Dai had always envied his elder brother, Huw. He had envied Huw's luck in getting a well paid job with Herbert McLean Evans, Evans and Davies. He had envied Huw's huge household up in the Brecon radio beacon, so different from the terrasse miner's cottage in Glynneath where Dai livedi, alone for the hold up five years since their father had died with pneumoconiosis and their heartache stricken female parent had hung herself in a disused and boarded up chapel service. well-nigh of all Dai envied Elizabeth, Huw 's wife ; slim, athletic, from a affluent family and she even enjoyed potholing. Both Dai and Huw had been keen cavers ever since an expedition organised by the local youth club 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 rare occasion when Huw and Elizabeth II invited him to join them ; pleasure trip made all the more enjoyable by the opportunity to watch Elizabeth 's shapely arse wriggling through a tight spot in nominal head of him in a close fitting wetsuit.

But now Huw was dead.

PC Bobby 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 tidings. Even then he was a bit surprised that Huw had died in a undermine accident, but then they had always known the jeopardy. However as More details emerged whole incident seemed very strange to Dai. The rest of the syndicate, and the constabulary, who weren't cavers just accepted it as a sad but not unexpected stroke if mass will do such dangerous sportsman. For nigh of them, brought up amongst the colliery where nearly every male worked underground and fortuity did happen, though increasingly rarely in the latter years before the orchestra pit finally closed, it was just one of those matter. Though few of the older men could understand why anyone should go underground for fun.

Dai could not understand why they should have gone caving wearing just shorts and, in Elizabeth case, presumably a jersey. Even though it was a quick sunny day above land it would only be 11 arcdegree belowground and Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb was a particularly wet cave where it was requirement to dive through a very tight horizontal slot in a sump, lined top and hindquarters with jagged rocks, to enter further than 20 time. The fact that the Cave rescue Team had been involved certainly implied that the accident had occurred in or beyond the sink. Even thick wet suits often snagged and tore when visiting cavers scrambled through the cesspool as, though shallow, it was quite full so it was authoritative to take the correct itinerary through. But both Huw and Elizabeth knew that fussy cave system so well, being topical anesthetic, 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 fortuity then, yet hoped she might reveal something to him to excuse Huw 's death. Though the house and everything had all been bought with his brother 's money he understood that Elizabeth I's parents, who now lived in Monaco, were very loaded and yet, though he kept trying to suppress his suspicions, the totally incident did seem very strange.

At the funeral he tried to casually set about Elizabeth I several clip but she always managed to ward off him. Indeed she seemed to ostracize all company and people, even her own family, largely ignored her. He thought she looked very pale and her face 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 elder than her twenty six class. At the wake after the overhaul she seemed unsteady on her ft and then unexpectedly he found her next to him, grabbing his arm for livelihood as she headed for a chair. `` Dai ! '' she said weak `` I need a drink, be a dear and get me another two-fold gin with a dash of tonic. ``

Dai 's world-class sentiment was that she stank ! He realised that she was probably so pissed that she had shat herself, yet out of pity fetched her another drink. aunt Angharad then collared Dai and tearfully commiserated with him and warned him not to comport on with any more than of this silly, dangerous going into caves up in the mountain as she did n't desire to recede both her nephews. When Dai looked one shot again later there was no planetary house of Elizabeth.

After a few weeks everyone seemed to cause forgotten about his Brother 's demise and yet the more Dai thought about it the less he could sympathise what might really have happened. Huw had drowned, his eubstance was grazed and his short circuit torn but the case of destruction was, apparently, drowning. However when he got a transcript of the full report from the medical examiner 's office it did mention that a belittled measure alcohol was found in his blood, but was not considered a contributory factor. Not a contributive factor ! Huw must have been mad to get in Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb after drinking, and surely Elizabeth must make had more sentiency. Dai tried to put it all behind him but the mode of his brother 's Death preyed on his mind and eventually he decided to see if Elizabeth had remained at their house in the Beacons, though he thought she would almost certainly have joined her parents in Monaco as he doubted she had any close friends in Dixie wheal … unless perhaps a relationship with a VERY close supporter had tempted her to arrange the `` fortuity '' ?

Dai had only twice ever been invited to Tyllwm Fawr but had been very print by the lone rambling residence which Huw had been gradually restoring. As he approached it the windowpane looked sinister 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 security 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 get out a rusty chain attached to a Alexander Bell on a spring above the heavy oak door when he noticed a somewhat incongruous intercom and bell push to the side. He pressed the push button 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 leave until it was it too late. '' There was a pause `` seminal fluid in, just twist the handle then push hard, the front door 's not locked. I 'm up the stairs, second door on the rightfulness. ``

The mansion seemed dark and quiet compared with his previous visit 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, damp and distinctly unpleasant. With lilliputian illume it was unmanageable to see on the upstairs landing with its glowering oak panelling. As instructed Dai opened what he judged to be the second threshold on the right field but the room was in duskiness so he had already started closing it again when the somewhat dim Light Within was switched on.

'' Dai ? '' queried a decrepit voice as he looked round the elbow room in astonishment. His gaze was commencement drawn to a snooker cue rack fixed to the wall just inside the door, but instead of cues it held a survival of the fittest of canes and a duo of bullwhips with their ends trailing across the floor. The rampart were a combination of oak panelling and bombastic wax height mirrors. There was untidy hodgepodge of caving equipment in one street corner and empty gin and wine-colored feeding bottle littered the floor, but his attending was drawn to an inconguous heavily built rectangular frame of lighter coloured oak to which was attached diverse iron halo, chains and manacles. And the room stank so badly he could hardly breathe.

'' I 'm over here '' came Elizabeth 's unaccented phonation 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 cruddy that he couldn't tell what colour or pattern it might originally have been. Her face was even thinner and paler than it had been at the funeral yet she smiled entrancingly at him so he had a fugitive compulsion to pack her in his coat of arms, then remembering why he was there felt a desire to roughly grab her and lash her to the frame and flog the truth 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 signify ? Why ? '' Dai stammered, taken by surprise at her tranquillize admission.

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

With an try she leaned forward and threw the duvet aside to give away her slender naked body lying on a sodden Brown University stained weather sheet. Staring at her belly Dai stammered `` You, you're significant '' before moving his regard up to the pert breasts he had long dreamed of getting a glance of, though her white meat, hip ribs and hips appeared to be slightly scarred with various healing cuts.

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

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

'' Sit on my belly ! '' she screamed pulling him onto her with surprising specialty so he fell forward across her raw soundbox as she lifted and spread her stifle. As he fell across her his right articulatio cubiti landed on her swollen belly which totally collapsed beneath his exercising weight as a squelching fart came from her arse and a thickly brown bloody liquid gushed across the sheets between her scatter thighs.

Dai stared in astonishment at her now dig belly below her bony rib Cage. As her agonise screams gave way to crying he took her amazingly light organic structure in his arm and lifted her away from the stinking lot and placed her gently on the other side of the bed. Then, looking down, he realised the front end of his shirt and jeans were now soaked in her bloody muckle. Sprawled on her back Elizabeth spread out her unnaturaly pale, tenuous coat of arms and then drew her wasted but still shapely pegleg apart and, between asshole muttered `` fucking me '' then, gaudy and more desperately"screwing me, before it 's too late !"

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

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

'' We were just messing about '' Elizabeth II repeated. `` We 'd had a few tumblers of wine and he wanted to shag me there on the open hillside. I said person would probably see us, there were a lot of Zimmer frame around being a fine sunny day. Huw said he did n't give care. I told him to happen somewhere more secluded. ``

She paused for breath `` Open that bottle for me please, darling '' she entreated pointing to a bottleful of Pinot Blanc on the floor. 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 poise in the cave ingress and it was only fifteen second 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 one-half of it straight from the nursing bottle as he undid my belted ammunition and pulled down my short pants. '' She grabbed the bottle Dai had just opened and gulped from it, dribbling wine-colored down her chin to dribble onto her chest.

'' I lay down and spread my leg for him to screw me '' she said, spreading her legs wider as she spoke so more smelly shitty liquid soaked into the bedsheet between them. `` He just teased me, then said he 'd screw me the far side of the sump. 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 fuck me, and would make me walk home in just my pasture T-shirt without my shorts or step-in. I just laughed, while he picked up a foresightful straight stick, to aid me find my way he said. Oh Christ ! I need some more codeine Dai '' she interrupted.

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

'' What the fuck does it matter now ! '' Elizabeth snarled as she grabbed the mail boat from him, took out four of the midget white tablets and washed them down with Sir Thomas More wine before handing the bottle back to him `` Have a drink, you need one too. ``

She continued `` I took off my t-shirt and trainer and entered the water system stark naked, I shrieked at the cold but Huw just handed me the bottle for another swig of wine. Huw took off his charge and socks and waded into the water next to me, mocking me, saying how delightfully warm it was and slashing at my hindquarters with that bloody stick he 'd pick up. ``

'' Why was he being so cruel ... '' Dai started to ask before remembering the `` toy dog '' with which the bedroom was decorated. As he wondered about his pal 's mystic lifetime Dai 's tool hardened again, perhaps Elizabeth I noticed the swelling in his trouser for she tugged at his dirty shirt, motioning for him to polish off it.

While Dai pulled his shirt off over his school principal Elizabeth continued `` I took a deep breathing space and dived down, feeling along the crisp unloose stones in the bed of the pool for the slot at the nucleotide of the rampart in front line. Finding it I hesitated. The cap of the underwater one-armed bandit has a series of penetrative ridges while the bottom comprises jagged stone leaving a gap little more than a foot high between them. ``

'' I do cognise that '' interrupted Dai.

'' Of course, I forgot '' she replied. `` I came up for air but Huw inserted the end of that control stick into my rump, he 'd started getting into that sorting of thing recently. He said it was so he could guide me, then he pushed my head back under the water towards the time slot before I had taken a proper deep breath. I wriggled in and tried to pull myself forward but first the stone ridges grazed my munition and shoulders then my tits started snagging on the rock-and-roll below. ``

She paused to take the now almost hollow feeding bottle from Dai and empty the remaining capacity down her throat. `` The stupid person bastard got carried away and pushed the perplex forward as hard as he could. I was stuck with sharp bits of Rock snagged on my ribs and mamilla but he forced that fucking stick rightfield into me, the annoyance was excruciating it had gone straight in as far as it could then I felt something give way and my moxie tearing near the small of my back, my whole belly filled with pain as my lungs emptied of air and started filling with water through my mouth. '' Elizabeth 's naked body shuddered at the memory of that moment.

'' I finally dragged myself free, the pinning rock-and-roll were tearing through my flesh, and emerged to bust the surface of the water in the darkness of the chamber beyond. The joystick must give birth been at least 15 column 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 pee somewhere in the shadow alongside me and heard my screams that Huw realised what hurt he had done to me. I tried to baffle him off as he held me to him then I think I briefly lost consciousness as he reached down between my pegleg to extract the fucking joystick.

'' 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 torch of row and I think he too must have become disorientated, because he seemed to get stick by this sentence. My head was back under water but I groped up his thighs and grasped the girdle of his shorts, ripping them down with my left hand while my mightily handwriting grabbed his orchis '' she paused and stared into my eyes, split streaming down her face.

'' I squeezed and clawed at his genitals, trying to change the crippling pain from my arse and belly to him, not caring that I couldn't breathe. He was kicking wildly at first, hitting me in the face making me gulp in pee but his kick became less directed and Thomas More spasmodic as I became dizzy and eventually had to let go and swim to the control surface again. I crawled up out of the water and just lay there shivering, feeling quick blood trickling down my thighs. I was aware I would soon die if I stayed there so I steeled myself to plunk through the cold-blooded H2O again. In the rake fateful of the cave I was disorientated and it took me three effort to find the time slot in the nucleotide of the John Rock at the fundament of the pool to wriggle my way back out. Luckily it seems that I chose the set road as I didn't get too stay put, nor did I meeting Huw. '' Elizabeth paused, closing her eyes.

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

Looking down avoiding Dai 's stare she resumed `` Huw 's kicking and shirt were still there, I waited. I put my t-shirt on but blood was still running down my wet thigh and I was scared. I was scared what would become of me, I could say that the fucking stick had done painful damage inside me. I wanted Hugh. Even though he had done this fearful thing to me I wanted him, he would make it better, somehow. But he didn't come out, I stared at the dark 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 arse felt as if it was burning and line of descent was still running down my legs. I put my skid and T-shirt on and carried my short circuit with me out of the cave and up the mound until I got a signaling on my phone then I called the fire brigade. ``

'' What about the ambulance '' queried Dai.

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

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

'' Do you really think I could do that to Huw, even though he's dead ? Also my family have been caused enough disgrace in the past times by my little sister and I could never face the shame myself anyway. I know enough biology to recognise my declamatory intestine must possess been ripped right field open and my humble intestine mangled, he did drive that peg up almost to my fucking core you know ! I can feel it must all be infected and rotting inside me ... inside ME '' she reached for the wine-coloured bottle then, finding it abandon 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 crap. There should be some more feeding bottle under the bed, come on let 's fucking party ! And get those filthy pant off, you 've got my horseshit all down the figurehead of them. '' Dai was shocked that she was actually smiling at him. He pulled out a stale 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 discover the olfaction so much. ``

After the pair of them had three quartern emptied the bottle 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 moderate more hard drink than lineage by now. ``

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

'' No ! You ca n't impart me, delight do n't give me. I 've lost Huw, I ca n't lose you as well ! '' she pleaded swinging her legs off the bed onto the trading floor and shakily getting to her feet clinging onto the tough bed post for bread and butter.

Dai looked back at her pale thin contorted body, the big rampart mirrors allowed him to view her pathetic nudity from three different slant. She reached out towards him with her left manus `` nookie me, fuck me now before it 's too previous '' 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 care ! ``

Hating himself, Dai dropped his pant and gently caught her before she slid to the floor. After carefully laying her back on the damp, filthy bed he finished off the brandy. `` ejaculate on, bang me ! '' she screamed impatiently `` injury me, hit me, seize with teeth me ! '' she pleaded, grasping his arm tightly in her tenuous hired hand `` Anything to make water me feel something other than this continuous killing pain in my shag belly, please ... ! Take revenge on me for killing you blood brother, fucking do something ! '' she sobbed, tears streaming down her face.

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

'' I ... killed ... your ... pal '' she stated, slowly and deliberately. Dai pulled back his right hand arm and punched his fist into her stupid smiling face. He felt her nuzzle crack beneath his knuckle duster and blood spurted down over her lip as it opened. He felt his pelvis sink down onto her and he guided his sword 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.

'' beef '' he screamed inches from her blood splattered face, as he felt the stinging pain in his dorsum and warm blood started to trickle down the incline of his chest. He viciously thrust his cock as trench into her as he could, then almost withdrew I before thrusting late again with all his free weight behind his hips.

'' Yes ! '' Elizabeth screamed, saliva and parentage spraying his face, making him jabbing harder and faster in an effort to hurt rather than pleasure her.

He came quickly, before she was anywhere near gratify `` I 'm good-for-nothing '' he pleaded as he rolled of her `` I did n't mean to .... ''

'' Have another drink and try again then '' she implored, grabbing the spine of his neck, but too weak to deplumate 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 bottles, this time it was a bottle 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 `` shag me some more. '' Dai looked down at his limp phallus. `` Use your fingers, shove your handwriting in, just do me again ! '' Dai obediently inserted two, then three, fingers and, grasping her pubic pearl with his thumb, started working them in and out, soon adding the one-quarter finger - stretching and thrust until she came, arching her back and drawing in her stomach as more stinking fluid trickled from her distended anus to run back beneath her sprawl consistency.

The stench, the excessive alcohol and disgrace made Dai sense mad and dizzy. The room seemed to gyrate and Dai vomited over Elizabeth II 's limp sweaty trunk before collapsing alongside her.

Dai must feature slept for various hours before he awoke with his mouth dry and for respective seconds had no estimation where he was or what the stench was. Elizabeth lay sprawled indecently on her back alongside him, respective flies crawling over her body feeding on the sweat and vomit, for a here and now he thought she was dead but then saw her ribs rising and falling slowly. He noticed that her belly was again swollen and bloated. He was cold and he needed the crapper, as he opened the threshold onto the landing he was surprised to find that it was now dark outside and had to try several threshold before he found the bathroom. He relieved himself and thankfully gulped down two or three glasses of piddle to allay his burning hunger, his head ached and he knew he ought to get away from this menage immediately without looking back.

Dai went back into the bedroom, after breathing the fresher air outside the fetor seemed even unsound than he remembered. He pulled up a chair to front the bed and sat down, staring at Elizabeth II 's ruined body and ashamed that he was himself creditworthy for her swollen flaming facial expression.

When she started to awake it was obvious to Dai that her attempt to wheel on her English to face him was causing her pain. He made no endeavor to serve her but just watched her face as by reaching out to the bedpost she was able to drag herself up into a half sitting position. He was getting a voiceless on - it appalled him yet he just sat and stared at the total humiliation and debasement of this once beautiful woman. Her bloated abdominal cavity revolted him, he remembered how stretched and dig 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, report and envelope from that chest of drawers '' 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 Hun can from behind the caving gear in the turning point. soakage this room and everything in it then set fire to this whole fucking muddle ! '' She paused before continuing rather more shakily `` I 'm going to spell a preeminence, I 've got to differentiate how I ca n't inhabit without Huw, how I blame myself ... ''

After she sealed the preeminence she addressed it to her solicitor and handed it to Huw saying `` postulate it, say you visited me yesterday and I asked you to give it to him in the event 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 arms he realised his erecting had vanished and that there were tears in his eyes. With a impact he realised that her attention was also focussed on his putz for her delicate fingerbreadth had started caressing it. He pulled himself away from, confused by his own impression. 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 venter again, should he try to rid her disrupted belly of the foul fluids again building up within it. He realised he wanted to hale it or plug it, as if pushing her backbone into shape would produce everything alright again.

'' No ! '' she screamed at his suggestion. `` I could n't stand that again. It needs to run out ... '' she looked around the room. `` knack me up, hang me on that physical body, that 's what Huw built it for. ``

Dai looked across the room, horrified yet feeling a slim 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 drank from as Dai studied the frame.

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

Elizabeth 's wasted body was so light it was leisurely for Dai to come up her up to stand compliantly, if shakily, on the chair, resting her head back against the bulwark as he bound her carpus to iron rings at the top quoin, hurrying to get her secure before her ramification crumpled beneath her.

Once secured he stepped down and carefully pulled the professorship away so that her extend arms took her entire free weight but though her belly draw and quarter in slightly as her rib cage was expanded upwards only a pocket-size trickle of reddish Brown University fluid ran down the inside of her thighs.

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

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

'' energy it ! '' she desperately panted.

'' It will hurt, it hurt lowest time '' Dai replied, placing his early hand alongside the first one `` Do you need some More codeine, fill the rest of the packet ... ''

'' Just festinate up and fucking push ! '' she screamed, the effort making her thin weaponry tense as she struggled to declaration her strained rib cage so that she could take another breath.

Dai took a small-scale step back then leaned forwards pushing hard with his workforce. The swelling just squished out sideways so he spread his hands slightly and swung his full free weight behind them. She threw her head back and uttered a unknown high pitched screeching, as she lifted and spread her knees almost hitting him in the grimace a second before he felt his hands sink deep into her belly and a revolting gluey brown sight was squirted down the bulwark between her legs.

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

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

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

Dai hurriedly retrieved the chair again placing it in front of her and pushed his by now throbbing cock between her wet labia then shove deep into her. She screamed again but thrust her hip violently towards him. He thrust again and again, then the intense orgasm bed covering from his groin to envelop his whole body 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 soundbox while his stopcock felt as though it was swelling far and might explode mysterious inside her irregularly quivering body.

Screaming, Elizabeth threw her oral sex back then arched her body away from the rampart, the picket perspiring tegument stretched revealingly blind drunk across her over expanded ribs above her knotted abdominal musculus. Her articulatio coxae pushed Dai back off the death chair so that he had to take hold of her bony berm as his human foot slipped off it.

Regaining his balance, oblivious to the grazing to his shinbone from the electric 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 reply, as he stood back up her eyes did n't observe him, a duo of fly front settled on her face, one on the still trickle of ancestry beneath her nozzle, the early crawling into the face of her slightly open mouth. Outraged Dai slapped at them, her now lank hair fell across her fount but she made no early movement. He stared at her motionless chest, then stepped back to sit on the merchant ship of the bed staring at her exquisitely displayed trunk. advance flies settled, attracted to the now drying sweat but he just watched them. For at least an hour he continued to be transfixed by the obscenely revealing carcass hanging by its stretched emaciated arms.

As he drove away with his end epitome of her etched on his mind, a her pale wracked body glistening with the gas he had doused it in, he struggled to keep on the narrow road. At the articulation with the primary road at the top of the hill he stopped and looked back. The orange incandescence of the sun just rising in the east appeared to be reflected by the downstairs windows of the rambling Zane Grey house, but he knew that there would probably be little left once the flames reached the gasolene soaked sleeping room. Desperate to strip off his glutinous stinking clothes and strike a bath or exhibitor he turned away and force on home without looking back again.

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

'' Mr Griffiths, do you cognize what was in that letter you were asked to pay me ? '' the soicitor asked.

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

'' Yes, the Fire Brigade say the fervency was certainly started deliberately, there seems to throw been petrol involved. And Mother Jones the Shop who had been delivering to her had apparently called the Police a few daylight earlier, concerned about her land of mind, but there was nada they could do '' correspond Mr Roger Williams `` But she did n't say 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 note. It appears she has left everything to you. Of course it is improbable that the insurance company will pay up on the house, given the circumstance, but your brother did birth a lot of blood line and investments, I ca n't say exactly how lots the acres will be at the bit ... ''

Dai would have liked to nullify the funeral. Particularly in persuasion of Elizabeth 's will he dreaded meeting her family but it was out of the question or him not to take care. He was also mindful that it was uncertain exactly how a good deal of the ash tree and piece of pearl that had been scraped together to put in the coffin was actually Elizabeth II.

As it seemed he was the lowest soul to see her alive he was bombarded by questions. Elizabeth 's youthful sister Louisa seemed to submit a particularly diseased interest in the item of her sib 's end, she even wanted to chatter 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 distress she could have persuaded her to riposte to Monaco with them instead of her remaining alone in that blue separated house.

Elizabeth 's brother, Guy, rescued him from their unwanted aid and apologised for Louisa 's demeanor. He drunkenly confided that she was nothing like her intelligent sensible sister, but had been something of a gaga child when young, with learning and behavioural difficulties. At the age of fifteen she had to be quietly persuaded to deliver an miscarriage and later had been referred to a psychiatrist because of her self harming. Her parents were absolutely delighted when after expensive and difficult training in etiquette and encourage psychiatric intervention a inheritor to a barony 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 retrieve a way to have the wedding, which had taken station overseas, annulled ; he threatened that otherwise he would bring boot against her for ravishment, genuine bodily harm and false imprisonment on various function during their honeymoon.

The next day Dai drove Louisa out to the ruined cadaver of Tyllwm Fawr. Standing inside the blackened stone walls, crunching over the light art object of slate, looking up at the vast bleak chimneys pointing skyward she suddenly turned to Dai saying `` Is all this really yours now ? ``

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

'' I love these walls made of vast stones '' she said, running her handwriting over them, getting them covered in soot, then caressing the ancient masonry so that her red t-shirt bore-hole dark smudges highlighting where her breasts had pressed against the blackened stones.

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

'' I think the bare Oliver Stone look nicer, a bit like a castle '' said Louisa, looking one shot. `` You could even make a elbow room like a dungeon, with Ernst Boris Chain fixed to the paries and barred windows and ... '' she enthused, biting her lower lip and staring straightaway at Dai with acute wickedness glistening eyes, before looking down at her soiled top. `` This needs washing before I go back to Mummy and dad '' she said in mock distress. `` That cave with the pool in it is n't far away, I wanted to see where your 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 body as she leaned over the kitty washing her shirt then gaped as she brazenly stood and turned to face him with her lilliputian breasts bouncing as she shook the water off it.

Louisa did n't turn back to Monaco with her parents .