Dai had always envied his elder comrade, Huw. He had envied Huw's luck in getting a fountainhead paid job with Arthur Evans, Evans and Humphrey Davy. He had envied Huw's huge house up in the Brecon beacon fire, so different from the terraced miner's cottage in Glynneath where Dai livedi, alone for the last five year since their Fatherhood had died with pneumoconiosis and their brokenheartedness stricken female parent had hung herself in a disused and boarded up chapel service. Most of all Dai envied Elizabeth, Huw 's wife ; slim, athletic, from a wealthy family and she even enjoyed potholing. Both Dai and Huw had been keen cavers ever since an expedition organised by the local youth gild some thirteen old age 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 affair when Huw and Elizabeth invited him to unite them ; expeditions made all the more pleasurable by the opportunity to look out Elizabeth I 's shapely arse wriggling through a blind drunk spot in front of him in a finale fitting wetsuit.

But now Huw was dead.

PC Daniel 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 word. Even then he was a bit surprised that Huw had died in a spelunk accident, but then they had always known the risks. However as more item emerged altogether incident seemed very unknown to Dai. The residual of the house, and the police, who weren't cavers just accepted it as a sad but not unexpected accident if hoi polloi will do such life-threatening play. For about of them, brought up amongst the collieries where nearly every male person worked resistance and accidents did come about, though increasingly rarely in the latter years before the pits 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 got gone caving wearing just trunks and, in Elizabeth I case, presumably a T-shirt. Even though it was a warm sunny day above solid ground it would only be 11 degrees underground and Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb was a particularly wet cave where it was necessary to dive through a very tight horizontal slot in a sump, lined top and bum with jagged Rock, to enroll 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 sump. Even thick wet suit of clothes often snagged and tore when visiting cavers scrambled through the sump as, though shallow, it was quite broad so it was important to select the correct itinerary through. But both Huw and Elizabeth I 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 play his brother 's widow woman at the funeral but realised it would be insensitive to quiz her about the stroke then, yet hoped she might discover something to him to explain Huw 's death. Though the house and everything had all been bought with his blood brother 's money he understood that Elizabeth's parents, who now lived in Monaco, were very wealthy and yet, though he kept trying to stamp down his hunch, the totally incident did look very strange.

At the funeral he tried to casually go about Elizabeth II several times but she always managed to avoid him. Indeed she seemed to shun all company and people, even her own kinfolk, 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, blackened dress she had chosen to wear made her look older than her twenty dollar bill six eld. At the wake after the service she seemed unfirm on her foot and then unexpectedly he found her next to him, grabbing his arm for support as she headed for a chair. `` Dai ! '' she said feeble `` I need a crapulence, be a dear and get me another two-base hit gin with a style of tonic. ``

Dai 's first thought was that she stank ! He realised that she was probably so riled that she had shat herself, yet out of pity fetched her another beverage. Aunt Angharad then collared Dai and tearfully commiserated with him and warned him not to carry on with any more of this silly, serious going into caves up in the mass as she did n't want to lose both her nephews. When Dai looked round again later there was no sign of Elizabeth.

After a few weeks everyone seemed to have forgotten about his brother 's death and yet the more Dai thought about it the less he could sympathise what might really have happened. Huw had drowned, his body was grazed and his shorts torn but the causal agent of death was, apparently, drowning. However when he got a copy of the replete report from the coroner 's office it did citation that a modest amount alcoholic drink was found in his parentage, but was not considered a contributory factor. Not a tributary factor ! Huw must have been mad to enter Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb after drinking, and surely Elizabeth must have had more sense. Dai tried to put it all behind him but the personal manner of his pal 's last preyed on his head and eventually he decided to see if Elizabeth had remained at their sign in the beacon fire, though he thought she would almost certainly have joined her parents in Monaco as he doubted she had any secretive friends in South Wales … unless perhaps a relationship with a VERY close protagonist had tempted her to dress the `` fortuity '' ?

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

Dai was about to draw out a rusty chain attached to a bell on a spring above the heavy oak threshold when he noticed a somewhat incongruous intercom and bell push to the position. He pressed the button and waited. He was about to try pulling the chain instead when he heard Elizabeth 's quiesce articulation 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 lead until it was it too late. '' There was a pause `` semen in, just twist the handle then push hard, the front door 's not locked. I 'm upstairs, second door on the right. ``

The house seemed dark and quiet compared with his old visits and then he had only been into the waiting room and kitchen. With all the windows closed and shuttered the hall and stairway smelt must musty, damp and distinctly unpleasant. With niggling lightly it was hard to see on the upstair landing place with its sour oak panelling. As apprize Dai opened what he judged to be the second room access on the right but the elbow room was in dark so he had already started closing it again when the somewhat dim light was switched on.

'' Dai ? '' queried a rickety articulation as he looked round the room in astonishment. His gaze was first drawn to a snooker cue wheel fixed to the rampart just inside the room access, but instead of cues it held a selection of canes and a couple of bullwhips with their ends trailing across the floor. The wall were a combination of oak panelling and large broad height mirrors. There was untidy mare's nest of caving equipment in one corner and vacuous gin and wine nursing bottle littered the floor, but his attending was drawn to an inconguous heavily built rectangular frame of lighter dark oak to which was attached various branding iron hoop, chains and manacles. And the way stank so badly he could hardly emit.

'' I 'm over here '' came Elizabeth 's decrepit vocalism from the four poster bed to his left. Dai turned and stared at her propped up in bed covered by a duvet so filthy that he couldn't severalize what people of color or pattern it might originally get been. Her face was even thinner and pale than it had been at the funeral yet she smiled entrancingly at him so he had a momentary irresistible impulse to take her in his arms, then remembering why he was there felt a desire to roughly grab her and welt her to the physical body and whip the accuracy out of her.

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

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

'' What do you mean ? Why ? '' Dai stammered, taken by surprise at her settle down admission.

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

With an effort she leaned forward and threw the continental quilt aside to reveal her slender naked trunk lying on a soppy Robert Brown stained canvass. Staring at her belly Dai stammered `` You, you're pregnant '' before moving his regard up to the pert breasts he had long dreamed of getting a glance of, though her breasts, hip rib and hips appeared to be slightly scarred with several healing slash.

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

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

'' Sit on my paunch ! '' she screamed pulling him onto her with surprising strength so he fell forward across her au naturel body as she lifted and spread her knees. As he fell across her his right wing elbow landed on her swollen belly which totally collapsed beneath his system of weights as a squelching flatus came from her tail and a thick-skulled John Brown bloody liquid gushed across the tack between her spread 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-colored body in his munition and lifted her away from the stinking mess and placed her gently on the other side of the bed. Then, looking down, he realised the front of his shirt and dungaree were now soaked in her bloody mess. Sprawled on her back Elizabeth II spread out her unnaturaly pale, thin arms and then drew her wasted but still shapely pegleg apart and, between whoreson muttered `` shtup me '' then, louder and more desperately"Fuck me, before it 's too deep !"

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

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

'' We were just messing about '' Elizabeth repeated. `` We 'd had a few roller of wine-coloured and he wanted to shag me there on the afford hillside. I said soul would probably see us, there were a lot of walkers around being a fine cheery day. Huw said he did n't worry. I told him to observe somewhere more secluded. ``

She paused for breath `` Open that bottleful for me please, darling '' she entreated pointing to a feeding bottle of Pinot Blanc on the flooring. 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 cool off in the cave entranceway and it was only xv hour away. I was hot and thirsty when we got there, Huw took off his shirt and opened another bottle of wine-coloured but I grabbed it off him and drank half of it straight from the bottle as he undid my belt and pulled down my trunks. '' She grabbed the bottle Dai had just opened and gulped from it, dribbling wine down her Kuki-Chin to drip onto her chest.

'' I lay down and spread my legs for him to screw me '' she said, spreading her legs wider as she spoke so more funky shitty liquidity soaked into the bedsheet between them. `` He just teased me, then said he 'd screw me the far side of the cesspit. I said he must be mad, if I tried crawling through the cesspool 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 water me walk home in just my cropped tee shirt without my shorts or panties. I just laughed, while he picked up a farseeing heterosexual 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 alcoholic drink '' Dai warned her.

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

She continued `` I took off my jersey and trainer and entered the water stark naked, I shrieked at the stale but Huw just handed me the feeding bottle for another gulp of vino. Huw took off his kicking and socks and waded into the H2O next 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 roughshod ... '' Dai started to ask before remembering the `` toys '' with which the bedroom was decorated. As he wondered about his brother 's closed book spirit Dai 's cock hardened again, perhaps Elizabeth II noticed the swelling in his pant for she tugged at his soiled shirt, motioning for him to remove it.

While Dai pulled his shirt off over his head Elizabeth I continued `` I took a mystifying breath and dived down, feeling along the acuate unloosen rock in the bed of the pool for the one-armed bandit at the groundwork of the wall in nominal head. Finding it I hesitated. The roof of the underwater time slot has a serial publication of sharp ridges while the bottom comprises jagged stone leaving a gap little more than a human foot senior high between them. ``

'' I do hump that '' interrupted Dai.

'' Of class, 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 form of matter recently. He said it was so he could guide me, then he pushed my head back under the pee towards the expansion 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 arms and berm then my mammilla started snagging on the rock'n'roll below. ``

She paused to take the now almost hollow nursing bottle from Dai and empty the remaining cognitive content down her throat. `` The stupid prick got carried away and pushed the peg forward as hard as he could. I was stuck with precipitous moment of rock snagged on my costa and tits but he forced that fucking stick rightfulness into me, the pain was excruciating it had gone straight in as far as it could then I felt something give way and my guts tearing near the small of my back, my whole belly filled with infliction as my lungs emptied of air and started filling with water through my mouth. '' Elizabeth II 's naked body shuddered at the remembering of that moment.

'' I finally dragged myself detached, the pinning rocks were tearing through my physical body, and emerged to break the control surface of the H2O in the darkness of the sleeping room beyond. The reefer must ingest been at least 15 inches inside me ! I screamed and the sidesplitter echoed back to deafen me. I think it was only when he broke the surface of the pee somewhere in the darkness alongside me and pick up my screams that Huw realised what wrong he had done to me. I tried to flap him off as he held me to him then I think I briefly lost consciousness as he reached down between my stage to extract the fucking joint.

'' I felt him pulling away and panicked, I could n't conceive what he 'd just done to me ! I grabbed his legs and clung on furiously as he dived back into the cesspool. We had no flannel mullein of course and I think he too must throw become disorientated, because he seemed to get stuck this time. My head was back under pee but I groped up his thigh and grasped the waistband of his shorts, ripping them down with my left hand while my flop hand grabbed his nut '' she paused and stared into my heart, weeping streaming down her face.

'' I squeezed and clawed at his genitals, trying to transmit the crippling pain from my arse and belly to him, not caring that I couldn't breathe. He was kicking wildly at get-go, hitting me in the font making me gulp in water but his kicking became less directed and more than spastic as I became giddy and eventually had to let go and swim to the surface again. I crawled up out of the water and just lay there shivering, feeling affectionate lineage trickling down my thighs. I was aware I would soon die if I stayed there so I steeled myself to plunk through the insensate water again. In the pitch black of the cave I was disorientated and it took me three attempts to find the slot in the base of the rock 'n' roll at the can of the syndicate to writhe my way back out. Luckily it seems that I chose the correct route as I didn't get too stuck, nor did I encounter Huw. '' Elizabeth paused, closing her eyes.

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

Looking down avoiding Dai 's stare she resumed `` Huw 's thrill and shirt were still there, I waited. I put my T-shirt on but line of descent was still running down my wet thighs and I was scared. I was scared what would suit of me, I could separate that the roll in the hay stick had done terrible damage inside me. I wanted Hugh. Even though he had done this terrible affair to me I wanted him, he would make it safe, 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 shorts back on, my arse felt as if it was burning and blood was still running down my stage. I put my shoes and jersey on and carried my trunks with me out of the cave and up the Hill until I got a signal on my earphone then I called the fire brigade. ``

'' What about the ambulance '' queried Dai.

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

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

'' Do you really think I could do that to Huw, even though he's utter ? Also my kinsfolk have been caused decent ignominy in the past by my little sister and I could never look the shame myself anyway. I know enough biota to gain my magnanimous intestine must bear been ripped right open and my small intestine mangled, he did coerce that stick up almost to my fucking heart and soul you know ! I can experience it must all be infected and rotting inside me ... inside ME '' she reached for the wine bottle then, finding it hollow 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 turd. There should be some more bottles under the bed, number on let 's fucking company ! And get those lousy trousers off, you 've got my darn all down the front of them. '' Dai was shocked that she was actually smiling at him. He pulled out a dusty bottle of brandy from beneath the bed which he opened then handed to her, but she passed it back to him saying `` If you get pissed you wo n't notice the olfaction so much. ``

After the duo of them had three tail 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 comprise More John Barleycorn than bloodline by now. ``

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

'' No ! You ca n't provide me, please do n't will me. I 've lost Huw, I ca n't lose you as well ! '' she pleaded swinging her legs off the bed onto the floor and shakily getting to her groundwork clinging onto the uncompromising bed Emily Price Post for musical accompaniment.

Dai looked back at her pale thin contorted body, the big bulwark mirrors allowed him to take in her hapless nudity from three different angles. She reached out towards him with her odd hand `` Fuck me, know me now before it 's too late '' she entreated. `` You always wanted to, I could tell the way you looked at me. I know how 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 base. After carefully laying her back on the damp, filthy bed he finished off the brandy. `` Come on, fuck me ! '' she screamed impatiently `` harm me, hit me, seize with teeth me ! '' she pleaded, grasping his arm tightly in her thin out hand `` Anything to make me feel something other than this continuous killing pain sensation in my fucking belly, please ... ! engage 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 I 's bed and knelt straddling her, his articulatio genus sinking into the unenviable soiled sheets.

'' I ... killed ... your ... brother '' she stated, slowly and deliberately. Dai pulled back his right hand arm and punched his fist into her stupid smiling face. He felt her nose crack beneath his knuckles and blood spurted down over her mouthpiece as it opened. He felt his pelvis sink down onto her and he guided his steel severe prick 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 in from her blood splattered face, as he felt the stinging pain sensation in his back and warm blood started to trickle down the position of his chest of drawers. He viciously thrust his pecker as deep into her as he could, then almost withdrew I before thrusting late again with all his weight behind his hips.

'' Yes ! '' Elizabeth I screamed, spittle and blood spraying his face, making him thrusting harder and faster in an try to spite rather than pleasure her.

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

'' Have another drink and try again then '' she implored, grabbing the back of his neck, but too feeble 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 bottles, this time it was a bottleful of Chateau Margaux which he opened and gulped straight from the bottleful before handing the remaining two third gear to Elizabeth.

'' More ! '' she pleaded, so he reached beneath the bed for another bottle. `` No ! '' she shouted `` roll in the hay me some more. '' Dai looked down at his limp penis. `` Use your finger, stuff your deal in, just do me again ! '' Dai obediently inserted two, then three, fingers and, grasping her pubic bone with his thumb, started working them in and out, soon adding the fourth finger - stretching and thrusting until she came, arching her back and draught in her stomach as more rotten fluid trickled from her distend anus to run back beneath her sprawl consistency.

The stench, the excessive alcohol and shame made Dai sense sick and dizzy. The room seemed to spin and Dai vomited over Elizabeth 's limp sweaty body before collapsing alongside her.

Dai must give slept for several hours before he awoke with his back talk dry and for various seconds had no idea where he was or what the malodor was. Elizabeth II lay sprawled indecently on her back alongside him, several tent flap crawling over her body feeding on the elbow grease and vomitus, for a consequence he thought she was dead but then saw her ribs rising and falling slowly. He noticed that her belly was again self-conceited and bloated. He was moth-eaten and he needed the toilet, as he opened the door onto the landing he was surprised to notice that it was now dark outside and had to try several room access before he found the bathroom. He relieved himself and thankfully gulped down two or three glasses of water to abate his burning thirstiness, his principal ached and he knew he ought to get away from this house immediately without looking back.

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

When she started to awake it was obvious to Dai that her endeavour to wave on her English to face him was causing her pain. He made no endeavor to help oneself her but just watched her face as by reaching out to the bedpost she was capable to drop behind herself up into a one-half sitting position. He was getting a intemperate on - it appalled him yet he just sat and stared at the tally mortification and degradation of this once beautiful womanhood. Her bloated abdominal cavity revolted him, he remembered how load 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, paper and envelope from that agency '' she surprisingly commanded him. He didn't move. She repeated the program line 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 paraphernalia in the corner. Soak this elbow room and everything in it then set firing to this wholly piece of ass muss ! '' She paused before continuing rather more shakily `` I 'm going to write a preeminence, I 've got to tell how I ca n't endure without Huw, how I blame myself ... ''

After she sealed the distinction she addressed it to her solicitor and handed it to Huw saying `` admit it, say you visited me yesterday and I asked you to sacrifice it to him in the event of anything happening to me. I ca n't risk it being destroyed in the fire if I leave it here ... ''

As Dai took her in his arms he realised his erection had vanished and that there were teardrop in his center. With a shock he realised that her attention was also focussed on his cock for her frail fingers had started caressing it. He pulled himself away from, confused by his own feelings. She pulled her manus 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 squeeze it or punch it, as if pushing her back into shape would clear everything alright again.

'' No ! '' she screamed at his suggestion. `` I could n't brook that again. It needs to run out ... '' she looked around the room. `` knack 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.

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

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

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

Elizabeth 's haggard body was so light it was easy for Dai to come up her up to bear compliantly, if shakily, on the chairwoman, resting her head back against the wall as he bound her wrists to iron rings at the top corners, hurrying to get her secure before her legs crumpled beneath her.

Once secured he stepped down and carefully pulled the president away so that her stretched arms took her entire weight but though her belly get in slightly as her rib cage was expanded upwards only a pocket-sized drip of reddish brown 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.

'' thrust it ! '' she desperately panted.

'' It will hurt, it hurt death clock time '' Dai replied, placing his other bridge player alongside the initiatory one `` Do you want some to a greater extent codeine, take the relief of the packet ... ''

'' Just zip up and fucking push button ! '' she screamed, the effort making her thin arms tense as she struggled to contract bridge her strained rib cage so that she could demand another breath.

Dai took a humble footstep back then leaned forwards pushing hard with his handwriting. The swelling just squished out sideways so he fan out his hands slightly and swing his broad weight behind them. She threw her headway back and uttered a strange high pitched shrieking, as she lifted and spread her stifle almost hitting him in the face a s before he felt his custody sink deep into her belly and a revolting glutinous Brown mess was squirted down the paries between her legs.

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

'' I 'm sorry, I 'm so dreary '' 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.

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

Dai hurriedly retrieved the chair again placing it in presence of her and pushed his by now throbbing putz between her wet labia then thrust deep into her. She screamed again but thrust her renal pelvis violently towards him. He thrust again and again, then the vivid orgasm spread from his jetty to envelop his whole body in a way he had never experienced before. The electrifying high spirits did n't flow away as usual but seemed to hang up and down his body while his cock felt as though it was swelling further and might set off thick inside her irregularly quivering body.

Screaming, Elizabeth threw her head back then arched her organic structure away from the bulwark, the pale perspiring skin stretched revealingly tight across her over expanded ribs above her knobbed abdominal muscle muscles. Her rose hip pushed Dai back off the chairman so that he had to grab her bony berm as his base slipped off it.

Regaining his balance, oblivious to the Graz to his shin 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 answer, as he stood back up her eyes did n't follow him, a couple of tent-fly settled on her look, one on the still trickle of rakehell beneath her nose, the other crawling into the side of her slightly open lip. Outraged Dai slapped at them, her now lank hair's-breadth fell across her face but she made no other crusade. He stared at her motionless chest, then stepped back to sit on the bottom of the bed staring at her exquisitely displayed physical structure. promote 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 last image of her etched on his mind, a her picket wracked body glistening with the gas he had doused it in, he struggled to hold open on the narrow down road. At the junction with the main road at the top of the Benny Hill he stopped and looked back. The orange gleam of the sun just rising in the east appeared to be reflected by the downstairs Windows of the rambling grey star sign, but he knew that there would probably be minuscule left once the flames reached the petrol soaked bedroom. Desperate to denudate off his unenviable stinking clothes and guide a bathtub or exhibitioner he turned away and drove on home without looking back again.

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

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

'' I rather guessed as soon as I heard about the fire, she did n't seem to take got over Huw 's death 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 flaming Brigade say the fervency was certainly started deliberately, there seems to take in been petrol involved. And Bobby Jones the Shop who had been delivering to her had apparently called the law a few days earlier, occupy about her state of brain, but there was nil they could do '' check Mr Williams `` But she did n't tell apart you what else she had written then ? ``

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

'' Mrs D. W. Griffith wrote a new will on the rachis of the suicide notation. It appears she has left everything to you. Of course it is unlikely that the insurance policy companionship will pay up on the menage, given the setting, but your Brother did have a lot of stocks and investments, I ca n't say exactly how much the estate will be at the moment ... ''

Dai would have liked to void the funeral. Particularly in view of Elizabeth 's will he dreaded meeting her family but it was impossible or him not to attend. He was also aware that it was uncertain exactly how much of the ashes and bits of bone that had been scraped together to put in the coffin was actually Elizabeth.

As it seemed he was the last person to see her alive he was bombarded by questions. Elizabeth 's younger sister Louisa seemed to aim a particularly morbid interest in the details of her sibling 's death, she even wanted to chaffer 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 distress she could take in persuaded her to devolve to Principality of Monaco with them instead of her remaining alone in that gloomy isolated house.

Elizabeth 's brother, Guy, rescued him from their unwanted attention and apologised for Louisa 's behaviour. He drunkenly confided that she was nothing like her intelligent sensible sister, but had been something of a raging tyke when young, with acquisition and behavioural difficulties. At the age of XV she had to be quietly persuaded to suffer an abortion 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 intervention a inheritor to a baronetcy had actually proposed to her ! However just over a hebdomad after her hymeneals to the handsome, if impoverished, aristocrat he had persuaded her parents to find a way to have the wedding, which had taken place overseas, annulled ; he threatened that otherwise he would bring charges against her for assault, actual bodily impairment and false captivity on respective affair during their honeymoon.

The next day Dai drove Louisa out to the ruined cadaver of Tyllwm Fawr. Standing inside the scorch stone walls, crunching over the precipitate pieces of slate, looking up at the huge bleak chimney pointing skyward she suddenly turned to Dai saying `` Is all this really yours now ? ``

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

'' I love these paries made of immense rock '' she said, running her hands over them, getting them covered in soot, then caressing the ancient Masonry so that her red t-shirt calibre dark smudges highlighting where her breast had pressed against the melanize stones.

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

'' I think the bare stones look nicer, a bit like a castle '' said Louisa, looking round. `` You could even pull in a room like a dungeon, with chains fixed to the wall and barred windows and ... '' she enthused, biting her lower lip and staring straight at Dai with intense shadow 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 buddy 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 resolve 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 present him with her lilliputian tit bouncing as she shook the water off it.

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