Dai had always envied his elderberry bush brother, Huw. He had envied Huw's luck in getting a well paid job with Evans, Evans and Davy. He had envied Huw's huge sign of the zodiac up in the Brecon Beacons, so dissimilar from the terraced miner's cottage in Glynneath where Dai livedi, alone for the finis five years since their father had died with pneumoconiosis and their grief stricken female parent had hung herself in a disused and boarded up chapel. near of all Dai envied Elizabeth, Huw 's wife ; slim, gymnastic, from a wealthy crime syndicate and she even enjoyed potholing. Both Dai and Huw had been incisive cavers ever since an jaunt organised by the local anesthetic younker baseball club some thirteen years 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 social function when Huw and Elizabeth invited him to join them ; expeditions made all the more enjoyable by the opportunity to watch Elizabeth 's shapely fundament wriggling through a mean post in front line of him in a stopping point fitting wetsuit.

But now Huw was all in.

PC Mother Jones had brought the news to Dai while he was at body of work at the recycling centre, sitting him. down with a cup of tea in the portacabin before gently breaking the news. Even then he was a bit surprised that Huw had died in a undermine accident, but then they had always known the risks. However as more point emerged whole incident seemed very strange to Dai. The rest of the family, 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 sports. For most of them, brought up amongst the pit where nearly every Male worked tube and accidents did happen, though increasingly rarely in the latter years before the pit finally closed, it was just one of those affair. Though few of the older men could read why anyone should go underground for fun.

Dai could not understand why they should accept gone caving wearing just shorts and, in Elizabeths case, presumably a tee shirt. Even though it was a ardent sunny day above ground it would only be 11 degree hush-hush and Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb was a particularly wet cave where it was essential to plunk through a very tight horizontal slot in a sump, lined top and bottom with jaggy careen, to enter boost than 20 beat. 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 often snagged and tore when visiting cavers scrambled through the cesspool as, though shallow, it was quite wide so it was of import to select the correct itinerary through. But both Huw and Elizabeth knew that particular cave system so well, being topical anesthetic, that they surely wouldn't have dived there, or indeed anywhere, without at least a wet suit.

He knew he would meet his pal 's widow woman at the funeral but realised it would be insensitive to quiz her about the accident then, yet hoped she might reveal something to him to explain 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 flush and yet, though he kept trying to bottle up his mistrust, the whole incident did look very strange.

At the funeral he tried to casually approach Elizabeth I several times but she always managed to avoid him. Indeed she seemed to eschew all troupe and people, even her own class, largely ignored her. He thought she looked very wan and her face looked a bit diluent than he remembered. This combined with the elaborate but bulky, almost square-toed, melanise dress she had chosen to wear made her look old than her twenty six years. At the viewing after the service she seemed unsteady on her feet and then unexpectedly he found her next to him, grabbing his arm for funding as she headed for a chair. `` Dai ! '' she said weakly `` I need a drink, be a honey and get me another two-fold gin with a elan of soda water. ``

Dai 's initiative thought was that she stank ! He realised that she was probably so sloshed that she had shat herself, yet out of pity fetched her another drinkable. Aunt Angharad then collared Dai and tearfully commiserated with him and warned him not to behave on with any more of this zany, dangerous going into caves up in the mountains as she did n't want to recede both her nephews. When Dai looked bout again later there was no sign of Elizabeth.

After a few week everyone seemed to hold forgotten about his brother 's death and yet the more Dai thought about it the less he could understand what might really give happened. Huw had drowned, his body was grazed and his shorts torn but the cause of end was, apparently, drowning. However when he got a written matter of the full news report from the coroner 's office it did mention that a small amount alcohol was found in his blood, but was not considered a contributive factor. Not a contributory factor ! Huw must have been mad to enter Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb after imbibition, and surely Elizabeth II must have had Sir Thomas More sense. Dai tried to put it all behind him but the manner of his crony 's death preyed on his head and eventually he decided to see if Elizabeth had remained at their household in the beacon fire, though he thought she would almost certainly have joined her parents in Monaco as he doubted she had any penny-pinching friend in Dixie Wales … unless perhaps a relationship with a VERY fold Friend had tempted her to arrange the `` accident '' ?

Dai had only twice ever been invited to Tyllwm Fawr but had been very affect by the alone 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 had indeed left. But then he saw her Mercedes sofa bed 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 pull a rusty chain attached to a bell on a spring above the heavy oak doorway when he noticed a somewhat incongruous intercommunication system 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 's placidity voice on the intercommunication system `` Who is it. ``

On hearing that it was Dai she replied `` I was wondering when you were going to come, I thought perhaps you were going to leave until it was it too late. '' There was a pause `` Come in, just sprain the grip then push hard, the front doorway 's not locked. I 'm on a higher floor, mo door on the right. ``

The planetary house seemed dour and quiet compared with his late visits and then he had only been into the lounge and kitchen. With all the window closed and shuttered the mansion and stairway smelt must musty, damp and distinctly unpleasant. With little light it was unmanageable to see on the upstair landing with its darkness oak panelling. As apprise Dai opened what he judged to be the second room access on the rightfulness but the elbow room was in iniquity so he had already started closing it again when the somewhat dim light was switched on.

'' Dai ? '' queried a debile representative as he looked round the room in astonishment. His regard was first drawn to a snooker cue rack fixed to the wall just inside the door, but instead of cue stick it held a excerpt of canes and a couple of bullwhips with their ends trailing across the floor. The walls were a combination of oak paneling and large full tiptop mirrors. There was untidy jumble of caving equipment in one corner and empty-bellied gin and wine-colored nursing bottle littered the storey, but his care was drawn to an inconguous heavily built rectangular frame of lighter colorize oak to which was attached various iron rings, range and manacles. And the room stank so badly he could hardly emit.

'' I 'm over here '' came Elizabeth I 's weak vocalism from the four poster bed to his left. Dai turned and stared at her propped up in bed covered by a duvet so foul that he couldn't tell what colour or pattern it might originally have been. Her nerve was even thinner and paler 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 take hold of her and welt her to the systema skeletale and trounce 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 tranquilize admission.

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

With an effort she leaned forward and threw the continental quilt aside to disclose her slender naked organic structure lying on a sodden brown stained sheet of paper. Staring at her belly Dai stammered `` You, you're meaning '' before moving his gaze up to the pert breasts he had long dreamed of getting a glimpse of, though her breasts, hip ribs and hips appeared to be slightly scarred with several healing excision.

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 get out radiocarpal joint tight"Sit on me"she entreated.

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

'' Sit on my belly ! '' she screamed pulling him onto her with surprise strength so he fell forward across her defenseless trunk as she lifted and spread her knees. As he fell across her his right wing cubitus landed on her swollen belly which totally collapsed beneath his weight as a squelching fart came from her arse and a wooden-headed brown bloody liquid gushed across the sail between her spread thighs.

Dai stared in amazement at her now excavate belly below her bony rib cage. As her agonize thigh-slapper gave way to crying he took her amazingly light dead body in his arms and lifted her away from the stinking mess and placed her gently on the early side of the bed. Then, looking down, he realised the figurehead of his shirt and blue jean were now soaked in her bloody mess. Sprawled on her back Elizabeth bed cover out her unnaturaly pale, melt off coat of arms and then drew her wasted but still shapely legs apart and, between shit muttered `` shag me '' then, cheap and more desperately"shtup me, before it 's too of late !"

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

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

'' We were just messing about '' Elizabeth I repeated. `` We 'd had a few tumblers of vino and he wanted to shag me there on the spread hillside. I said mortal would probably see us, there were a lot of walker around being a fine sunny day. Huw said he did n't care. I told him to get somewhere more secluded. ``

She paused for breath `` out-of-doors that bottleful for me please, darling '' she entreated pointing to a bottle of Pinot Blanc on the level. As Dai obediently opened it with the corkscrew from her bedside board she continued `` Huw suggested Gwaindynngwlyb Cave. It was a very hot day and I agreed, it would be pleasantly cool down in the cave entrance and it was only fifteen proceedings away. I was hot and thirsty when we got there, Huw took off his shirt and opened another bottle of wine but I grabbed it off him and drank half of it straight from the bottleful as he undid my belt and pulled down my short. '' She grabbed the bottle Dai had just opened and gulped from it, dribbling wine down her chin to drip onto her chest.

'' I lay down and spread my legs for him to shaft me '' she said, spreading her legs wider as she spoke so more shitty shitty liquid soaked into the bedsheet between them. `` He just teased me, then said he 'd screw me the far position of the sink. I said he must be mad, if I tried crawling through the sump without a wet lawsuit it would rip my pap off ! He said if I did n't at least try he would n't eff me, and would stimulate me take the air domicile in just my trim tee shirt without my shorts or step-in. I just laughed, while he picked up a longsighted straight stick, to serve me find my way he said. Oh Savior ! I need some more codeine Dai '' she interrupted.

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

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

She continued `` I took off my t-shirt and trainer and entered the water stark naked, I shrieked at the cold but Huw just handed me the nursing bottle for another draft of wine. Huw took off his boots and windsock and waded into the water system following to me, mocking me, saying how delightfully warm it was and slashing at my buttocks with that bloody stick he 'd find fault up. ``

'' Why was he being so cruel ... '' Dai started to ask before remembering the `` plaything '' with which the bedroom was decorated. As he wondered about his brother 's arcanum life Dai 's tool hardened again, perhaps Elizabeth I noticed the swelling in his pant for she tugged at his soiled shirt, motioning for him to polish off it.

While Dai pulled his shirt off over his mind Elizabeth continued `` I took a deep breath and dived down, feeling along the sharp loose gemstone in the bed of the pool for the one-armed bandit at the floor of the wall in strawman. Finding it I hesitated. The roof of the underwater slot has a series of sharp ridges while the bottom comprises jagged stone leaving a gap little more than a foot heights between them. ``

'' I do live that '' interrupted Dai.

'' Of track, I forgot '' she replied. `` I came up for air but Huw inserted the end of that stick into my buns, he 'd started getting into that sort of thing recently. He said it was so he could guide me, then he pushed my forefront back under the water towards the slot before I had taken a right deep breath. I wriggled in and tried to deplume myself forward but first the Harlan F. Stone ridges grazed my arms and shoulders then my titmouse started snagging on the rocks below. ``

She paused to take the now almost empty bottle from Dai and empty the remaining contents down her pharynx. `` The stupid bastard got carried away and pushed the stick forward as hard as he could. I was stuck with acuate number of rock snagged on my costa and teat but he forced that fucking stick right into me, the botheration was excruciating it had gone straight in as far as it could then I felt something give way and my gut tearing near the small of my dorsum, my whole belly filled with pain as my lungs emptied of air and started filling with water through my mouth. '' Elizabeth I 's nude body shuddered at the store of that moment.

'' I finally dragged myself liberal, the pinning rocks were tearing through my flesh, and emerged to break the Earth's surface of the water in the swarthiness of the sleeping accommodation beyond. The joystick must have been at least 15 in inside me ! I screamed and the screaming echoed back to deaf me. I think it was only when he broke the aerofoil of the piss somewhere in the darkness alongside me and pick up my howler 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 knowingness as he reached down between my pegleg to extract the fuck joint.

'' I felt him pulling away and panicked, I could n't think what he 'd just done to me ! I grabbed his legs and clung on furiously as he dived back into the sink. We had no torches of class and I think he too must have become disorientated, because he seemed to get stuck this time. My head was back under water but I groped up his thighs and grasped the waistband of his trunks, ripping them down with my left hand while my compensate hand grabbed his bollock '' she paused and stared into my middle, tears streaming down her face.

'' I squeezed and clawed at his privates, trying to reassign the crippling pain in the neck from my arse and belly to him, not caring that I couldn't breathe. He was kicking wildly at first, hitting me in the facial expression making me gulp in water but his kicking became less directed and Sir Thomas More spastic as I became dizzy and eventually had to let go and float to the surface again. I crawled up out of the piddle and just lay there shivering, feeling warm origin trickling down my thighs. I was cognizant I would soon die if I stayed there so I steeled myself to dive through the frigidity pee again. In the pitching bleak of the cave I was disorientated and it took me three attempts to find oneself the slot in the basis of the rock candy at the bottom of the pocket billiards to wriggle my way back out. Luckily it seems that I chose the right road as I didn't get too stuck, nor did I encounter Huw. '' Elizabeth II paused, closing her eyes.

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

Looking down avoiding Dai 's stare she resumed `` Huw 's boots and shirt were still there, I waited. I put my jersey on but blood was still running down my wet thighs and I was scared. I was scared what would go of me, I could severalize that the ass stick had done horrific terms inside me. I wanted Hugh. Even though he had done this awful thing to me I wanted him, he would make it just, somehow. But he didn't come out, I stared at the dark still pool at the end of the cave but he didn't seminal fluid. ``

'' Who found you ? '' asked Dai.

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

'' What about the ambulance '' queried Dai.

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

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

'' Do you really think I could do that to Huw, even though he's dead ? Also my folk have been caused enough disgrace in the past by my little babe and I could never face up the shame myself anyway. I know enough biology to realise my large intestine must possess been ripped decently open and my lowly bowel mangled, he did force that control stick 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 empty hurled it across the room to bang up against the panelling. `` I 've not eaten anything since, apart from tablet, but my belly still fills with bull. There should be some more nursing bottle under the bed, come on let 's fucking party ! And get those filthy pant off, you 've got my tinker's dam all down the presence of them. '' Dai was shocked that she was actually smiling at him. He pulled out a cold 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 smell so much. ``

After the pair of them had three fourth 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 mineral vein must contain more strong drink than line of descent by now. ``

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

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

Dai looked back at her picket thin out contorted eubstance, the big rampart mirrors allowed him to view her poor nudity from three different angle. She reached out towards him with her left hand `` fucking me, fuck me now before it 's too late '' she entreated. `` You always wanted to, I could severalise the way you looked at me. I know how revolting I am now but if you get pissed enough you wo n't manage ! ``

Hating himself, Dai dropped his trousers and gently caught her before she slid to the floor. After carefully laying her back on the moistness, filthy bed he finished off the brandy. `` Come on, love me ! '' she screamed impatiently `` trauma me, hit me, bite me ! '' she pleaded, grasping his arm tightly in her thin out hand `` Anything to do me palpate something early than this continuous killing pain in my fucking belly, please ... ! take on retaliation on me for killing you crony, fucking do something ! '' she sobbed, split streaming down her face.

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

'' I ... killed ... your ... buddy '' she stated, slowly and deliberately. Dai pulled back his right arm and punched his fist into her stupid grin aspect. He felt her nose crack beneath his brass knucks and descent spurted down over her mouth as it opened. He felt his pelvic girdle sink down onto her and he guided his steel hard cock into her moist cunt. She grabbed his book binding and pulled him violently down onto her frail consistence, sinking her untrimmed fingernails into his back.

'' Bitch '' he screamed in from her ancestry splattered side, as he felt the stinging pain in his rachis and warm rake started to trickle down the position of his chest. He viciously thrust his cock as deep into her as he could, then almost withdrew I before thrusting mysterious again with all his system of weights behind his hips.

'' Yes ! '' Elizabeth screamed, spittle and profligate spraying his nerve, making him hurl harder and faster in an endeavor to hurt 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 stand for to .... ''

'' Have another drink and try again then '' she implored, grabbing the rachis of his neck, but too weak to draw out him towards her. Dai was shocked, he was ashamed at the fury 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 feeding bottle of Chateau Margaux which he opened and gulped straight from the bottle before handing the remaining two thirds to Elizabeth.

'' Sir Thomas More ! '' she pleaded, so he reached beneath the bed for another bottle. `` No ! '' she shouted `` piece of tail me some more. '' Dai looked down at his limp penis. `` Use your fingers, shove your hand in, just do me again ! '' Dai obediently inserted two, then three, fingers and, grasping her pubic ivory with his thumb, started working them in and out, soon adding the fourth part finger's breadth - stretching and thrusting until she came, arching her book binding and lottery in her stomach as more stinking fluid trickled from her dilate anus to run back beneath her sprawled body.

The stink, the extravagant alcohol and shame made Dai palpate disgusted and dizzy. The room seemed to spin and Dai vomited over Elizabeth II 's limp sweaty torso before collapsing alongside her.

Dai must experience slept for respective hours before he awoke with his mouth dry and for various seconds 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 eubstance feeding on the exertion and vomit, for a moment he thought she was dead but then saw her ribs rising and falling slowly. He noticed that her belly was again swollen and bloated. He was inhuman and he needed the toilet, as he opened the door onto the landing he was surprised to find that it was now obscure outside and had to try various room access before he found the bathroom. He relieved himself and thankfully gulped down two or three glasses of water to slack his burning hungriness, his headway ached and he knew he ought to get away from this house immediately without looking back.

Dai went back into the bedchamber, after breathing the freshman air outside the stink seemed even high-risk than he remembered. He pulled up a chairperson to face the bed and sat down, staring at Elizabeth II 's ruined body and ashamed that he was himself responsible for her vain bloody expression.

When she started to waken it was obvious to Dai that her attempt to roll on her side to face him was causing her painful sensation. He made no attempt to help her but just watched her face as by reaching out to the bedpost she was able to drag herself up into a half sitting stance. He was getting a concentrated on - it appalled him yet he just sat and stared at the full chagrin and degradation of this once beautiful woman. Her bloated abdomen revolted him, he remembered how adulterate 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 erect cock. It wasn't just Elizabeth who was humiliated now !

'' Get me a pen, theme and envelope from that chest '' she surprisingly commanded him. He didn't movement. 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 deadened get that Krauthead can from behind the caving gear in the corner. soakage this elbow room and everything in it then set fire to this unscathed fucking passel ! '' She paused before continuing rather more shakily `` I 'm going to save a note, I 've got to tell how I ca n't live without Huw, how I blame myself ... ''

After she sealed the bank bill she addressed it to her solicitor and handed it to Huw saying `` Take it, say you visited me yesterday and I asked you to generate it to him in the event of anything happening to me. I ca n't put on the line 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 tears in his eyes. With a seismic disturbance he realised that her care was also focussed on his dick for her delicate finger's breadth had started caressing it. He pulled himself away from, confused by his own flavor. She pulled her bridge player back, then clasped both handwriting across her swollen belly. Uncertain what she expected of him Dai wondered should he squelch 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 plug it, as if pushing her backbone into shape would cause everything alright again.

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

Dai looked across the elbow 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 salute from as Dai studied the frame.

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

Elizabeth I 's neutralize body was so lightness it was easy for Dai to uprise her up to stand compliantly, if shakily, on the president, resting her head back against the wall as he bound her radiocarpal joint to iron ring at the top corners, hurrying to get her secure before her stage crumpled beneath her.

Once secured he stepped down and carefully pulled the electric chair away so that her stretched sleeve took her total weight but though her belly pull in in slightly as her rib cage was expanded upwards only a small drip of reddish brown fluid ran down the inside of her thighs.

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

Dai tenderly placed a paw 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 other bridge player alongside the world-class one `` Do you want some more codeine, take the eternal rest of the packet ... ''

'' Just hurry up and fucking pushing ! '' she screamed, the effort making her dilute branch tense as she struggled to contract her filter rib cage so that she could submit another breath.

Dai took a diminished stone's throw back then leaned forwards pushing hard with his helping hand. The swelling just squished out sideways so he circulate his hands slightly and swing over his replete weight unit behind them. She threw her forefront back and uttered a strange high pitched scream, as she lifted and spread her knees almost hitting him in the face a indorse before he felt his hands sink abstruse into her belly and a revolting glutinous John Brown spate was squirted down the wall between her legs.

Dai sank to his knees still staring up at her with split forming in his center. She was still and her eyes were closed, but then he noticed that her ribs 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 stew no trickling down her flattened abdomen. She groaned and lifted her school principal a little, staring straight at him with dark glistening eyes.

'' I 'm dismal, I 'm so no-count '' Dai stammered, his side reddening in shame as her gaze moved down to his vertical appendage. `` I ca n't aid it, what can I do ! '' he cried.

'' Fuck me. Fuck me now ! fucking me hard ! '' she implored, her unnaturally wide dark eyes again staring deep into his. `` Quick, before it 's too deep, do it NOW ! ``

Dai hurriedly retrieved the chair again placing it in front of her and pushed his by now throbbing turncock between her wet labia then thrust deep into her. She screamed again but thrust her hip violently towards him. He thrust again and again, then the vivid climax gap from his groin to enwrap his whole torso 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 dead body while his cock felt as though it was swelling further and might detonate rich inside her irregularly palpitation body.

scream, Elizabeth threw her head back then arched her body away from the paries, the pale perspiring hide stretched revealingly mean across her over expanded ribs above her knotted abdominal sinew. Her pelvic arch pushed Dai back off the chair so that he had to grab her bony shoulders as his fundament slipped off it.

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

She did n't reply, as he stood back up her eyes did n't accompany him, a match of fly front settled on her fount, one on the still trickle of rip beneath her nose, the other crawling into the position of her slightly opened oral fissure. Outraged Dai slapped at them, her now lank hair fell across her face but she made no former movement. He stared at her motionless chest, then stepped back to sit on the bottom of the inning of the bed staring at her exquisitely displayed body. boost flies settled, attracted to the now drying perspiration but he just watched them. For at least an hour he continued to be transfixed by the obscenely revelation carcass hanging by its stretched emaciated arms.

As he drove away with his lastly image of her etched on his mind, a her pale wracked body glistening with the gasoline he had doused it in, he struggled to retain on the specialize route. At the junction with the main route at the top of the Hill he stopped and looked back. The orange glow of the sun just rising in the E appeared to be reflected by the downstairs windows of the rambling grey house, but he knew that there would probably be little left over once the flaming reached the gasolene soaked chamber. Desperate to strip off his sticky stinking dress and take a bath or rain shower he turned away and drove on home without looking back again.

When Elizabeth 's solicitor phoned and asked Dai to fall back to his office the day after he had, as she had instructed, handed him the sealed gasbag he felt a rising sense of apprehension. As Mr Hank Williams 's escritoire ushered him into his office he was relieved to see that the solicitor was, at to the lowest degree, alone.

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

'' I rather guessed as soon as I heard about the attack, she did n't seem to let got over Huw 's death at all when I visited her. '' Dai said quietly, adding `` I do n't retrieve she had left the business firm 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 psyche, but there was zilch they could do '' agreed Mr Bernard Arthur Owen Williams `` But she did n't tell you what else she had written then ? ``

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

'' Mrs D. W. Griffith wrote a new will on the backrest of the suicide musical note. It appears she has left everything to you. Of form it is unbelievable that the insurance company will pay up on the house, given the consideration, but your buddy did induce a lot of stemma and investments, I ca n't say exactly how practically the estate will be at the mo ... ''

Dai would have liked to avoid the funeral. Particularly in view of Elizabeth II 's will he dreaded meeting her menage but it was out of the question or him not to look. He was also aware that it was uncertain exactly how much of the ash and bits of ivory that had been scraped together to put in the coffin was actually Elizabeth.

As it seemed he was the stopping point person to see her animated he was bombarded by questions. Elizabeth II 's younger baby Louisa seemed to take a particularly diseased interest in the details of her sibling 's demise, she even wanted to visit the ruins of Tyllwm Fawr to see where she had died. Her mother kept berating herself for not attending Huw 's funeral, she was convinced that had she seen Elizabeth I 's distress she could have persuaded her to bring back to Monaco with them instead of her remaining alone in that gloomy quarantined house.

Elizabeth 's brother, Guy, rescued him from their unwanted care and apologised for Louisa 's behaviour. He drunkenly confided that she was nothing like her intelligent sensible sister, but had been something of a crazy small fry when Cy Young, with acquisition and behavioural difficulties. At the age of fifteen she had to be quietly persuaded to cause an abortion and later had been referred to a psychiatrist because of her ego harming. Her parents were absolutely delighted when after expensive and difficult grooming in etiquette and further psychiatric discourse a heir to a barony had actually proposed to her ! However just over a week after her nuptials to the handsome, if impoverished, aristocrat he had persuaded her parents to find a way to experience the wedding, which had taken place overseas, annulled ; he threatened that otherwise he would make for charges against her for Assault, literal bodily harm and fictitious imprisonment on several occasions during their honeymoon.

The next day Dai drove Louisa out to the ruined clay of Tyllwm Fawr. Standing inside the nigrify stone rampart, crunching over the fallen piece of music of slate, 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 bulwark made of immense stones '' she said, running her hands over them, getting them covered in soot, then caressing the ancient masonry so that her red tee shirt tidal bore iniquity smudges highlighting where her breasts had pressed against the blackened 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 palace '' said Louisa, looking round. `` You could even attain a way like a dungeon, with Chain fixed to the rampart and barred Windows and ... '' she enthused, biting her take down lip and staring straight at Dai with vivid dark glistening eyes, before looking down at her soiled top. `` This needs washing before I go back to Mummy and papa '' she said in mock distress. `` That cave with the pool in it is n't far away, I wanted to see where your crony died and I could dampen 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 torso as she leaned over the pool washing her shirt then gaped as she brazenly stood and turned to face him with her slight titty bouncing as she shook the weewee off it.

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