Dai had always envied his senior Brother, Huw. He had envied Huw's luck in getting a wellspring paid job with Evans, Herbert McLean Evans and Davies. He had envied Huw's vast house up in the Brecon lighthouse, so different from the terrasse mineworker's cottage in Glynneath where Dai livedi, alone for the last five years since their forefather had died with pneumoconiosis and their brokenheartedness stricken mother had hung herself in a disused and boarded up chapel. Most of all Dai envied Elizabeth II, Huw 's married woman ; slim, acrobatic, from a wealthy family and she even enjoyed potholing. Both Dai and Huw had been smashing cavers ever since an expedition organised by the topical anaesthetic youth baseball club 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 rare affair when Huw and Elizabeth invited him to join them ; expeditions made all the more enjoyable by the opportunity to watch Elizabeth 's shapely tush wriggling through a stiff dapple in forepart of him in a close fitting wetsuit.

But now Huw was dead.

PC Jones had brought the news to Dai while he was at piece of work at the recycling Centre, sitting him. down with a cup of tea in the portacabin before gently breaking the news show. Even then he was a bit surprised that Huw had died in a caving accident, but then they had always known the risks. However as Sir Thomas More particular emerged whole incident seemed very foreign to Dai. The respite of the home, and the police, who weren't cavers just accepted it as a sad but not unexpected fortuity if hoi polloi will do such serious sportsman. For near of them, brought up amongst the colliery where nearly every male person worked underground and accident did find, though increasingly rarely in the latter years before the pits finally closed, it was just one of those affair. Though few of the elder men could empathize why anyone should go underground for fun.

Dai could not read why they should have got gone caving wearing just shorts and, in Elizabeth II compositor's case, presumably a t-shirt. Even though it was a affectionate sunny day above ground it would only be 11 point underground and Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb was a particularly wet cave where it was necessary to dive through a very stringent horizontal slot in a sink, lined top and bottom with jagged careen, to enter further than 20 meter. The fact that the Cave Rescue team had been involved certainly implied that the accident had occurred in or beyond the sump. Even chummy wet cause often snagged and tore when visiting cavers scrambled through the sump as, though shallow, it was quite across-the-board so it was important to choose the compensate itinerary through. But both Huw and Elizabeth I knew that particular cave system so well, being local, that they surely wouldn't have dived there, or indeed anywhere, without at least a wet suit.

He knew he would meet his brother 's widow at the funeral but realised it would be insensitive to test her about the accident then, yet hoped she might reveal something to him to explain Huw 's end. Though the family and everything had all been bought with his comrade '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 suspicion, the whole incident did seem very strange.

At the funeral he tried to casually approach Elizabeth several fourth dimension but she always managed to avoid him. Indeed she seemed to ban all company and people, even her own folk, largely ignored her. He thought she looked very wan and her face looked a bit thinner than he remembered. This combined with the elaborate but bulky, almost straight-laced, black garb she had chosen to wear off made her facial expression one-time than her twenty six years. At the wake after the service she seemed unsteady on her feet and then unexpectedly he found her next to him, grabbing his arm for reinforcement as she headed for a president. `` Dai ! '' she said sapless `` I need a beverage, be a dear and get me another doubling gin with a dash of soda pop. ``

Dai 's showtime persuasion was that she stank ! He realised that she was probably so pissed that she had shat herself, yet out of ruth fetched her another crapulence. aunty Angharad then collared Dai and tearfully commiserated with him and warned him not to persuade on with any more of this light-headed, severe going into caves up in the deal as she did n't need to misplace both her nephews. When Dai looked round again later there was no sign of Elizabeth.

After a few calendar week everyone seemed to sustain forgotten about his brother 's demise and yet the more Dai thought about it the less he could interpret what might really have happened. Huw had drowned, his body was grazed and his trunks torn but the drive of death was, apparently, drowning. However when he got a transcript of the broad report from the coroner 's role it did mention that a belittled quantity alcohol was found in his blood line, but was not considered a contributory constituent. Not a tributary constituent ! Huw must have been mad to enter Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb after drinking, and surely Elizabeth II must have had more sense. Dai tried to put it all behind him but the way of his pal 's destruction preyed on his head and eventually he decided to see if Elizabeth had remained at their theatre in the Beacons, though he thought she would almost certainly have joined her parents in Monaco as he doubted she had any close Friend in South Wales … unless perhaps a kinship with a VERY near Friend had tempted her to do the `` accident '' ?

Dai had only twice ever been invited to Tyllwm Fawr but had been very impress by the lonely rambling planetary house which Huw had been gradually restoring. As he approached it the windows looked gloomy 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 give fronted outbuilding and as the roof was folded down he though that perhaps she was indeed still there.

Dai was about to pull a rusty chain attached to a bell on a saltation above the heavy oak door when he noticed a somewhat incongruous intercom and bell thrust to the side. He pressed the button and waited. He was about to try pulling the chain instead when he heard Elizabeth II '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 intermission `` Come in, just rick the handle then push hard, the front door 's not locked. I 'm upstairs, secondly door on the right. ``

The sign seemed disconsolate and quiesce compared with his old visit and then he had only been into the couch and kitchen. With all the Windows closed and shuttered the hall and stairway smelt must musty, moistness and distinctly unpleasant. With piffling light it was hard to see on the up the stairs landing place with its dark oak panelling. As instruct Dai opened what he judged to be the endorse threshold on the rightfield but the room was in shadow so he had already started closing it again when the somewhat dim luminosity was switched on.

'' Dai ? '' queried a infirm representative as he looked round the room in astonishment. His gaze was first drawn to a snooker cue rack fixed to the wall just inside the door, but instead of discriminative stimulus it held a extract of canes and a match of bullwhips with their ends trailing across the floor. The paries were a combining of oak panelling and large full height mirrors. There was untidy fuddle of caving equipment in one street corner and empty gin and vino nursing bottle littered the story, but his tending was drawn to an inconguous heavily built rectangular frame of lighter coloured oak to which was attached various atomic number 26 ring, chains and manacles. And the room stank so badly he could hardly breathe.

'' I 'm over here '' came Elizabeth II 's weak voice from the four placard bed to his left. Dai turned and stared at her propped up in bed covered by a duvet so lousy that he couldn't severalise what colour or pattern it might originally ingest been. Her face was even sparse and wan than it had been at the funeral yet she smiled entrancingly at him so he had a fleeting irresistible impulse to take her in his arms, then remembering why he was there felt a desire to roughly snap up her and whip her to the frame and rack up the the true 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 surprisal at her chill out admission.

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

With an elbow grease she leaned forward and threw the duvet aside to reveal her slender naked body lying on a sodden brown stained sheet. Staring at her belly Dai stammered `` You, you're pregnant '' before moving his gaze up to the pert breasts he had long dreamed of getting a glimpse of, though her breasts, hip costa and hips appeared to be slightly scarred with several 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 ... '' Confused Dai moved towards her and she grabbed his remaining carpus tight"Sit on me"she entreated.

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

'' Sit on my belly ! '' she screamed pulling him onto her with surprising strength so he fell forward across her bare eubstance as she lifted and spread her human knee. As he fell across her his right cubitus landed on her swollen belly which totally collapsed beneath his exercising weight as a squelching fart came from her butt and a thick brown bloody liquid gushed across the sail between her spreadhead thighs.

Dai stared in astonishment at her now hollow belly below her bony rib cage. As her agonised sidesplitter gave way to crying he took her surprisingly light consistence in his weapons system and lifted her away from the stinking good deal and placed her gently on the other side of the bed. Then, looking down, he realised the front of his shirt and jeans were now soaked in her bloody mussiness. Sprawled on her back Elizabeth paste out her unnaturaly pale, dilute blazonry and then drew her wasted but still shapely legs apart and, between asshole muttered `` Fuck me '' then, gaudy and more desperately"Fuck me, before it 's too late !"

Even though he thought he should be pitying the wretched 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 times.

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

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

She paused for breathing spell `` Open that feeding bottle for me please, darling '' she entreated pointing to a bottle 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 cool in the cave entrance and it was only 15 minutes away. I was hot and thirsty when we got there, Huw took off his shirt and opened another bottle of wine but I grabbed it off him and drank half of it straight from the feeding bottle as he undid my belt and pulled down my drawers. '' She grabbed the feeding bottle Dai had just opened and gulped from it, dribbling wine-coloured down her chin to drip onto her chest.

'' I lay down and propagate my pegleg for him to have intercourse me '' she said, spreading her legs wider as she spoke so more stinky shitty liquid state soaked into the bedsheet between them. `` He just teased me, then said he 'd have a go at it me the far side of the cesspool. I said he must be mad, if I tried crawling through the sump without a wet courting it would rip my pap off ! He said if I did n't at least try he would n't know me, and would arrive at me take the air habitation in just my work jersey without my shorts or panties. I just laughed, while he picked up a retentive straight stick, to help me detect my way he said. Oh Christ ! I need some Thomas More codeine Dai '' she interrupted.

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

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

She continued `` I took off my tee shirt and trainers and entered the water stark naked, I shrieked at the dusty but Huw just handed me the bottle for another draught of wine. Huw took off his boots and socks and waded into the weewee next to me, mocking me, saying how delightfully warm it was and slashing at my buttocks with that bloody stick he 'd nibble 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 sidekick 's secret life Dai 's cock hardened again, perhaps Elizabeth noticed the swelling in his trouser 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 deep breather and dived down, feeling along the knifelike loose stones in the bed of the pool for the slot at the alkali of the wall in front. Finding it I hesitated. The roof of the underwater expansion slot has a series of sharp ridge while the rear comprises jagged stone leaving a gap little more than a foot highschool between them. ``

'' I do know that '' interrupted Dai.

'' Of course, I forgot '' she replied. `` I came up for air but Huw inserted the end of that stick into my arse, he 'd started getting into that kind of thing recently. He said it was so he could guide me, then he pushed my head back under the water supply towards the slot before I had taken a proper deep intimation. I wriggled in and tried to pull 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 lead the now almost empty nursing bottle from Dai and empty the remaining contents down her throat. `` The stupid SOB got carried away and pushed the stay put forward as hard as he could. I was stuck with piercing bits of rock and roll snagged on my costa and mammilla but he forced that fucking joint rightfield into me, the pain was excruciating it had gone straight in as far as it could then I felt something chip in way and my gut tearing near the minuscule of my backbone, my unit belly filled with pain as my lungs emptied of air and started filling with water through my oral cavity. '' Elizabeth 's naked consistence shuddered at the retentivity of that moment.

'' I finally dragged myself free, the pinning rocks were tearing through my soma, and emerged to break the surface of the water supply in the wickedness of the sleeping room beyond. The spliff must have been at to the lowest degree 15 inch inside me ! I screamed and the screams echoed back to deaf me. I think it was only when he broke the surface of the water somewhere in the darkness alongside me and learn my screaming that Huw realised what harm 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 nooky stick.

'' I felt him pulling away and panicked, I could n't believe what he 'd just done to me ! I grabbed his pegleg and clung on furiously as he dived back into the cesspool. We had no torches of course of instruction and I think he too must have become disorientated, because he seemed to get stuck this time. My head was back under water system but I groped up his second joint and grasped the cincture of his drawers, ripping them down with my left hand while my right paw grabbed his glob '' she paused and stared into my eyes, binge streaming down her face.

'' I squeezed and clawed at his genitals, trying to transfer the crippling pain from my arse and belly to him, not caring that I couldn't breathe. He was kicking wildly at first, hitting me in the fount making me gulp in urine but his kicking became less direct and Sir Thomas More convulsive as I became dizzy and eventually had to let go and drown to the airfoil again. I crawled up out of the water and just lay there shivering, feeling warm origin trickling down my thighs. I was aware I would soon die if I stayed there so I steeled myself to dive through the cold piddle again. In the pitch black of the cave I was disorientated and it took me three attempts to find the slot in the understructure of the rock at the bottom of the pocket billiards to wriggle my way back out. Luckily it seems that I chose the correct route as I didn't get too stuck, nor did I meeting Huw. '' Elizabeth paused, closing her eyes.

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

Looking down avoiding Dai 's stare she resumed `` Huw 's bang and shirt were still there, I waited. I put my T-shirt on but blood was still running down my wet thighs and I was scared. I was scared what would get of me, I could tell that the fucking stick had done dread damage 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 shadow still pool at the end of the cave but he didn't cum. ``

'' Who found you ? '' asked Dai.

'' I did n't try putting my panty and shorts back on, my arse felt as if it was burning and blood was still running down my branch. I put my shoes and t-shirt on and carried my boxershorts with me out of the cave and up the hill until I got a signal on my phone then I called the ardour brigade. ``

'' What about the ambulance '' queried Dai.

'' I knew he must be dead, I go saw him underwater and he never came out. But they did transport an ambulance, thriftlessness of time really. The blast brigades breathing apparatus was too bulky, so the Cave saving feller 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 doctors said ? ``

'' Do you really think I could do that to Huw, even though he's abruptly ? Also my mob have been caused enough disgrace in the past by my trivial babe and I could never look the shame myself anyway. I know enough biota to realise my large intestine must have been ripped good open and my small intestine mangled, he did force that pin up almost to my fucking heart you know ! I can feel it must all be infected and rotting inside me ... inside ME '' she reached for the wine bottle then, finding it evacuate 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 bottles under the bed, make out on let 's fucking party ! And get those nasty trousers off, you 've got my shit all down the front man of them. '' Dai was shocked that she was actually smiling at him. He pulled out a dusty nursing 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 olfactory property so much. ``

After the couple of them had three quarters emptied the bottleful between them she said `` Please, hitch here until the end. It ca n't be long now, I feel so feeble from starving myself and my nervure must turn back to a greater extent booze than line by now. ``

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

'' No ! You ca n't allow for me, please do n't leave me. I 've lost Huw, I ca n't fall behind you as well ! '' she pleaded swinging her pegleg off the bed onto the floor and shakily getting to her feet clinging onto the sturdy bed situation for support.

Dai looked back at her pale slim down contorted soundbox, the big bulwark mirrors allowed him to take in her wretched nudity from three different slant. She reached out towards him with her get out hand `` piece of ass me, get laid me now before it 's too of late '' she entreated. `` You always wanted to, I could secernate 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, lousy bed he finished off the brandy. `` Come on, eff me ! '' she screamed impatiently `` Hurt me, hit me, bite me ! '' she pleaded, grasping his arm tightly in her lean mitt `` Anything to make me sense something other than this continuous killing pain sensation in my screw belly, please ... ! Take revenge on me for killing you brother, fucking do something ! '' she sobbed, rent 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 sticky soiled sheets.

'' I ... killed ... your ... blood brother '' she stated, slowly and deliberately. Dai pulled back his right wing arm and punched his fist into her stupid smiling face. He felt her nose pass beneath his knuckles and blood spurted down over her mouth as it opened. He felt his pelvis sink down onto her and he guided his blade hard cock into her moist cunt. She grabbed his back and pulled him violently down onto her frail body, sinking her untrimmed fingernails into his back.

'' Bitch '' he screamed inch from her stemma splattered face, as he felt the stinging pain in the neck in his cover and warm blood started to trickle down the side of his thorax. He viciously thrust his pecker as mystifying into her as he could, then almost withdrew I before thrusting deep again with all his weight behind his hips.

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

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

'' Have another drunkenness and try again then '' she implored, grabbing the rachis 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 feeding bottle, this metre it was a feeding bottle of Chateau Margaux which he opened and gulped straight from the bottle before handing the remaining two third gear to Elizabeth.

'' more than ! '' she pleaded, so he reached beneath the bed for another bottle. `` No ! '' she shouted `` Fuck me some more. '' Dai looked down at his limp phallus. `` Use your fingers, jostle your bridge player in, just do me again ! '' Dai obediently inserted two, then three, fingerbreadth and, grasping her pubic bone with his ovolo, started working them in and out, soon adding the fourth digit - stretching and poking until she came, arching her cover and lottery in her stomach as more smelly fluid trickled from her distended anus to run back beneath her sprawled body.

The malodor, the unreasonable alcohol and shame made Dai feel sick and dizzy. The room seemed to spin and Dai vomited over Elizabeth 's limp sweaty torso before collapsing alongside her.

Dai must give birth slept for several hours before he awoke with his rima oris dry and for several irregular had no idea where he was or what the stench was. Elizabeth I lay sprawled indecently on her back alongside him, various rainfly crawling over her dead body feeding on the sweat and vomit, for a moment he thought she was abruptly but then saw her blackguard rising and falling slowly. He noticed that her belly was again puff up and bloated. He was insensate and he needed the toilet, as he opened the door onto the landing place he was surprised to find that it was now coloured exterior and had to try several door before he found the privy. He relieved himself and thankfully gulped down two or three glasses of body of water to slake his burning thirst, his head ached and he knew he ought to get away from this theater immediately without looking back.

Dai went back into the bedroom, after breathing the freshman air outside the foetor seemed even worse than he remembered. He pulled up a president to face the bed and sat down, staring at Elizabeth II 's ruined body and ashamed that he was himself responsible for her swollen-headed bloody face.

When she started to awake it was obvious to Dai that her attempt to roll on her side to front him was causing her bother. He made no attempt to help her but just watched her grimace as by reaching out to the bedpost she was able to drop back herself up into a half sitting attitude. He was getting a hard on - it appalled him yet he just sat and stared at the come abasement and degradation of this once beautiful woman. Her bloated belly 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 rear dick. 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 command 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 all in get that jerry can from behind the caving train in the quoin. Soak this elbow room and everything in it then set fire to this unhurt fucking muddle ! '' She paused before continuing rather more shakily `` I 'm going to write a note, I 've got to narrate 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 give 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 bust in his middle. With a cushion he realised that her tending was also focussed on his prick for her delicate fingerbreadth had started caressing it. He pulled himself away from, confused by his own feelings. She pulled her hand back, then clasped both hand across her swollen belly. Uncertain what she expected of him Dai wondered should he crush 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 rack it or punch it, as if pushing her back into shape would hit 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. `` bent me up, attend me on that framing, that 's what Huw built it for. ``

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

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

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

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

Elizabeth I 's wasted organic structure was so light it was easy for Dai to lift her up to stand compliantly, if shakily, on the chairwoman, resting her head back against the wall as he bound her radiocarpal joint to iron out rings at the top corners, hurrying to get her secure before her leg crumpled beneath her.

Once secured he stepped down and carefully pulled the chairman away so that her stretched branch took her entire weight unit but though her belly pull in in slightly as her rib John Cage was expanded upwards only a small trickle of cherry brown fluid ran down the inside of her thighs.

'' OK you can trounce 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 rib which so repulsed him.

'' Push it ! '' she desperately panted.

'' It will hurt, it hurt last time '' Dai replied, placing his other hand alongside the kickoff one `` Do you want some More codeine, take the rest of the packet ... ''

'' Just travel rapidly up and fucking energy ! '' she screamed, the effort making her sparse arms tense as she struggled to contract her agonistic rib coop so that she could shoot another breath.

Dai took a pocket-sized stride back then leaned forwards pushing hard with his hands. The swelling just squished out sideways so he circularise his deal slightly and swung his to the full system of weights behind them. She threw her head back and uttered a foreign high pitched wow, as she lifted and spread her knees almost hitting him in the face a second before he felt his manpower sink deep into her belly and a revolting glutinous John Brown mess was squirted down the bulwark between her legs.

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

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

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

Dai hurriedly retrieved the president again placing it in front of her and pushed his by now throbbing dick between her wet labia then thrust deep into her. She screamed again but thrust her pelvis violently towards him. He thrust again and again, then the intense orgasm cattle ranch from his seawall to wrap his whole consistency in a way he had never experienced before. The electrifying lightness did n't flow away as common but seemed to flow up and down his body while his cock felt as though it was swelling further and might explode cryptical inside her irregularly quivering body.

Screaming, Elizabeth threw her chief back then arched her physical structure away from the paries, the pale perspiring skin stretched revealingly tight across her over expanded costa above her knotted abdominal musculus. Her coxa pushed Dai back off the hot seat so that he had to grab her bony shoulders as his foundation slipped off it.

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

She did n't respond, as he stood back up her eyes did n't follow him, a couple of fly ball settled on her cheek, one on the still dribble of blood beneath her nose, the other crawling into the side of her slightly open oral cavity. Outraged Dai slapped at them, her now lank hairsbreadth fell across her brass but she made no former drive. He stared at her motionless chest, then stepped back to sit on the bottom of the bed staring at her exquisitely displayed trunk. Further flies settled, attracted to the now drying sweat but he just watched them. For at least an hr 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 idea, a her pale wracked trunk glistening with the petrol he had doused it in, he struggled to hold open on the contract road. At the junction with the master road at the top of the hill he stopped and looked back. The orangeness glow of the sun just rising in the east appeared to be reflected by the downstairs window of the rambling grey sign of the zodiac, but he knew that there would probably be little get out once the flame reached the petrol soaked chamber. Desperate to strip off his sticky stinking clothes and take a bath or shower he turned away and force on rest home without looking back again.

When Elizabeth I '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 gasbag he felt a rising mother wit of dread. As Mr William Carlos Williams 's secretary ushered him into his function he was relieved to see that the solicitor was, at least, alone.

'' Mr Griffiths, do you roll in the hay what was in that missive you were asked to reach me ? '' the soicitor asked.

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

'' Yes, the Fire Brigade say the fire was certainly started deliberately, there seems to give been petrol involved. And Jones the Shop who had been delivering to her had apparently called the Police a few days earlier, concerned about her body politic of mind, but there was nil they could do '' gibe Mr Williams `` But she did n't severalize 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 musical note. It appears she has left everything to you. Of course it is unlikely that the insurance troupe will pay up on the sign of the zodiac, given the context, but your blood brother did make a lot of blood and investment, I ca n't say exactly how very much the demesne will be at the mo ... ''

Dai would birth liked to fend off the funeral. Particularly in view of Elizabeth I 's will he dreaded meeting her kin but it was impossible or him not to serve. He was also aware that it was uncertain exactly how a lot of the ash and bits of bone that had been scraped together to put in the coffin was actually Elizabeth I.

As it seemed he was the finale someone to see her awake he was bombarded by questions. Elizabeth 's jr. sister Louisa seemed to take a particularly morbid interest in the details of her sibling 's Death, she even wanted to visit the dilapidation 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 I 's distraint she could consume persuaded her to devolve to Monaco with them instead of her remaining alone in that disconsolate sequestrate house.

Elizabeth II 's brother, Guy, rescued him from their unwanted tending and apologised for Louisa 's behaviour. He drunkenly confided that she was nothing like her intelligent sensitive baby, but had been something of a wild kid when new, with learning and behavioural trouble. At the age of 15 she had to be quietly persuaded to receive an abortion and later had been referred to a psychiatrist because of her ego harming. Her parents were absolutely delighted when after expensive and hard preparation in etiquette and further psychiatric discourse a heir 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 find a way to possess the wedding, which had taken spot overseas, annulled ; he threatened that otherwise he would bring charges against her for rape, real bodily impairment and delusive imprisonment on several occasions during their honeymoon.

The next day Dai drove Louisa out to the ruined remains of Tyllwm Fawr. Standing inside the blackened stone paries, crunching over the fallen piece of music of slating, looking up at the Brobdingnagian bleak chimneys pointing skyward she suddenly turned to Dai saying `` Is all this really yours now ? ``

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

'' I love these wall made of huge Lucy Stone '' she said, running her hand over them, getting them covered in crock, then caressing the ancient masonry so that her red T-shirt bore nighttime smudges highlighting where her boob had pressed against the blackened gem.

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

'' I think the bare stones look nicer, a bit like a castle '' said Louisa, looking rung. `` You could even make a elbow room like a donjon, with mountain range fixed to the walls and barred windows and ... '' she enthused, biting her low-spirited lip and staring straight at Dai with intense dark glistening eyes, before looking down at her bemire top. `` This needs washing before I go back to mommy and Daddy '' she said in mock suffering. `` That cave with the pool in it is n't far away, I wanted to see where your brother died and I could rinse 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 resoluteness as he furtively looked at Louisa 's tanned trunk as she leaned over the pool washing her shirt then gaped as she brazenly stood and turned to face him with her little tit bouncing as she shook the pee off it.

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