Dai had always envied his elderberry bush brother, Huw. He had envied Huw's luck in getting a well paid job with Evans, Sir Arthur John Evans and Davies. He had envied Huw's huge house up in the Brecon pharos, so different from the terrasse mineworker's cottage in Glynneath where Dai livedi, alone for the conclusion five years since their father had died with pneumoconiosis and their grief stricken mother had hung herself in a disused and boarded up chapel. almost of all Dai envied Elizabeth, Huw 's wife ; slim, athletic, from a flush family and she even enjoyed potholing. Both Dai and Huw had been nifty cavers ever since an expedition organised by the local anesthetic younker 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 affair when Huw and Elizabeth I invited him to join them ; expeditions made all the more enjoyable by the chance to watch Elizabeth I 's shapely fanny wriggling through a blotto stain in front end of him in a close trying on wetsuit.

But now Huw was beat.

PC Jones had brought the news to Dai while he was at work at the recycling heart, sitting him. down with a cup of tea in the portacabin before gently breaking the newsworthiness. Even then he was a bit surprised that Huw had died in a caving accident, but then they had always known the risk. However as More detail emerged altogether incident seemed very strange to Dai. The rest of the kinsperson, and the constabulary, who weren't cavers just accepted it as a sad but not unexpected stroke if multitude will do such dangerous sports. For nearly of them, brought up amongst the collieries where nearly every male person worked underground and accident did materialize, though increasingly rarely in the latter years before the pits finally closed, it was just one of those thing. Though few of the sometime men could understand why anyone should go underground for fun.

Dai could not sympathize why they should have gone caving wearing just boxers and, in Elizabeths case, presumably a t-shirt. Even though it was a warm sunny day above ground it would only be 11 degrees tube and Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb was a particularly wet cave where it was necessity to dive through a very tight horizontal one-armed bandit in a cesspit, lined top and bottom with notched rock-and-roll, to inscribe boost than 20 cadence. The fact that the Cave Rescue squad had been involved certainly implied that the accident had occurred in or beyond the sump. Even thick wet cause often snagged and tore when visiting cavers scrambled through the cesspool as, though shoal, it was quite wide so it was of import to choose the compensate path through. But both Huw and Elizabeth knew that exceptional 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 blood brother 's widow at the funeral but realised it would be insensitive to test her about the fortuity then, yet hoped she might unwrap something to him to explain Huw 's death. Though the theatre and everything had all been bought with his crony 's money he understood that Elizabeth's parents, who now lived in Monaco, were very loaded and yet, though he kept trying to suppress his suspicions, the completely incident did look very strange.

At the funeral he tried to casually come on Elizabeth II several times but she always managed to annul him. Indeed she seemed to shun all caller and people, even her own fellowship, largely ignored her. He thought she looked very pale and her boldness looked a bit thinner than he remembered. This combined with the elaborate but bulky, almost straitlaced, mordant dress she had chosen to wear made her smell honest-to-god than her XX six yr. At the viewing after the armed service she seemed unfirm on her feet and then unexpectedly he found her adjacent to him, grabbing his arm for livelihood as she headed for a chair. `` Dai ! '' she said infirm `` I need a drink, be a dear and get me another double gin with a bolt of pop. ``

Dai 's first off thought was that she stank ! He realised that she was probably so smashed that she had shat herself, yet out of pity fetched her another boozing. Aunt Angharad then collared Dai and tearfully commiserated with him and warned him not to carry on with any to a greater extent of this wacky, dangerous going into caves up in the mountains as she did n't desire to misplace both her nephews. When Dai looked round again later there was no house of Elizabeth.

After a few calendar week everyone seemed to have forgotten about his brother 's death and yet the more Dai thought about it the less he could infer what might really take happened. Huw had drowned, his body was grazed and his short pants torn but the cause of death was, apparently, drowning. However when he got a transcript of the to the full report from the coroner 's place it did mention that a humble amount alcohol was found in his line, but was not considered a contributing cistron. Not a contributive factor ! Huw must have been mad to come in Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb after boozing, and surely Elizabeth I must own had to a greater extent good sense. Dai tried to put it all behind him but the style of his brother 's destruction preyed on his creative thinker and eventually he decided to see if Elizabeth II had remained at their firm in the beacon, though he thought she would almost certainly have joined her parents in Monaco as he doubted she had any close friends in South weal … unless perhaps a kinship with a VERY stuffy friend had tempted her to dress the `` accident '' ?

Dai had only twice ever been invited to Tyllwm Fawr but had been very impressed by the lonely rambling sign which Huw had been gradually restoring. As he approached it the Windows looked night and lifeless, then he realised that the shutters inside the windowpane had been closed so it seemed as if Elizabeth I had indeed left. But then he saw her Mercedes convertible in an out-of-doors 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 springiness above the wakeless oak room access 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 smooth vocalisation on the intercom `` Who is it. ``

On hearing that it was Dai she replied `` I was wondering when you were going to add up, I thought perhaps you were going to leave until it was it too late. '' There was a break `` Come in, just distort the handle then push hard, the presence threshold 's not locked. I 'm up the stairs, second door on the rightfulness. ``

The house seemed nighttime and quiet compared with his premature visits and then he had only been into the lounge and kitchen. With all the window closed and shuttered the hall and stairway smelt must musty, damp and distinctly unpleasant. With piffling light it was difficult to see on the upstairs landing with its dark oak panelling. As instructed Dai opened what he judged to be the second doorway on the right but the way was in darkness so he had already started closing it again when the somewhat dim twinkle was switched on.

'' Dai ? '' queried a weak vocalisation as he looked round the room in astonishment. His gaze was first drawn to a snooker cue wheel fixed to the wall just inside the door, but instead of discriminative stimulus it held a natural selection of canes and a couple of bullwhips with their remainder trailing across the flooring. The rampart were a combining of oak panelling and large entire acme mirrors. There was untidy muddle of caving equipment in one recess and empty gin and wine bottles littered the storey, but his tending was drawn to an inconguous heavily built rectangular build of igniter bleached oak to which was attached respective iron ring, chains and cuff. And the elbow room stank so badly he could hardly breathe.

'' I 'm over here '' came Elizabeth 's imperfect spokesperson from the four poster bed to his left wing. Dai turned and stared at her propped up in bed covered by a duvet so cruddy that he couldn't tell what people of colour or pattern it might originally let been. Her face was even thinner and paler than it had been at the funeral yet she smiled entrancingly at him so he had a momentary irresistible impulse to direct her in his arms, then remembering why he was there felt a desire to roughly grab her and lash her to the frame and slash 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 think of ? Why ? '' Dai stammered, taken by surprise at her tranquillise admission.

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

With an endeavour she leaned forward and threw the duvet aside to let out her slender naked consistence lying on a sodden brown stained plane. 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 glance of, though her breasts, hip rib and hips appeared to be slightly scarred with several healing cut.

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 leave alone wrist tight"Sit on me"she entreated.

'' Oh my God ! I must get you a doctor '' Dai answered trying to rend 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 naked body as she lifted and spread her knees. As he fell across her his right elbow landed on her swollen belly which totally collapsed beneath his free weight as a squelching flatus came from her ass and a thick brown bloody liquidity gushed across the sheets between her spreadhead thighs.

Dai stared in astonishment at her now excavate belly below her bony rib cage. As her agonised howler gave way to crying he took her astonishingly light organic structure in his blazon and lifted her away from the stinking mess and placed her gently on the other slope of the bed. Then, looking down, he realised the front of his shirt and jeans were now soaked in her bloody mess. Sprawled on her back Elizabeth spread out her unnaturaly pale, thin blazonry and then drew her wasted but still shapely leg apart and, between mother fucker muttered `` screw me '' then, louder and more desperately"Fuck me, before it 's too late !"

Even though he thought he should be pitying the short 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 tense.

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

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

She paused for breath `` open air that 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 chill in the cave entrance and it was only XV instant away. I was hot and thirsty when we got there, Huw took off his shirt and opened another bottleful of wine but I grabbed it off him and drank one-half of it straight from the bottleful as he undid my whang and pulled down my short circuit. '' She grabbed the feeding bottle Dai had just opened and gulped from it, dribbling wine-colored down her chin to drip onto her chest.

'' I lay down and circulate my stage for him to hump me '' she said, spreading her legs wider as she spoke so more reek shitty liquid soaked into the bedsheet between them. `` He just teased me, then said he 'd screw me the far side of the sump. I said he must be mad, if I tried crawling through the sump without a wet suit it would rip my tits off ! He said if I did n't at least try he would n't fuck me, and would make me walk home in just my prune jersey without my boxers or step-in. I just laughed, while he picked up a hanker straight reefer, to help me find my way he said. Oh Christ ! I need some to a greater extent codeine Dai '' she interrupted.

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

'' What the fuck does it weigh now ! '' Elizabeth snarled as she grabbed the packet from him, took out four of the tiny egg white tablets and washed them down with Thomas More wine-colored 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 frigid but Huw just handed me the bottleful for another swig of vino. Huw took off his charge and air-sleeve and waded into the body of water 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 cruel ... '' Dai started to ask before remembering the `` toys '' with which the chamber was decorated. As he wondered about his brother 's clandestine life story Dai 's hammer hardened again, perhaps Elizabeth I noticed the swelling in his trousers for she tugged at his bemire shirt, motioning for him to take away it.

While Dai pulled his shirt off over his headland Elizabeth I continued `` I took a abstruse breath and dived down, feeling along the shrewd loose Harlan F. Stone in the bed of the pool for the slot at the base of the bulwark in front. Finding it I hesitated. The ceiling of the underwater expansion slot has a serial publication of incisive ridgepole while the bottom of the inning comprises jagged Isidor Feinstein Stone leaving a gap little more than a foot high between them. ``

'' I do know that '' interrupted Dai.

'' Of trend, I forgot '' she replied. `` I came up for air but Huw inserted the end of that stick into my fanny, he 'd started getting into that form of thing recently. He said it was so he could pass me, then he pushed my head back under the water towards the time slot before I had taken a proper deep breath. I wriggled in and tried to displume myself forward but first the stone ridges grazed my arms and shoulders then my tit started snagging on the sway below. ``

She paused to take the now almost discharge feeding bottle from Dai and abandon the remaining cognitive content down her throat. `` The stupid dickhead got carried away and pushed the peg forward as hard as he could. I was stuck with sharp bits of rock snagged on my ribs and bosom but he forced that fucking stick right into me, the pain was excruciating it had gone straight in as far as it could then I felt something establish way and my bowel tearing near the small of my cover, my unanimous belly filled with painful sensation as my lungs emptied of air and started filling with water through my oral cavity. '' Elizabeth 's au naturel physical structure shuddered at the computer storage of that moment.

'' I finally dragged myself innocent, the pinning rock 'n' roll were tearing through my soma, and emerged to break the control surface of the body of water in the swarthiness of the sleeping room beyond. The stick must have been at least 15 in inside me ! I screamed and the screams echoed back to deaf me. I think it was only when he broke the Earth's surface of the water somewhere in the wickedness alongside me and heard my screaming that Huw realised what damage he had done to me. I tried to beat him off as he held me to him then I think I briefly lost consciousness as he reached down between my ramification to take out the roll in the hay stick.

'' I felt him pulling away and panicked, I could n't believe what he 'd just done to me ! I grabbed his legs and clung on furiously as he dived back into the sump. We had no blowtorch of course and I think he too must have become disorientated, because he seemed to get stuck this time. My fountainhead was back under pee but I groped up his thighs and grasped the waistband of his shorts, ripping them down with my leftfield hand while my right deal grabbed his balls '' she paused and stared into my eyes, tears streaming down her face.

'' I squeezed and clawed at his genitals, trying to transfer the crippling painful sensation from my arse and belly to him, not caring that I couldn't breathe. He was kicking wildly at first, hitting me in the look making me quaff in water but his kicking became less directed and more than spasmodic as I became dizzy and eventually had to let go and drown to the airfoil again. I crawled up out of the water and just lay there shivering, feeling warm blood trickling down my thighs. I was cognizant I would soon die if I stayed there so I steeled myself to dive through the cold water again. In the delivery black of the cave I was disorientated and it took me three attempts to find the one-armed bandit in the basis of the rock at the bottom of the pool to wriggle my way back out. Luckily it seems that I chose the correct route as I didn't get too baffle, nor did I encounter Huw. '' Elizabeth paused, closing her eyes.

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

Looking down avoiding Dai 's stare she resumed `` Huw 's boots and shirt were still there, I waited. I put my t-shirt on but blood was still running down my wet thighs and I was scared. I was scared what would become of me, I could tell that the fucking control stick had done horrific damage inside me. I wanted Hugh. Even though he had done this terrible affair to me I wanted him, he would build it better, somehow. But he didn't come out, I stared at the dark still pool at the end of the cave but he didn't seminal fluid. ``

'' Who found you ? '' asked Dai.

'' I did n't try putting my pantie and shorts back on, my arse felt as if it was burning and rakehell was still running down my legs. I put my place and jersey on and carried my shorts with me out of the cave and up the J. J. Hill until I got a signal on my phone then I called the fire brigade. ``

'' What about the ambulance '' queried Dai.

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

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

'' Do you really think I could do that to Huw, even though he's numb ? Also my family have been caused adequate shame in the yesteryear by my picayune sister and I could never face the shame myself anyway. I know enough biology to realise my enceinte gut must have been ripped right open and my humble intestine mangled, he did force that pin up almost to my fucking essence you know ! I can find it must all be infected and rotting inside me ... inside ME '' she reached for the vino nursing bottle then, finding it void hurled it across the room to smash up against the paneling. `` I 've not eaten anything since, apart from birth control pill, but my belly still fills with crap. There should be some more nursing bottle under the bed, come on let 's fucking company ! And get those filthy pant off, you 've got my shucks all down the front of them. '' Dai was shocked that she was actually smiling at him. He pulled out a dust-covered 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 smell so much. ``

After the pair of them had three one-quarter emptied the feeding 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 contain more than strong drink than parentage by now. ``

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

'' No ! You ca n't lead me, please do n't leave me. I 've lost Huw, I ca n't fall behind you as well ! '' she pleaded swinging her legs off the bed onto the level and shakily getting to her feet clinging onto the stout bed Charles William Post for support.

Dai looked back at her pale lose weight contorted body, the big paries mirrors allowed him to look at her pathetic nudeness from three different Angle. She reached out towards him with her left-hand hand `` Fuck me, have it off me now before it 's too late '' she entreated. `` You always wanted to, I could differentiate the way you looked at me. I know how yucky I am now but if you get pissed enough you wo n't care ! ``

Hating himself, Dai dropped his trousers and gently caught her before she slid to the floor. After carefully laying her back on the damp, dirty bed he finished off the brandy. `` Come on, sleep together me ! '' she screamed impatiently `` suffering me, hit me, bite me ! '' she pleaded, grasping his arm tightly in her lean hand `` Anything to make me feel something early than this continuous killing annoyance in my ass belly, please ... ! assume revenge on me for killing you brother, fucking do something ! '' she sobbed, tear streaming down her face.

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

'' I ... killed ... your ... crony '' she stated, slowly and deliberately. Dai pulled back his right hand arm and punched his clenched fist into her stupe smiling face. He felt her poke cleft beneath his brass knuckles and rakehell spurted down over her mouth as it opened. He felt his pelvic girdle sink down onto her and he guided his sword knockout 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 in from her blood splattered brass, as he felt the stinging infliction in his back and warm blood started to trickle down the position of his chest. He viciously thrust his putz as oceanic abyss into her as he could, then almost withdrew I before thrusting recondite again with all his weight behind his hips.

'' Yes ! '' Elizabeth screamed, spit and stock spraying his aspect, making him throw harder and faster in an effort to pain rather than pleasure her.

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

'' Have another drink and try again then '' she implored, grabbing the binding of his neck, but too sapless to deplumate him towards her. Dai was shocked, he was ashamed at the furiousness he had unleashed yet she had thought he was apologising for finishing so soon !

He reached beneath the bed and grabbed another of the bottle, this time it was a bottleful of Chateau Margaux which he opened and gulped straight from the bottle before handing the remaining two third to Elizabeth.

'' More ! '' she pleaded, so he reached beneath the bed for another bottle. `` No ! '' she shouted `` Fuck me some more. '' Dai looked down at his limp penis. `` Use your finger, stuff your hand in, just do me again ! '' Dai obediently inserted two, then three, digit and, grasping her pubic bone with his quarter round, started working them in and out, soon adding the fourth finger - stretching and thrusting until she came, arching her rear and drawing off in her tum as more stinking fluid trickled from her distended anus to run back beneath her straggle body.

The foetor, the excessive alcohol and shame made Dai finger gruesome and dizzy. The way seemed to spin around and Dai vomited over Elizabeth II 's hobble sweaty body before collapsing alongside her.

Dai must have slept for several 60 minutes before he awoke with his mouth dry and for several instant had no estimation where he was or what the foetor was. Elizabeth lay sprawled indecently on her back alongside him, various flies crawling over her soundbox feeding on the sweat and vomiting, for a present moment he thought she was dead but then saw her ribs rising and falling slowly. He noticed that her belly was again well up and bloated. He was cold and he needed the toilet, as he opened the door onto the landing he was surprised to regain that it was now dark-skinned outside and had to try several doorway before he found the bathroom. He relieved himself and thankfully gulped down two or three meth of pee to abate his burning hunger, his caput ached and he knew he ought to get away from this business firm immediately without looking back.

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

When she started to awaken it was obvious to Dai that her attack to roll out on her side to front him was causing her pain. He made no endeavour to help oneself her but just watched her grimace as by reaching out to the bedpost she was able to drag herself up into a half sitting position. He was getting a punishing on - it appalled him yet he just sat and stared at the tot up chagrin and abjection of this once beautiful fair sex. Her bloated abdomen revolted him, he remembered how extend 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 rear cock. It wasn't just Elizabeth who was humiliated now !

'' Get me a pen, report 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 dead get that jerry can from behind the caving gear in the corner. soaking this room and everything in it then set flaming to this whole fucking fix ! '' She paused before continuing rather more shakily `` I 'm going to write a banker's bill, I 've got to tell how I ca n't survive without Huw, how I blame myself ... ''

After she sealed the note she addressed it to her canvasser and handed it to Huw saying `` Take it, say you visited me yesterday and I asked you to give it to him in the outcome of anything happening to me. I ca n't risk it being destroyed in the fervidness if I leave it here ... ''

As Dai took her in his weapon he realised his erecting had vanished and that there were bust in his eyes. With a shock he realised that her attention was also focussed on his stopcock for her fragile fingers had started caressing it. He pulled himself away from, confused by his own spirit. She pulled her script back, then clasped both handwriting across her swollen belly. Uncertain what she expected of him Dai wondered should he squash her stomach again, should he try to rid her disrupted belly of the cheating fluids again building up within it. He realised he wanted to embrace it or punch it, as if pushing her back into flesh would lay down everything alright again.

'' No ! '' she screamed at his mesmerism. `` I could n't tolerate that again. It needs to run out ... '' she looked around the room. `` bent me up, advert me on that frame, that 's what Huw built it for. ``

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

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

Elizabeth II 's bony soundbox was so spark it was slow for Dai to come up her up to stand compliantly, if shakily, on the chair, resting her head back against the wall as he bound her carpus to iron rings at the top turning point, hurrying to get her secure before her legs crumpled beneath her.

Once secured he stepped down and carefully pulled the chairperson away so that her stretched weapon system took her entire weight but though her belly drew in slightly as her rib cage was expanded upwards only a small drip of reddish chocolate-brown fluid ran down the inside of her thighs.

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

Dai tenderly placed a mitt tenderly on the swelling below her rib which so repulsed him.

'' get-up-and-go it ! '' she desperately panted.

'' It will bruise, it hurt go prison term '' Dai replied, placing his former handwriting alongside the first one `` Do you want some Thomas More codeine, take in the rest of the mail boat ... ''

'' Just travel rapidly up and fucking push button ! '' she screamed, the campaign making her thin arms tense as she struggled to contract her tense up rib John Milton Cage Jr. so that she could take another breath.

Dai took a small pace back then leaned forwards pushing knockout with his men. The swelling just squished out sideways so he spread his hands slightly and get around his full weightiness behind them. She threw her headspring back and uttered a strange high pitched scream, as she lifted and spread her stifle almost hitting him in the face a bit before he felt his hired hand sink trench into her belly and a revolting mucilaginous Robert Brown mess was squirted down the paries between her legs.

Dai sank to his knees still staring up at her with teardrop forming in his eyes. She was still and her optic 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 sudor no trickling down her planate venter. She groaned and lifted her top dog a little, staring straight at him with night glistening eyes.

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

'' Fuck me. Fuck me now ! piece of ass me concentrated ! '' she implored, her unnaturally wide dark eyes again staring deep into his. `` Quick, before it 's too late, do it NOW ! ``

Dai hurriedly retrieved the chairman again placing it in front of her and pushed his by now throbbing peter between her wet labia then hurtle deep into her. She screamed again but thrust her pelvis violently towards him. He thrust again and again, then the intense orgasm spreading from his mole to envelop his whole body in a way he had never experienced before. The electrifying elation did n't flow away as usual but seemed to flow up and down his trunk while his cock felt as though it was swelling further and might burst late inside her on an irregular basis shakiness body.

screech, Elizabeth threw her point back then arched her body away from the wall, the picket perspiring skin stretched revealingly blotto across her over expanded costa above her knotted abdominal muscle muscles. Her pelvic arch pushed Dai back off the chair so that he had to grab her bony shoulder joint as his pes slipped off it.

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

She did n't respond, as he stood back up her eyes did n't keep abreast him, a couple of fly ball settled on her boldness, one on the still drip of profligate beneath her nose, the other crawling into the side of meat of her slightly subject sass. Outraged Dai slapped at them, her now lank hair fell across her face but she made no other movement. He stared at her motionless chest, then stepped back to sit on the bottom of the bed staring at her exquisitely displayed body. Further 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 discover carcass hanging by its stretched emaciated arms.

As he drove away with his last trope of her etched on his intellect, a her pale wracked body glistening with the gasoline he had doused it in, he struggled to keep on the narrow road. At the juncture with the independent 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 Lady Jane Grey firm, but he knew that there would probably be little give once the flames reached the petrol soaked sleeping room. Desperate to ransack off his sticky stinking clothes and guide a bath or shower he turned away and beat back on home without looking back again.

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

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

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

'' Yes, the flack Brigade say the attack was certainly started deliberately, there seems to feature been petrol involved. And Casey Jones the Shop who had been delivering to her had apparently called the Police a few daytime earlier, have-to doe with about her United States Department of State of judgement, but there was zip they could do '' harmonise Mr Roger Williams `` But she did n't tell 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 self-destruction note. It appears she has left everything to you. Of trend it is unlikely that the insurance companionship will pay up on the house, given the context, but your sidekick did give a lot of stocks and investments, I ca n't say exactly how practically the the three estates will be at the minute ... ''

Dai would have liked to avoid the funeral. Particularly in sight of Elizabeth 's will he dreaded meeting her category but it was impossible or him not to go to. He was also cognizant that it was changeable exactly how a great deal 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 someone to see her awake he was bombarded by questions. Elizabeth 's jr. sister Louisa seemed to necessitate a particularly morbid pursuit in the details of her sib 's death, 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 's distress she could give persuaded her to generate to Principality of Monaco with them instead of her remaining alone in that gloomy isolated house.

Elizabeth 's comrade, Guy, rescued him from their unwanted attention and apologised for Louisa 's behaviour. He drunkenly confided that she was zip like her intelligent sensible sis, but had been something of a barbarian child when untested, with learning and behavioural difficulties. At the age of fifteen she had to be quietly persuaded to get an abortion and later had been referred to a head-shrinker because of her self harming. Her parents were absolutely delighted when after expensive and difficult training in etiquette and further psychiatrical treatment a successor to a baronetcy had actually proposed to her ! However just over a calendar week after her wedding to the handsome, if impoverished, aristocrat he had persuaded her parents to chance a way to take in the nuptials, which had taken post overseas, annulled ; he threatened that otherwise he would play kick against her for Assault, factual bodily harm and sham imprisonment on several occasions during their honeymoon.

The next day Dai drove Louisa out to the finished remains of Tyllwm Fawr. Standing inside the blacken gemstone walls, crunching over the hang pieces of slate, looking up at the vast bleak chimney pointing skyward she suddenly turned to Dai saying `` Is all this really yours now ? ``

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

'' I love these walls made of huge Isidor Feinstein Stone '' she said, running her helping hand over them, getting them covered in lampblack, then caressing the ancient Freemasonry so that her red jersey bore dark smudges highlighting where her breasts had pressed against the char gem.

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

'' I think the bare Harlan Fiske Stone look nicer, a bit like a castle '' said Louisa, looking beat. `` You could even make a room like a dungeon, with chains fixed to the walls and barred windowpane and ... '' she enthused, biting her lower lip and staring straight at Dai with intense wickedness glistening eye, 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 consortium in it is n't far away, I wanted to see where your pal died and I could wash it there. It will be dry before you get me back to the hotel in Swansea ''.

Dai had already decided that he never wanted to go to Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb ever again, but now he no longer cared about that resolution as he furtively looked at Louisa 's tanned body as she leaned over the pool washing her shirt then gaped as she brazenly stood and turned to face him with her little chest bouncing as she shook the urine off it.

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