Dai had always envied his senior crony, Huw. He had envied Huw's luck in getting a fountainhead paid job with Herbert McLean Evans, Herbert McLean Evans and Humphrey Davy. He had envied Huw's immense house up in the Brecon beacon light, so unlike from the terrasse mineworker's bungalow in Glynneath where Dai livedi, alone for the last five years since their father had died with pneumoconiosis and their grief stricken female parent had hung herself in a obsolete and boarded up chapel. nearly of all Dai envied Elizabeth, Huw 's wife ; slim, athletic, from a flush family and she even enjoyed potholing. Both Dai and Huw had been acute cavers ever since an expedition organised by the local youth ball club some thirteen old age ago. Before Huw had got married he and Dai had gone potholing together at to the lowest degree once a month and even now he looked forward to the increasingly rare juncture when Huw and Elizabeth invited him to join them ; expeditions made all the more enjoyable by the opportunity to watch Elizabeth 's shapely arse wriggling through a tight pip in figurehead of him in a fold fitting wetsuit.

But now Huw was dead.

PC Jones had brought the news to Dai while he was at body of work at the recycling midpoint, 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 risk of exposure. However as more details emerged solid incident seemed very unknown to Dai. The repose of the menage, and the police, who weren't cavers just accepted it as a sad but not unexpected stroke if the great unwashed will do such dangerous play. For most of them, brought up amongst the collieries where nearly every male person worked underground and accident did go on, though increasingly rarely in the latter days before the endocarp finally closed, it was just one of those things. Though few of the older men could understand why anyone should go underground for fun.

Dai could not read why they should suffer gone caving wearing just short circuit and, in Elizabeths slip, presumably a t-shirt. Even though it was a warm sunny day above dry land it would only be 11 degrees underground and Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb was a particularly wet cave where it was requisite to dive through a very wet horizontal slot in a sump, lined top and bottom with jagged rocks, to get into advance than 20 metres. The fact that the Cave deliverance Team had been involved certainly implied that the fortuity had occurred in or beyond the sump. Even thick wet suits often snagged and tore when visiting cavers scrambled through the sump as, though shallow, it was quite wide so it was crucial to select the adjust route through. But both Huw and Elizabeth knew that peculiar 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 satisfy his brother 's widow at the funeral but realised it would be insensitive to quiz her about the fortuity then, yet hoped she might discover 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's parents, who now lived in Monaco, were very wealthy and yet, though he kept trying to inhibit his suspicions, the entirely incident did look very strange.

At the funeral he tried to casually approach Elizabeth I several clip but she always managed to fend off him. Indeed she seemed to cast out all company and people, even her own family, largely ignored her. He thought she looked very picket and her typeface looked a bit dilutant than he remembered. This combined with the elaborate but bulky, almost Victorian, ignominious attire she had chosen to wear made her looking older than her 20 six years. At the viewing after the Robert William Service she seemed unsteady on her fundament and then unexpectedly he found her next to him, grabbing his arm for support as she headed for a chairperson. `` Dai ! '' she said weakly `` I need a potable, be a dearest and get me another double gin with a dash of tonic. ``

Dai 's inaugural intellection was that she stank ! He realised that she was probably so puddle that she had shat herself, yet out of pity fetched her another drink. auntie Angharad then collared Dai and tearfully commiserated with him and warned him not to carry on with any more of this featherbrained, dangerous going into caves up in the mountains as she did n't need to lose both her nephews. When Dai looked rhythm again later there was no sign of Elizabeth.

After a few hebdomad everyone seemed to have forgotten about his brother 's death and yet the more Dai thought about it the less he could empathise what might really take 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 written matter of the good account from the medical examiner 's power it did mention that a small-scale amount inebriant was found in his roue, but was not considered a conducive ingredient. Not a contributive factor ! Huw must have been mad to recruit Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb after drinking, and surely Elizabeth II must have had More signified. Dai tried to put it all behind him but the personal manner of his Brother 's dying preyed on his mind and eventually he decided to see if Elizabeth had remained at their menage in the beacon, though he thought she would almost certainly have joined her parents in Monaco as he doubted she had any conclude supporter in South Wales … unless perhaps a relationship with a VERY close admirer had tempted her to arrange the `` accident '' ?

Dai had only twice ever been invited to Tyllwm Fawr but had been very instill by the lonely 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 windows had been closed so it seemed as if Elizabeth had indeed left. But then he saw her Mercedes convertible in an open fronted outbuilding and as the ceiling 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 shape on a spring above the enceinte oak door when he noticed a somewhat incongruous intercom and bell pushing to the side. He pressed the clitoris and waited. He was about to try pulling the chain instead when he heard Elizabeth I 's quiet down phonation 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 get out until it was it too late. '' There was a pause `` Come in, just bend the handle then push hard, the front door 's not locked. I 'm upstairs, second threshold on the right field. ``

The house seemed dark and calm 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 staircase smelt must musty, moistness and distinctly unpleasant. With footling light it was unmanageable to see on the upstairs landing with its dark oak panelling. As instructed Dai opened what he judged to be the second room access on the rightfulness but the room was in shadow so he had already started closing it again when the somewhat dim light was switched on.

'' Dai ? '' queried a weak voice as he looked round the room in astonishment. His gaze was low drawn to a snooker cue rack fixed to the rampart just inside the threshold, but instead of pool stick it held a option of canes and a couple of bullwhips with their ends trailing across the level. The wall were a compounding of oak panelling and declamatory full acme mirrors. There was untidy smother of caving equipment in one corner and empty gin and wine-colored bottles littered the flooring, but his tending was drawn to an inconguous heavily built orthogonal skeleton of abstemious dark-skinned oak to which was attached several iron mob, chains and handlock. And the room stank so badly he could hardly breathe.

'' I 'm over here '' came Elizabeth I 's imperfect voice from the four placard bed to his left. Dai turned and stared at her propped up in bed covered by a duvet so filthy that he couldn't tell what gloss or pattern it might originally ingest 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 momentary coercion to take her in his weaponry, then remembering why he was there felt a desire to roughly seize her and flog her to the frame and blister 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 mean ? Why ? '' Dai stammered, taken by surprise at her calm admission.

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

With an effort she leaned forward and threw the duvet aside to reveal her slender naked organic structure 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 breast, hip ribs and hip appeared to be slightly scarred with various healing excision.

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

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

'' Sit on my belly ! '' she screamed pulling him onto her with surprising intensity level so he fell forward across her naked physical structure as she lifted and spread her genu. As he fell across her his right cubital joint landed on her swollen belly which totally collapsed beneath his weight as a squelching fart came from her fanny and a thick brown bloody liquid gushed across the sheets between her spread thighs.

Dai stared in astonishment at her now hollow out belly below her bony rib cage. As her agonised screaming gave way to crying he took her surprisingly illuminate soundbox in his arms and lifted her away from the stinking mess and placed her gently on the other face of the bed. Then, looking down, he realised the straw man of his shirt and blue jean were now soaked in her bloody mess. Sprawled on her back Elizabeth spread out her unnaturaly picket, reduce weapon system and then drew her wasted but still shapely legs apart and, between sobs muttered `` nooky me '' then, louder and more desperately"piece of tail me, before it 's too late !"

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

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

'' We were just messing about '' Elizabeth repeated. `` We 'd had a few roller 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 Zimmer around being a fine sunny day. Huw said he did n't deal. I told him to retrieve somewhere more secluded. ``

She paused for breath `` open that bottle for me please, darling '' she entreated pointing to a nursing bottle of Pinot grape Blanc on the flooring. As Dai obediently opened it with the bottle screw from her bedside table she continued `` Huw suggested Gwaindynngwlyb Cave. It was a very hot day and I agreed, it would be pleasantly cool in the cave entrance and it was only fifteen bit away. I was hot and thirsty when we got there, Huw took off his shirt and opened another nursing 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 mentum to drop onto her bureau.

'' I lay down and spread my legs for him to screw me '' she said, spreading her wooden leg wider as she spoke so more fetid stinky liquid soaked into the bedsheet between them. `` He just teased me, then said he 'd shaft me the far face of the sump. I said he must be mad, if I tried crawling through the sump without a wet wooing it would rip my pap off ! He said if I did n't at to the lowest degree try he would n't fuck me, and would make me walk home in just my cropped tee shirt without my drawers or pantie. I just laughed, while he picked up a long straight stick, to help me find my way he said. Oh Christ ! I need some more codeine Dai '' she interrupted.

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

'' What the roll in the hay does it matter now ! '' Elizabeth I snarled as she grabbed the packet from him, took out four of the tiny white tablets and washed them down with more wine before handing the bottleful back to him `` Have a drinkable, you need one too. ``

She continued `` I took off my jersey and trainers and entered the water stark naked, I shrieked at the common cold but Huw just handed me the bottle for another swig of wine. Huw took off his boots and socks and waded into the piss next to me, mocking me, saying how delightfully warm it was and slashing at my buns with that bloody stick he 'd pluck up. ``

'' Why was he being so savage ... '' Dai started to ask before remembering the `` toys '' with which the bedroom was decorated. As he wondered about his brother 's secret life history Dai 's rooster hardened again, perhaps Elizabeth I noticed the swelling in his trousers for she tugged at his soiled shirt, motioning for him to slay it.

While Dai pulled his shirt off over his head Elizabeth continued `` I took a deep breath and dived down, feeling along the sharp loose stones in the bed of the kitty for the expansion slot at the groundwork of the rampart in front. Finding it I hesitated. The roof of the underwater slot has a series of knifelike ridge while the bottom comprises jagged I. F. Stone leaving a gap little more than a pick high between them. ``

'' I do sleep together 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 manoeuver me, then he pushed my head teacher back under the water towards the slot before I had taken a proper deep breath. I wriggled in and tried to deplumate myself forward but first the stone ridges grazed my blazon and shoulder joint then my tits started snagging on the rocks below. ``

She paused to exact the now almost empty bottle from Dai and empty the remaining subject down her throat. `` The stupid bastard got carried away and pushed the mystify forward as hard as he could. I was stuck with sharp spot of rock'n'roll snagged on my rib and boob but he forced that fucking beat rightfulness into me, the pain was excruciating it had gone straight in as far as it could then I felt something commit way and my guts tearing near the small-scale of my back, my entirely belly filled with pain as my lungs emptied of air and started filling with H2O through my mouth. '' Elizabeth 's naked body shuddered at the memory of that moment.

'' I finally dragged myself free, the pinning rocks were tearing through my flesh, and emerged to crack the surface of the water supply in the darkness of the chamber beyond. The joint must cause been at to the lowest degree 15 inches inside me ! I screamed and the screams echoed back to deafen me. I think it was only when he broke the airfoil of the water somewhere in the shadow alongside me and hear my screams 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 stick.

'' I felt him pulling away and panicked, I could n't believe what he 'd just done to me ! I grabbed his wooden leg and clung on furiously as he dived back into the sump. We had no woolly mullein of course of action and I think he too must receive become disorientated, because he seemed to get beat this time. My mind was back under water but I groped up his thighs and grasped the waistband of his boxers, ripping them down with my leftover hand while my right hired hand grabbed his ballock '' she paused and stared into my optic, crying streaming down her face.

'' I squeezed and clawed at his private parts, trying to transfer the crippling pain from my asshole and belly to him, not caring that I couldn't breathe. He was kicking wildly at first, hitting me in the face making me swig in water but his kicking became less directed and more than 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 thighs. I was aware I would soon die if I stayed there so I steeled myself to plunk through the stale water supply again. In the lurch black of the cave I was disorientated and it took me three try to line up the slot in the nucleotide of the rock at the behind of the pool to wriggle my way back out. Luckily it seems that I chose the chasten route as I didn't get too baffle, nor did I coming upon Huw. '' Elizabeth paused, closing her eyes.

Dai waited patiently for her to bear on `` 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 profligate was still running down my wet thighs and I was scared. I was scared what would get of me, I could separate that the nooky control stick had done dread scathe inside me. I wanted Hugh. Even though he had done this terrible thing to me I wanted him, he would make it better, somehow. But he didn't come out, I stared at the darkness still pool at the end of the cave but he didn't seed. ``

'' 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 profligate was still running down my pegleg. I put my shoes and t-shirt on and carried my shorts with me out of the cave and up the hill until I got a signal on my earpiece then I called the fire brigade. ``

'' What about the ambulance '' queried Dai.

'' I knew he must be dead, I in conclusion saw him underwater and he never came out. But they did place 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 doctors said ? ``

'' Do you really think I could do that to Huw, even though he's dead ? Also my crime syndicate have been caused enough disgrace in the past by my little baby and I could never face the shame myself anyway. I know enough biological science to realise my large gut must have been ripped right wing open and my minor bowel mangled, he did force that control stick up almost to my fucking essence you know ! I can feel it must all be infected and rotting inside me ... inside ME '' she reached for the vino nursing bottle then, finding it vacate hurled it across the way to smash against the pane. `` I 've not eaten anything since, apart from contraceptive pill, but my belly still fills with crap. There should be some more bottles under the bed, come on let 's fucking party ! And get those dirty trouser off, you 've got my diddlysquat 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 detect the smell 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 vein must contain more than strong drink than blood by now. ``

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

'' No ! You ca n't go away me, please do n't go forth me. I 've lost Huw, I ca n't misplace you as well ! '' she pleaded swinging her legs off the bed onto the floor and shakily getting to her groundwork clinging onto the sturdy bed spot for support.

Dai looked back at her pale thin contorted dead body, the big wall mirrors allowed him to view her pathetic nudity from three unlike angles. She reached out towards him with her remaining hired man `` piece of tail me, make love me now before it 's too late '' she entreated. `` You always wanted to, I could enjoin the way you looked at me. I know how sicken I am now but if you get pissed enough you wo n't wish ! ``

Hating himself, Dai dropped his trouser and gently caught her before she slid to the flooring. After carefully laying her back on the moistness, foul bed he finished off the brandy. `` cum on, know me ! '' she screamed impatiently `` suffering me, hit me, bite me ! '' she pleaded, grasping his arm tightly in her melt off hand `` Anything to make me finger something early than this uninterrupted killing pain in my fucking belly, please ... ! Take revenge on me for killing you brother, fucking do something ! '' she sobbed, tears streaming down her face.

inherent aptitude overcame Dai 's better judgement and he climbed onto Elizabeth II 's bed and knelt straddling her, his knee sinking into the glutinous soiled sheets.

'' I ... killed ... your ... chum '' she stated, slowly and deliberately. Dai pulled back his right arm and punched his fist into her stupe twinkly face. He felt her nose crack beneath his knuckles and stock spurted down over her sassing as it opened. He felt his pelvis sink down onto her and he guided his brand hard cock into her moist twat. She grabbed his binding and pulled him violently down onto her frail body, sinking her untrimmed fingernails into his back.

'' beef '' he screamed in from her blood splattered face, as he felt the stinging pain in his back and warm blood started to filter down the slope of his thorax. He viciously thrust his pecker as deep into her as he could, then almost withdrew I before thrusting bass again with all his weight behind his hips.

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

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

'' Have another deglutition and try again then '' she implored, grabbing the backbone of his cervix, but too fallible to draw in him towards her. Dai was shocked, he was ashamed at the vehemence 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 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 `` nookie me some more. '' Dai looked down at his limp phallus. `` Use your fingers, stuff your hand in, just do me again ! '' Dai obediently inserted two, then three, finger and, grasping her pubic os with his pollex, started working them in and out, soon adding the 4th digit - stretch and thrusting until she came, arching her dorsum and drawing in her stomach as more stinking fluid trickled from her distend anus to run back beneath her sprawled body.

The foetor, the exuberant alcohol and shame made Dai feel sick and dizzy. The elbow room seemed to spin and Dai vomited over Elizabeth II 's limp sweaty body before collapsing alongside her.

Dai must have slept for several minute before he awoke with his mouth dry and for several arcsecond had no idea where he was or what the stench was. Elizabeth I lay sprawled indecently on her back alongside him, several flies crawling over her soundbox feeding on the sweat and vomit, for a second he thought she was dead but then saw her blackguard rising and falling slowly. He noticed that her belly was again vain and bloated. He was cold and he needed the throne, as he opened the door onto the landing place he was surprised to find that it was now dark exterior and had to try several doors before he found the toilet. He relieved himself and thankfully gulped down two or three glassful of water to slake his burning thirst, his question ached and he knew he ought to get away from this home immediately without looking back.

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

When she started to awake it was obvious to Dai that her attempt to seethe on her side 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 haul herself up into a half sitting stance. He was getting a hard on - it appalled him yet he just sat and stared at the total humiliation and degradation of this once beautiful 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 raise cock. It wasn't just Elizabeth who was humiliated now !

'' Get me a pen, paper and envelope from that bureau '' she surprisingly commanded him. He didn't move. She repeated the dictation 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 appurtenance in the turning point. Soak this elbow room and everything in it then set firing to this whole roll in the hay passel ! '' She paused before continuing rather more shakily `` I 'm going to drop a line a bank note, I 've got to tell how I ca n't live without Huw, how I blame myself ... ''

After she sealed the Federal Reserve note she addressed it to her solicitor and handed it to Huw saying `` Take it, say you visited me yesterday and I asked you to grant it to him in the event 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 limb he realised his erection had vanished and that there were crying in his oculus. With a shock he realised that her attention was also focussed on his cock for her delicate finger's breadth had started caressing it. He pulled himself away from, confused by his own tactile sensation. She pulled her hand back, then clasped both hands across her swollen belly. Uncertain what she expected of him Dai wondered should he squelch her belly again, should he try to rid her disrupted belly of the foul fluids again building up within it. He realised he wanted to gouge it or perforate it, as if pushing her rear into shape would make 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. `` hang me up, hang me on that 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 metre, Dai reached beneath the bed for another bottle, it was another Brandy, which they recklessly drink in from as Dai studied the frame.

'' Get me up there '' she pleaded, her oculus dark yet shining beneath the sudor soaked straggly hair's-breadth hanging over her face as she leaned towards him.

Elizabeth I 's languish body was so light it was easy for Dai to come up her up to stomach compliantly, if shakily, on the electric chair, resting her head back against the rampart as he bound her carpus to press rings at the top corners, hurrying to get her secure before her stage crumpled beneath her.

Once secured he stepped down and carefully pulled the president away so that her extend arms took her entire weighting but though her belly drew in slightly as her rib cage was expanded upwards only a small trickle of crimson Brown University fluid ran down the inside of her thighs.

'' OK you can crush 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 ribs which so repulsed him.

'' Push it ! '' she desperately panted.

'' It will hurt, it hurt last time '' Dai replied, placing his early hand alongside the first one `` Do you want some Thomas More codeine, take the eternal sleep of the parcel ... ''

'' Just hurry up and fucking push ! '' she screamed, the travail making her slim arms tense as she struggled to contract her strained rib cage so that she could take another breather.

Dai took a small step back then leaned forwards pushing toilsome with his manus. The swelling just squished out sideways so he spread his hands slightly and sway his full exercising weight behind them. She threw her head back and uttered a strange high pitched scream, as she lifted and spread her knees almost hitting him in the cheek a second before he felt his paw sink deep into her belly and a revolting glutinous brown sight was squirted down the wall between her legs.

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

'' I 'm sorry, I 'm so no-count '' Dai stammered, his face reddening in shame as her gaze moved down to his erect member. `` I ca n't assist it, what can I do ! '' he cried.

'' roll in the hay me. Fuck me now ! roll in the hay me concentrated ! '' she implored, her unnaturally all-embracing dark eyes again staring deep into his. `` Quick, before it 's too later, do it NOW ! ``

Dai hurriedly retrieved the hot seat again placing it in front of her and pushed his by now throbbing stopcock 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 acute orgasm spread 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 usual but seemed to flow up and down his body while his dick felt as though it was swelling further and might explode deep inside her irregularly quivering body.

Screaming, Elizabeth threw her mind back then arched her dead body away from the rampart, the picket perspiring skin stretched revealingly miserly across her over expanded ribs above her knotted ab muscles. Her hips pushed Dai back off the electric chair so that he had to grab her bony articulatio humeri as his substructure slipped off it.

Regaining his residual, oblivious to the grazes to his shins from the chair, he looked back up at her. To his surprisal 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 centre did n't accompany him, a couple of flies settled on her face, one on the still trickle of blood beneath her nose, the early crawling into the side of her slightly open sassing. Outraged Dai slapped at them, her now lank whisker fell across her font but she made no early movement. He stared at her motionless chest, then stepped back to sit on the bottom of the bed staring at her exquisitely displayed consistency. Further fly sheet settled, attracted to the now drying effort but he just watched them. For at least an hour he continued to be transfixed by the obscenely revealing carcass dangling by its stretched emaciated arms.

As he drove away with his lastly image of her etched on his judgment, a her picket wracked torso glistening with the gas he had doused it in, he struggled to keep on the peg down road. At the junction with the briny road at the top of the James Jerome Hill he stopped and looked back. The orange lambency of the sun just rising in the east appeared to be reflected by the downstairs Windows of the rambling grey sign, but he knew that there would probably be little leftfield once the flames reached the petrol soaked bedroom. Desperate to undress off his sticky stinking clothes and hold a bathing tub or cascade he turned away and aim on home without looking back again.

When Elizabeth II 's solicitor phoned and asked Dai to come back to his office the day after he had, as she had instructed, handed him the sealed envelope he felt a rising common sense of dread. As Mr Williams 's writing table ushered him into his office he was relieved to see that the canvasser was, at to the lowest degree, alone.

'' Mr Griffiths, do you have sex what was in that letter of the alphabet you were asked to give me ? '' the soicitor asked.

'' I rather guessed as soon as I heard about the flaming, she did n't seem to bear got over Huw 's death at all when I visited her. '' Dai said quietly, adding `` I do n't intend 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 Jones the shop class who had been delivering to her had apparently called the Police a few days earlier, concerned about her commonwealth of mind, but there was nada they could do '' match Mr Williams `` But she did n't recite 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 annotation. It appears she has left everything to you. Of class it is unlikely that the insurance policy company will pay up on the star sign, given the circumstances, but your blood brother did have a lot of stemma and investments, I ca n't say exactly how a lot the estate will be at the moment ... ''

Dai would have liked to quash the funeral. Particularly in view of Elizabeth I 's will he dreaded meeting her mob but it was insufferable or him not to attend. He was also cognisant that it was uncertain exactly how a lot of the ash and minute of bone that had been scraped together to put in the coffin was actually Elizabeth I.

As it seemed he was the last person to see her alive he was bombarded by questions. Elizabeth I 's immature Sister Louisa seemed to rent a particularly morbid interest group in the inside information of her sibling 's dying, she even wanted to chitchat 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 II 's distress she could have persuaded her to return to Monaco with them instead of her remaining alone in that gloomy isolated house.

Elizabeth 's crony, Guy, rescued him from their unwanted attending and apologised for Louisa 's doings. He drunkenly confided that she was nothing like her intelligent sensible babe, but had been something of a wild minor when unseasoned, with acquisition and behavioural difficulties. At the age of fifteen she had to be quietly persuaded to have 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 further psychiatric discussion a heir to a baronetcy had actually proposed to her ! However just over a hebdomad after her wedding ceremony to the handsome, if impoverished, aristocrat he had persuaded her parents to observe a way to have the wedding ceremony, which had taken place overseas, annulled ; he threatened that otherwise he would bring charges against her for assault, actual bodily harm and false immurement on several occasions during their honeymoon.

The succeeding day Dai drove Louisa out to the deflower remains of Tyllwm Fawr. Standing inside the sear stone rampart, crunching over the fallen spell of slating, looking up at the huge bleak lamp chimney pointing skyward she suddenly turned to Dai saying `` Is all this really yours now ? ``

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

'' I love these walls made of huge stones '' she said, running her manus over them, getting them covered in carbon black, then caressing the ancient masonry so that her red t-shirt bore night smudges highlighting where her chest had pressed against the char pit.

'' They were mostly covered in oak pane, 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 palace '' said Louisa, looking rhythm. `` You could even make a room like a keep, with mountain range fixed to the bulwark and barred windows and ... '' she enthused, biting her grim lip and staring straightaway at Dai with intense iniquity glistening eye, before looking down at her soiled top. `` This needs washing before I go back to mum and pop '' she said in mock distress. `` That cave with the pool in it is n't far away, I wanted to see where your buddy died and I could lap 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 suntanned torso as she leaned over the pool washing her shirt then gaped as she brazenly stood and turned to face up him with her little tit bouncing as she shook the water off it.

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