bony rib cage. As her agonized screams gave way to crying he took her amazingly light body in his arm and lifted her away from the stinking hatful and placed her gently on the other side of the bed. Then, looking down, he realised the front of his shirt and jeans were now soaked in her bloody heap. Sprawled on her back Elizabeth I cattle farm out her unnaturaly picket, thin out blazonry and then drew her wasted but still shapely wooden leg apart and, between sobs muttered `` fuck me '' then, meretricious and more desperately"fucking me, before it 's too recent !"

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

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

'' We were just messing about '' Elizabeth repeated. `` We 'd had a few roller of wine-colored 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 fine sunny day. Huw said he did n't care. I told him to determine somewhere more sequestered. ``

She paused for breather `` surface that bottleful for me please, darling '' she entreated pointing to a feeding bottle of Pinot grape Blanc on the base. As Dai obediently opened it with the corkscrew from her bedside table she continued `` Huw suggested Gwaindynngwlyb Cave. It was a very hot day and I agreed, it would be pleasantly nerveless in the cave entranceway and it was only 15 minutes away. I was hot and thirsty 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 bottleful as he undid my belt and pulled down my shorts. '' She grabbed the bottle Dai had just opened and gulped from it, dribbling wine-colored down her chin to drop onto her bureau.

'' I lay down and propagate my wooden leg for him to screw me '' she said, spreading her ramification wider as she spoke so more stinking shitty liquidness soaked into the bedsheet between them. `` He just teased me, then said he 'd have it away me the far side of the cesspool. I said he must be mad, if I tried crawling through the sump without a wet lawsuit it would rip my titmouse off ! He said if I did n't at least try he would n't fuck me, and would make me walk home in just my crop t-shirt without my shorts or panties. I just laughed, while he picked up a long straight stick, to help me obtain my way he said. Oh Savior ! I need some more codeine Dai '' she interrupted.

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

'' What the fuck does it matter now ! '' Elizabeth snarled as she grabbed the parcel from him, took out four of the petite white tablet and washed them down with more wine before handing the bottleful back to him `` Have a drinking, you need one too. ``

She continued `` I took off my t-shirt and trainer and entered the water stark naked, I shrieked at the stale but Huw just handed me the bottle for another draught of wine-coloured. Huw took off his kick and air-sleeve and waded into the pee following to me, mocking me, saying how delightfully warm it was and slashing at my buttocks 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 pal 's mystic life Dai 's prick hardened again, perhaps Elizabeth noticed the swelling in his trousers for she tugged at his soiled shirt, motioning for him to get rid of it.

While Dai pulled his shirt off over his head Elizabeth continued `` I took a cryptic breath and dived down, feeling along the sharp light Harlan Fiske Stone in the bed of the pool for the slot at the base of the wall in front. Finding it I hesitated. The roof of the underwater slot has a serial of abrupt ridges while the bottom comprises jagged stone leaving a gap little more than a foot high between them. ``

'' I do jazz that '' interrupted Dai.

'' Of course, I forgot '' she replied. `` I came up for air but Huw inserted the end of that stick into my arse, he 'd started getting into that sort of thing recently. He said it was so he could draw me, then he pushed my head back under the urine towards the slot before I had taken a proper deep breathing space. I wriggled in and tried to attract myself forward but first the stone ridges grazed my weaponry and shoulders then my teat started snagging on the rock'n'roll below. ``

She paused to take the now almost empty bottle from Dai and empty the remaining mental object down her throat. `` The stunned bastard got carried away and pushed the get forward as hard as he could. I was stuck with penetrative bits of John Rock snagged on my ribs and breast but he forced that fucking stick rightfield into me, the pain was excruciating it had gone straight in as far as it could then I felt something founder way and my guts tearing near the belittled of my backbone, my whole belly filled with pain as my lungs emptied of air and started filling with water through my mouth. '' Elizabeth I 's naked physical structure shuddered at the storage of that moment.

'' I finally dragged myself relinquish, the pinning rocks were tearing through my soma, and emerged to break the surface of the water system in the darkness of the chamber beyond. The stick must deliver been at least 15 inch inside me ! I screamed and the screams echoed back to deafen me. I think it was only when he broke the surface of the piss somewhere in the swarthiness alongside me and hear my screech that Huw realised what damage he had done to me. I tried to beat him off as he held me to him then I think I briefly lost consciousness as he reached down between my legs to extract 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 legs and clung on furiously as he dived back into the sump. We had no blowlamp of course and I think he too must stimulate become disorientated, because he seemed to get stuck this prison term. My point was back under water but I groped up his thighs and grasped the waistband of his shorts, ripping them down with my left helping hand while my ripe hand grabbed his balls '' she paused and stared into my eyes, tear streaming down her face.

'' I squeezed and clawed at his genitals, trying to channelize the crippling pain from my tail end and belly to him, not caring that I couldn't breathe. He was kicking wildly at first, hitting me in the boldness making me gulp in pee but his kicking became less orchestrate and more spasmodic as I became dizzy and eventually had to let go and swim to the open again. I crawled up out of the piddle and just lay there shivering, feeling warm blood trickling down my second joint. I was aware I would soon die if I stayed there so I steeled myself to dive through the dusty water again. In the tar shameful of the cave I was disorientated and it took me three attempts to find the expansion slot in the base of the rock at the keister of the pool to wriggle my way back out. Luckily it seems that I chose the set road as I didn't get too stuck, nor did I confrontation Huw. '' Elizabeth II 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 t-shirt on but blood was still running down my wet thighs and I was scared. I was scared what would get of me, I could recite that the screw spliff had done terrible damage inside me. I wanted Hugh. Even though he had done this fearsome matter to me I wanted him, he would make it better, somehow. But he didn't come out, I stared at the night still pool at the end of the cave but he didn't come. ``

'' Who found you ? '' asked Dai.

'' I did n't try putting my panties and short back on, my tooshie felt as if it was burning and blood was still running down my branch. I put my brake shoe and t-shirt on and carried my short circuit with me out of the cave and up the hill until I got a signal on my phone then I called the fire brigade. ``

'' What about the ambulance '' queried Dai.

'' I knew he must be deadened, I finish saw him underwater and he never came out. But they did send an ambulance, permissive waste of time really. The fire brigades breathing apparatus was too bulky, so the Cave deliverance laddie were called out. I expect they found his body in two bit '' she snorted.

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

'' Do you really think I could do that to Huw, even though he's dead ? Also my family have been caused enough shame in the past by my little sister and I could never face up the disgrace myself anyway. I know enough biological science to recognise my large intestine must birth been ripped powerful open and my diminished gut mangled, he did impel that stick up almost to my fucking centre you know ! I can finger it must all be infected and rotting inside me ... inside ME '' she reached for the wine-colored bottle then, finding it empty hurled it across the room to smash against the panelling. `` I 've not eaten anything since, apart from pills, but my belly still fills with shit. There should be some more nursing bottle under the bed, number on let 's fucking party ! And get those dirty pant 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 bottleful 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 remark the sense of smell so much. ``

After the couplet of them had three quarters emptied the nursing bottle between them she said `` Please, check here until the end. It ca n't be long now, I feel so watery from starving myself and my vena must contain More strong drink than rake by now. ``

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

'' No ! You ca n't leave me, please do n't will me. I 've lost Huw, I ca n't fall back you as well ! '' she pleaded swinging her branch off the bed onto the floor and shakily getting to her pes clinging onto the sturdy bed Wiley Post for living.

Dai looked back at her pale thin contorted body, the big wall mirrors allowed him to take in her pitiful nudity from three unlike Angle. She reached out towards him with her left hand `` Fuck me, fuck me now before it 's too former '' she entreated. `` You always wanted to, I could tell the way you looked at me. I know how revolting I am now but if you get pissed enough you wo n't worry ! ``

Hating himself, Dai dropped his trousers and gently caught her before she slid to the base. After carefully laying her back on the damp, filthy bed he finished off the brandy. `` cum on, get laid me ! '' she screamed impatiently `` hurt me, hit me, bite me ! '' she pleaded, grasping his arm tightly in her thin hand `` Anything to arrive at me find something former than this uninterrupted killing pain in the ass in my fucking belly, please ... ! Take revenge on me for killing you chum, fucking do something ! '' she sobbed, tears streaming down her face.

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

'' I ... killed ... your ... brother '' she stated, slowly and deliberately. Dai pulled back his right arm and punched his fist into her stupid smiling grimace. He felt her nose crack beneath his knuckle duster and blood spurted down over her mouth as it opened. He felt his pelvis sink down onto her and he guided his steel tough dick into her moist cunt. She grabbed his back and pulled him violently down onto her frail body, sinking her untrimmed fingernails into his back.

'' Bitch '' he screamed inch from her blood splattered face, as he felt the stinging pain in his binding and warm origin started to dribble down the side of meat of his chest. He viciously thrust his turncock as deep into her as he could, then almost withdrew I before thrusting deep again with all his weight behind his hips.

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

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

'' Have another drinking and try again then '' she implored, grabbing the vertebral column of his neck, but too rickety to pull him towards her. Dai was shocked, he was ashamed at the violence he had unleashed yet she had thought he was apologising for finishing so soon !

He reached beneath the bed and grabbed another of the bottle, this prison term it was a bottleful of Chateau Margaux which he opened and gulped straight from the bottle before handing the remaining two thirds to Elizabeth I.

'' More ! '' she pleaded, so he reached beneath the bed for another feeding bottle. `` No ! '' she shouted `` fuck me some more. '' Dai looked down at his limp penis. `` Use your fingers, shove your hired man in, just do me again ! '' Dai obediently inserted two, then three, finger's breadth and, grasping her pubic bone with his thumb, started working them in and out, soon adding the 4th finger's breadth - stretching and thrusting until she came, arching her back and drawing in her abdomen as more noisome fluid trickled from her dilate anus to run back beneath her sprawled body.

The mephitis, the excessive alcohol and shame made Dai palpate sick and dizzy. The room seemed to spin and Dai vomited over Elizabeth 's hobble sweaty trunk before collapsing alongside her.

Dai must have slept for several 60 minutes before he awoke with his mouth dry and for various s had no idea where he was or what the foetor was. Elizabeth lay sprawled indecently on her back alongside him, various flies crawling over her physical structure feeding on the travail and disgorgement, for a minute he thought she was beat but then saw her guy rising and falling slowly. He noticed that her belly was again egotistic and bloated. He was cold and he needed the pot, as he opened the door onto the landing he was surprised to line up that it was now dark outside and had to try respective room access before he found the bath. He relieved himself and thankfully gulped down two or three glassful of piss to slack his burning thirst, his head ached and he knew he ought to get away from this planetary house immediately without looking back.

Dai went back into the bedroom, after breathing the freshman air outside the stink seemed even bad than he remembered. He pulled up a chair to face the bed and sat down, staring at Elizabeth 's ruined body and ashamed that he was himself responsible for her swollen blinking face.

When she started to awaken it was obvious to Dai that her try to roll on her incline to confront him was causing her pain. He made no endeavor to help her but just watched her grimace as by reaching out to the bedpost she was capable to drag herself up into a half sitting position. He was getting a surd on - it appalled him yet he just sat and stared at the total humiliation and abjection of this once beautiful woman. Her bloated abdominal cavity revolted him, he remembered how stretched and hollow out 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, composition and envelope from that bureau '' she surprisingly commanded him. He didn't move. She repeated the bid 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 dead get that jerry can from behind the caving gear in the corner. soakage this room and everything in it then set blast to this wholly fucking mess ! '' She paused before continuing rather more shakily `` I 'm going to spell a annotation, I 've got to tell how I ca n't subsist without Huw, how I blame myself ... ''

After she sealed the government note she addressed it to her solicitor and handed it to Huw saying `` ask it, say you visited me yesterday and I asked you to ease up it to him in the outcome of anything happening to me. I ca n't gamble it being destroyed in the fire if I leave it here ... ''

As Dai took her in his blazon he realised his erection had vanished and that there were split in his eye. With a shock he realised that her attention was also focussed on his cock for her delicate fingers had started caressing it. He pulled himself away from, confused by his own feelings. She pulled her hand back, then clasped both hands across her swollen belly. Uncertain what she expected of him Dai wondered should he squash her abdomen again, should he try to rid her disrupted belly of the foul fluids again building up within it. He realised he wanted to hug it or punch it, as if pushing her dorsum into human body would make everything alright again.

'' No ! '' she screamed at his proffer. `` I could n't digest that again. It needs to run out ... '' she looked around the elbow room. `` bent me up, hang me on that skeletal frame, that 's what Huw built it for. ``

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

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

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

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

Elizabeth 's macerate organic structure was so igniter it was comfortable for Dai to abstract her up to remain firm compliantly, if shakily, on the death chair, resting her fountainhead back against the rampart as he bound her radiocarpal joint to iron rings at the top corners, hurrying to get her secure before her ramification crumpled beneath her.

Once secured he stepped down and carefully pulled the president away so that her stretch weapon took her full weightiness but though her belly drew in slightly as her rib cage was expanded upwards only a small dribble of ruby-red brown fluid ran down the inside of her thighs.

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

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

'' get-up-and-go it ! '' she desperately panted.

'' It will hurt, it hurt finish time '' Dai replied, placing his other script alongside the first gear one `` Do you want some more codeine, remove the eternal rest of the packet boat ... ''

'' Just hurry up and fucking push button ! '' she screamed, the effort making her slight arms tense as she struggled to contract her tense up rib cage so that she could take another breathing time.

Dai took a pocket-sized step back then leaned forwards pushing hard with his hands. The swelling just squished out sideways so he unfold his mitt slightly and swung his full weight behind them. She threw her brain back and uttered a strange gamey pitched scream, as she lifted and spread her human knee almost hitting him in the facial expression a second before he felt his handwriting sink deep into her belly and a revolting sticky brown raft was squirted down the wall between her legs.

Dai sank to his knee still staring up at her with tears forming in his eyes. She was still and her eyes were closed, but then he noticed that her rib still slightly rose and fell. Getting back to his feet he brushed away a fly as it settled on one of the glistening beads of sweat no trickling down her flatten venter. She groaned and lifted her head a short, staring straight at him with dark glistening eyes.

'' I 'm sorry, I 'm so deplorable '' Dai stammered, his fount reddening in shame as her gaze moved down to his erect fellow member. `` I ca n't help it, what can I do ! '' he cried.

'' nookie me. Fuck me now ! ass me knockout ! '' she implored, her unnaturally wide dark optic again staring deep into his. `` Quick, before it 's too belatedly, do it NOW ! ``

Dai hurriedly retrieved the chairperson again placing it in forepart of her and pushed his by now throbbing dick between her wet labia then driving force deep into her. She screamed again but thrust her pelvic arch violently towards him. He thrust again and again, then the vivid orgasm spread from his groin to envelop his whole trunk in a way he had never experienced before. The electrifying high spirits did n't flow away as common but seemed to flow up and down his physical structure while his cock felt as though it was swelling further and might explode deep inside her irregularly quivering body.

Screaming, Elizabeth I threw her headland back then arched her organic structure away from the wall, the picket perspiring skin stretched revealingly tight across her over expanded ribs above her knotted ab sinew. Her pelvic arch pushed Dai back off the electric chair so that he had to grab her bony shoulders as his foundation slipped off it.

Regaining his balance, oblivious to the graze 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 respond, as he stood back up her oculus did n't follow him, a couple of flies settled on her boldness, one on the still trickle of bloodline beneath her olfactory organ, the other crawling into the side of her slightly open mouth. Outraged Dai slapped at them, her now lank whisker fell across her face but she made no former movement. He stared at her motionless chest of drawers, then stepped back to sit on the bottom of the bed staring at her exquisitely displayed body. Further fly sheet settled, attracted to the now drying swither but he just watched them. For at least an hr he continued to be transfixed by the obscenely revealing carcass dangling by its stretched emaciated arms.

As he drove away with his last image of her etched on his mind, a her picket wracked body glistening with the petrol he had doused it in, he struggled to keep on the pin down road. At the adjunction with the main route at the top of the hill he stopped and looked back. The orange freshness of the sun just rising in the east appeared to be reflected by the downstairs Windows of the rambling grey house, but he knew that there would probably be little left once the fire reached the gasoline soaked bedroom. Desperate to strip off his embarrassing stinking clothes and consume a bath or shower he turned away and beat back on place without looking back again.

When Elizabeth I 's canvasser phoned and asked Dai to come back to his office the day after he had, as she had instructed, handed him the sealed gasbag he felt a rising sense of dread. As Mr Bernard Arthur Owen Williams 's secretary ushered him into his office he was relieved to see that the solicitor was, at least, alone.

'' Mr Griffiths, do you know what was in that missive you were asked to hold me ? '' the soicitor asked.

'' I rather guessed as soon as I heard about the flame, 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 think she had left the house after the funeral. ``

'' Yes, the fire Brigade say the fire was certainly started deliberately, there seems to have been petrol involved. And Casey Jones the Shop who had been delivering to her had apparently called the Police a few daytime earlier, interest about her land of mind, but there was zero they could do '' fit Mr Hank 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 rear of the suicide note. It appears she has left everything to you. Of track it is unbelievable that the indemnity companionship will pay up on the house, given the circumstances, but your brother did bear a lot of bloodline and investment funds, I ca n't say exactly how lots the estate of the realm will be at the moment ... ''

Dai would have liked to avoid the funeral. Particularly in view of Elizabeth 's will he dreaded meeting her home but it was impossible or him not to take care. He was also aware that it was unsettled exactly how much of the ashes and bits of osseous tissue that had been scraped together to put in the casket was actually Elizabeth I.

As it seemed he was the endure person to see her alert he was bombarded by interrogative sentence. Elizabeth 's youthful Sister Louisa seemed to film a particularly morbid interest in the particular of her sib 's dying, she even wanted to visit the ruins of Tyllwm Fawr to see where she had died. Her female parent kept berating herself for not attending Huw 's funeral, she was convinced that had she seen Elizabeth 's suffering she could take in persuaded her to return to Principality of Monaco with them instead of her remaining alone in that down in the mouth set apart house.

Elizabeth 's crony, Guy, rescued him from their unwanted attention and apologised for Louisa 's demeanor. He drunkenly confided that she was zilch like her intelligent sensitive sister, but had been something of a wild nestling when young, with learning and behavioral trouble. At the age of fifteen she had to be quietly persuaded to have an miscarriage and later had been referred to a shrink because of her ego harming. Her parents were absolutely delighted when after expensive and difficult preparation in etiquette and further psychiatrical treatment a inheritor to a barony had actually proposed to her ! However just over a week after her wedding party to the handsome, if impoverished, aristocrat he had persuaded her parents to happen a way to have the wedding, which had taken situation overseas, annulled ; he threatened that otherwise he would bring heraldic bearing against her for ravishment, actual bodily harm and false imprisonment on several juncture during their honeymoon.

The future day Dai drove Louisa out to the finished remains of Tyllwm Fawr. Standing inside the char Harlan Stone walls, crunching over the go down objet d'art of slating, 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 pale typeface illuminated by the moonlight.

'' I love these bulwark made of huge stones '' she said, running her hands over them, getting them covered in smut, then caressing the ancient masonry so that her red T-shirt bore nighttime smudges highlighting where her tit had pressed against the char Harlan Fisk 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 I. F. Stone look nicer, a bit like a castling '' said Louisa, looking turn. `` You could even reach a room like a donjon, with Chain fixed to the walls and barred window and ... '' she enthused, biting her lower lip and staring straight person at Dai with acute wickedness glistening eyes, before looking down at her soiled top. `` This needs washing before I go back to Mummy and Daddy '' she said in mock distress. `` That cave with the pool in it is n't far away, I wanted to see where your blood brother died and I could wash 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 resolution as he furtively looked at Louisa 's tanned torso as she leaned over the pool washing her shirt then gaped as she brazenly stood and turned to face him with her little titty bouncing as she shook the water off it.

Louisa did n't return to Monaco with her parents .