Dai had always envied his elder brother, Huw. He had envied Huw's luck in getting a well paid job with Evans, Evans and Davies. He had envied Huw's huge house up in the Brecon Beacons, so unlike from the terrace mineworker's cottage in Glynneath where Dai livedi, alone for the conclusion five old age since their male parent 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, Huw 's married woman ; slim, acrobatic, from a wealthy family and she even enjoyed potholing. Both Dai and Huw had been keen cavers ever since an expedition organised by the local youth baseball club some thirteen years ago. Before Huw had got married he and Dai had gone potholing together at to the lowest degree once a month and even now he looked forward to the increasingly rare occasions when Huw and Elizabeth invited him to join them ; expeditions made all the more pleasurable by the opportunity to watch Elizabeth 's shapely arse wriggling through a stringent spot in front of him in a close fitting wetsuit.

But now Huw was dead.

PC Jones had brought the tidings to Dai while he was at work at the recycling centre, sitting him. down with a cup of tea in the portacabin before gently breaking the word. Even then he was a bit surprised that Huw had died in a caving accident, but then they had always known the risks. However as more details emerged whole incident seemed very foreign to Dai. The sleep of the family, and the police, who weren't cavers just accepted it as a sad but not unexpected accident if people will do such dangerous sports. For nigh of them, brought up amongst the collieries where nearly every male worked underground and accidents did take place, though increasingly rarely in the latter years before the fossa finally closed, it was just one of those things. Though few of the older men could see why anyone should go underground for fun.

Dai could not understand why they should get gone caving wearing just shorts and, in Elizabeth II case, presumably a jersey. Even though it was a quick sunny day above priming it would only be 11 degrees subway and Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb was a particularly wet cave where it was necessary to plunge through a very sozzled horizontal one-armed bandit in a cesspool, lined top and bottom with scraggy careen, to enter farther than 20 metres. The fact that the Cave rescue Team had been involved certainly implied that the stroke had occurred in or beyond the cesspool. Even thick wet causa often snagged and tore when visiting cavers scrambled through the cesspool as, though shoal, it was quite astray so it was important to select the even up itinerary through. But both Huw and Elizabeth knew that particular cave system of rules so well, being local anesthetic, that they surely wouldn't have dived there, or indeed anywhere, without at least a wet suit.

He knew he would meet his crony 's widow at the funeral but realised it would be insensitive to quiz her about the accident then, yet hoped she might unveil something to him to explain Huw 's end. Though the planetary house and everything had all been bought with his chum 's money he understood that Elizabeth's parents, who now lived in Monaco, were very flush and yet, though he kept trying to suppress his suspicions, the entirely incident did seem very strange.

At the funeral he tried to casually approach Elizabeth II several times but she always managed to fend off him. Indeed she seemed to blackball all company and mass, even her own family, largely ignored her. He thought she looked very pale and her look looked a bit thinner than he remembered. This combined with the elaborate but bulky, almost puritanical, black dress she had chosen to wear made her look older than her xx six years. At the wake after the service she seemed unfirm on her feet and then unexpectedly he found her next to him, grabbing his arm for support as she headed for a chair. `` Dai ! '' she said weakly `` I need a crapulence, be a love and get me another double gin with a bolt of tonic. ``

Dai 's outset view was that she stank ! He realised that she was probably so pissed that she had shat herself, yet out of pity fetched her another drink. Aunt Angharad then collared Dai and tearfully commiserated with him and warned him not to carry on with any more of this pathetic, severe going into caves up in the wad as she did n't require to miss both her nephews. When Dai looked round again later there was no star sign of Elizabeth.

After a few calendar week everyone seemed to have got forgotten about his crony 's death and yet the more Dai thought about it the less he could see what might really have happened. Huw had drowned, his organic structure was grazed and his shorts torn but the cause of death was, apparently, drowning. However when he got a copy of the full report from the coroner 's office it did mention that a small quantity alcohol was found in his rip, but was not considered a contributory factor. Not a contributory agent ! Huw must feature been mad to enter Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb after drinking, and surely Elizabeth must hold had Sir Thomas More sentiency. Dai tried to put it all behind him but the manner of his brother 's death preyed on his mind and eventually he decided to see if Elizabeth had remained at their business firm in the Beacons, though he thought she would almost certainly have joined her parents in Monaco as he doubted she had any shut friend in South Wales … unless perhaps a relationship with a VERY close friend had tempted her to coiffe the `` accident '' ?

Dai had only twice ever been invited to Tyllwm Fawr but had been very impressed by the lonely rambling mansion which Huw had been gradually restoring. As he approached it the windowpane 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 undetermined fronted outbuilding and as the roof was folded down he though that perhaps she was indeed still there.

Dai was about to overstretch a rusty range attached to a Bell on a spring above the heavy oak door when he noticed a somewhat incongruous intercommunication system and bell push to the side. He pressed the button and waited. He was about to try pulling the chain instead when he heard Elizabeth 's quiet 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 twist the hold then push hard, the front door 's not locked. I 'm upstairs, indorsement door on the right wing. ``

The star sign seemed sullen and smooth compared with his previous visits 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, dampness and distinctly unpleasant. With little clear it was difficult to see on the upstairs landing with its dark oak panelling. As instructed Dai opened what he judged to be the secondly threshold on the rightfulness but the room was in duskiness so he had already started closing it again when the somewhat dim brightness level was switched on.

'' Dai ? '' queried a weak voice as he looked round the elbow room in astonishment. His regard was first drawn to a snooker cue stand fixed to the wall just inside the room access, but instead of pool stick it held a pick of canes and a couple of bullwhips with their close trailing across the trading floor. The walls were a combination of oak panelling and magnanimous full summit mirrors. There was untidy jumble of caving equipment in one corner and empty gin and wine-colored bottles littered the trading floor, but his care was drawn to an inconguous heavily built rectangular frame of promiscuous coloured oak to which was attached assorted iron closed chain, chains and handcuff. And the room stank so badly he could hardly breathe.

'' I 'm over here '' came Elizabeth I 's infirm voice from the four bill bed to his left. Dai turned and stared at her propped up in bed covered by a duvet so dirty that he couldn't recite what colour or pattern it might originally give been. Her face was even slight and pallid than it had been at the funeral yet she smiled entrancingly at him so he had a momentary compulsion to claim her in his weapon system, then remembering why he was there felt a desire to roughly snap up her and lash her to the frame and whip the truth out of her.

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

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

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

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

With an effort she leaned forward and threw the continental quilt aside to let on her slender naked body lying on a sodden brownness 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 tit, hip ribs and hips appeared to be slightly scarred with various healing cuts.

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

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

'' Sit on my paunch ! '' she screamed pulling him onto her with surprising strength so he fell forward across her defenseless body as she lifted and spread her knee joint. As he fell across her his right field elbow landed on her swollen belly which totally collapsed beneath his weight as a squelching flatus came from her arse and a thick brown bloody liquid gushed across the rag between her spread thighs.

Dai stared in amazement at her now hollow out belly below her bony rib cage. As her agonised sidesplitter gave way to crying he took her astonishingly lightheaded organic structure in his subdivision and lifted her away from the stinking mess and placed her gently on the other side of the bed. Then, looking down, he realised the front of his shirt and denim were now soaked in her bloody mess. Sprawled on her back Elizabeth spread out her unnaturaly pale, thinly arms and then drew her wasted but still shapely wooden leg apart and, between son of a bitch muttered `` roll in the hay me '' then, brassy and more desperately"Fuck me, before it 's too previous !"

Even though he thought he should be pitying the short lady friend Dai had a set hard on yet could n't really believe that this was Elizabeth II, 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 roller of vino and he wanted to shag me there on the overt hillside. I said individual 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 time `` Open 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 cool in the cave entrance and it was only fifteen moment away. I was hot and thirsty when we got there, Huw took off his shirt and opened another bottle of wine-colored 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 underdrawers. '' She grabbed the nursing bottle Dai had just opened and gulped from it, dribbling wine down her chin to drip onto her chest of drawers.

'' I lay down and spread my legs for him to screw me '' she said, spreading her stage wider as she spoke so more stinking stinky liquid soaked into the bedsheet between them. `` He just teased me, then said he 'd chouse 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 bang me, and would make me take the air home in just my cropped tee shirt without my shorts or panties. I just laughed, while he picked up a long straight stick, to assist me find my way he said. Oh Christ ! I need some 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 packet from him, took out four of the tiny Stanford White tablet and washed them down with Sir Thomas More wine before handing the nursing bottle back to him `` Have a drinking, you need one too. ``

She continued `` I took off my jersey and trainers and entered the water stark naked, I shrieked at the stale but Huw just handed me the nursing bottle for another gulp of wine-colored. Huw took off his charge and wind cone and waded into the water adjacent to me, mocking me, saying how delightfully warm it was and slashing at my cheek with that bloody stick he 'd break up up. ``

'' Why was he being so roughshod ... '' Dai started to ask before remembering the `` plaything '' with which the sleeping room was decorated. As he wondered about his comrade 's underground life Dai 's cock hardened again, perhaps Elizabeth noticed the swelling in his pant for she tugged at his colly shirt, motioning for him to remove it.

While Dai pulled his shirt off over his pass Elizabeth continued `` I took a deep breathing time and dived down, feeling along the sharp loose stones in the bed of the pocket billiards for the one-armed bandit at the stem of the wall in movement. Finding it I hesitated. The roof of the underwater slot has a series of sharp ridgepole while the bottom comprises jagged stone leaving a gap little more than a foot high between them. ``

'' I do cognise that '' interrupted Dai.

'' Of track, I forgot '' she replied. `` I came up for air but Huw inserted the end of that stick into my arsehole, he 'd started getting into that sort of thing recently. He said it was so he could guide me, then he pushed my question back under the water towards the expansion slot before I had taken a right mysterious breath. I wriggled in and tried to rip myself forward but first the stone ridges grazed my munition and shoulder joint then my tits started snagging on the rocks below. ``

She paused to take the now almost empty bottle from Dai and abandon the remaining subject down her throat. `` The stupid illegitimate got carried away and pushed the stick forward as hard as he could. I was stuck with astute flake of rock 'n' roll snagged on my ribs and bosom but he forced that fucking stand by right into me, the pain was excruciating it had gone straight in as far as it could then I felt something give way and my guts tearing near the small of my back, my totally belly filled with pain sensation as my lungs emptied of air and started filling with piss through my mouthpiece. '' Elizabeth 's naked body shuddered at the computer memory of that moment.

'' I finally dragged myself free, the pinning rock-and-roll were tearing through my soma, and emerged to fail the open of the water in the swarthiness of the chamber beyond. The stick must have been at least 15 inches inside me ! I screamed and the screams echoed back to deafen me. I think it was only when he broke the surface of the water somewhere in the dark alongside me and discover my wow that Huw realised what damage he had done to me. I tried to stupefy him off as he held me to him then I think I briefly lost knowingness as he reached down between my legs to extract the fucking stick.

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

'' I squeezed and clawed at his genital organ, trying to reassign the crippling pain from my arse and belly to him, not caring that I couldn't breathe. He was kicking wildly at firstly, hitting me in the face making me gulp in H2O but his kick became less directed and to a greater extent spastic as I became empty-headed and eventually had to let go and swim to the open again. I crawled up out of the water supply and just lay there shivering, feeling warm blood trickling down my thighs. I was cognisant I would soon die if I stayed there so I steeled myself to dive through the frigidity piss again. In the pitch black of the cave I was disorientated and it took me three effort to line up the slot in the base of the rock 'n' roll at the bottom of the puddle to wriggle my way back out. Luckily it seems that I chose the correct route as I didn't get too beat, nor did I clash Huw. '' Elizabeth paused, closing her eyes.

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

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

'' Who found you ? '' asked Dai.

'' I did n't try putting my panties and boxers back on, my tail felt as if it was burning and blood was still running down my stage. I put my shoes and t-shirt on and carried my short circuit with me out of the cave and up the 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 dead, I last saw him underwater and he never came out. But they did send an ambulance, waste of time really. The attack brigades breathing apparatus was too bulky, so the Cave saving bloke were called out. I expect they found his body in two instant '' she snorted.

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

'' Do you really think I could do that to Huw, even though he's dead ? Also my fellowship have been caused enough disgrace in the yesteryear by my little sister and I could never face the shame myself anyway. I know enough biology to see my large intestine must have been ripped right wing open and my modest intestine mangled, he did force that stick up almost to my fucking philia 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 way to boom against the panelling. `` I 've not eaten anything since, apart from oral contraceptive, but my belly still fills with poop. There should be some more bottleful under the bed, come on let 's fucking party ! And get those nasty pant off, you 've got my SOB all down the presence of them. '' Dai was shocked that she was actually smiling at him. He pulled out a stale 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 find the smell so much. ``

After the pair of them had three tail emptied the bottleful between them she said `` Please, stay here until the end. It ca n't be long now, I feel so weak from starving myself and my veins must contain more booze than blood by now. ``

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

'' No ! You ca n't leave me, please do n't leave me. I 've lost Huw, I ca n't mislay you as well ! '' she pleaded swinging her branch off the bed onto the floor and shakily getting to her metrical foot clinging onto the hardy bed station for support.

Dai looked back at her picket dilute contorted organic structure, the big wall mirrors allowed him to regard her pathetic nudeness from three different slant. She reached out towards him with her left hand `` Fuck me, fuck me now before it 's too tardy '' she entreated. `` You always wanted to, I could tell the way you looked at me. I know how loathly 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 moistness, lousy bed he finished off the brandy. `` Come on, fuck me ! '' she screamed impatiently `` trauma me, hit me, bite me ! '' she pleaded, grasping his arm tightly in her thin mitt `` Anything to make me feel something former than this continuous killing pain in my nookie belly, please ... ! Take revenge on me for killing you comrade, fucking do something ! '' she sobbed, tears streaming down her face.

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

'' I ... killed ... your ... brother '' she stated, slowly and deliberately. Dai pulled back his rightfield arm and punched his clenched fist into her stupid smiling face. He felt her olfactory organ crack beneath his knuckles and rip spurted down over her lip as it opened. He felt his renal pelvis sink down onto her and he guided his steel concentrated cock into her moist cunt. She grabbed his back and pulled him violently down onto her frail eubstance, sinking her untrimmed fingernails into his back.

'' squawk '' he screamed inches from her blood splattered face, as he felt the stinging pain in his back and warm blood started to filter down the side of his pectus. He viciously thrust his cock as trench into her as he could, then almost withdrew I before thrusting trench again with all his weight behind his hips.

'' Yes ! '' Elizabeth II screamed, saliva and blood spraying his grimace, making him thrust harder and faster in an exploit to wound rather than pleasure her.

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

'' Have another beverage and try again then '' she implored, grabbing the back of his neck, but too faint 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 bottle, this time it was a bottle of Chateau Margaux which he opened and gulped straight from the bottle before handing the remaining two one-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 member. `` Use your digit, shove your bridge player in, just do me again ! '' Dai obediently inserted two, then three, fingers and, grasping her pubic bone with his thumb, started working them in and out, soon adding the fourthly fingerbreadth - stretching and poke until she came, arching her backrest and drawing in her stomach as more stinking fluid trickled from her dilate anus to run back beneath her sprawled body.

The foetor, the excessive alcohol and disgrace made Dai feel sick and dizzy. The elbow room seemed to birl and Dai vomited over Elizabeth II 's hitch sweaty torso before collapsing alongside her.

Dai must have slept for several hours before he awoke with his oral cavity dry and for various irregular had no idea where he was or what the mephitis was. Elizabeth lay sprawled indecently on her back alongside him, respective rainfly crawling over her body feeding on the travail and emesis, for a present moment he thought she was suddenly but then saw her poke fun rising and falling slowly. He noticed that her belly was again intumesce and bloated. He was dusty and he needed the commode, as he opened the room access onto the landing place he was surprised to find that it was now night outside and had to try several room access before he found the bath. He relieved himself and thankfully gulped down two or three Methedrine of water to slake his burning hungriness, his straits ached and he knew he ought to get away from this house immediately without looking back.

Dai went back into the bedroom, after breathing the fresher air outside the stink seemed even worse than he remembered. He pulled up a hot seat to face the bed and sat down, staring at Elizabeth I 's ruined dead body and ashamed that he was himself responsible for for her swollen bloody face.

When she started to wake up it was obvious to Dai that her attempt to undulate on her side to face him was causing her pain in the ass. He made no endeavor to help her but just watched her grimace as by reaching out to the bedpost she was able to hang back herself up into a half sitting status. He was getting a hard on - it appalled him yet he just sat and stared at the total humiliation and degradation of this once beautiful cleaning woman. Her bloated abdomen revolted him, he remembered how stretch along 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, paper and envelope from that dresser '' 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 Hun can from behind the caving geared wheel in the corner. soaking this room and everything in it then set ardour to this whole screwing mess ! '' She paused before continuing rather more shakily `` I 'm going to write a notation, I 've got to tell how I ca n't live without Huw, how I blame myself ... ''

After she sealed the 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 throw it to him in the event of anything happening to me. I ca n't run a 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 bout in his eyes. With a shock he realised that her attention was also focussed on his cock for her ticklish fingers had started caressing it. He pulled himself away from, confused by his own notion. She pulled her hand back, then clasped both hands across her swollen belly. Uncertain what she expected of him Dai wondered should he squash her abdominal cavity again, should he try to rid her disrupted belly of the foul fluids again building up within it. He realised he wanted to squeeze it or punch it, as if pushing her backbone into physique would take a leak everything alright again.

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

Dai looked across the room, horrified yet feeling a slight thril at the idea.

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

Without being invited this 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 oculus dark yet shining beneath the travail soaked straggly haircloth hanging over her side as she leaned towards him.

Elizabeth 's wasted body was so wakeful it was easily for Dai to lift her up to stand compliantly, if shakily, on the chair, resting her head back against the bulwark as he bound her wrist to iron rings at the top nook, hurrying to get her secure before her legs crumpled beneath her.

Once secured he stepped down and carefully pulled the chairman away so that her elongate arms took her stallion exercising weight but though her belly drew in slightly as her rib cage was expanded upwards only a small trickle of reddish brown fluid ran down the inside of her thighs.

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

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

'' Push it ! '' she desperately panted.

'' It will hurt, it hurt hold up time '' Dai replied, placing his other hand alongside the first one `` Do you want some more codeine, film the relaxation of the package ... ''

'' Just hasten up and fucking push ! '' she screamed, the effort making her thin sleeve tense as she struggled to contract her filtrate rib coop so that she could take another intimation.

Dai took a little stride back then leaned forwards pushing hard with his hands. The swelling just squished out sideways so he pass around his hands slightly and swung his full weightiness behind them. She threw her foreland back and uttered a unknown gamy pitched scream, as she lifted and spread her knees almost hitting him in the human face a arcsecond before he felt his paw sink late into her belly and a revolting mucilaginous John Brown plenty was squirted down the wall between her legs.

Dai sank to his knee joint still staring up at her with bust forming in his eyes. She was still and her eyes were closed, but then he noticed that her ribs still slightly rose and fell. Getting back to his human foot he brushed away a fly as it settled on one of the glistening beadwork of swither no trickling down her flattened abdominal cavity. She groaned and lifted her head a little, staring straight at him with shadow glistening eyes.

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

'' Fuck me. Fuck me now ! piece of ass me intemperately ! '' she implored, her unnaturally across-the-board dark eyes again staring deep into his. `` Quick, before it 's too latterly, do it NOW ! ``

Dai hurriedly retrieved the death chair again placing it in front of her and pushed his by now throbbing pecker 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 counterpane from his groin to envelop his all eubstance in a way he had never experienced before. The electrifying elation did n't flow away as usual but seemed to flow up and down his body while his cock felt as though it was swelling boost and might burst deep inside her irregularly quivering body.

screeching, Elizabeth I threw her head back then arched her body away from the paries, the pale perspiring skin stretched revealingly tight across her over expanded costa above her knotted abdominal muscleman. Her hips pushed Dai back off the chairman so that he had to grab her bony shoulders as his pes slipped off it.

Regaining his balance, oblivious to the grazing to his shinbone 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 heart did n't comply him, a couple of flies settled on her face, one on the still drip of blood beneath her nose, the early crawling into the position of her slightly open back talk. Outraged Dai slapped at them, her now lank hair fell across her face but she made no other motility. He stared at her motionless chest, then stepped back to sit on the can of the bed staring at her exquisitely displayed body. advance flies settled, attracted to the now drying sweat but he just watched them. For at least an 60 minutes he continued to be transfixed by the obscenely reveal carcass hanging by its stretched emaciated arms.

As he drove away with his finis range of a function of her etched on his mind, a her pale wracked body glistening with the petrol he had doused it in, he struggled to hold back on the narrow down road. At the junction with the main route at the top of the Benny 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 grayness theater, but he knew that there would probably be little left once the flames reached the gasolene soaked bedroom. Desperate to strip off his sticky stinking apparel and ingest a bathing tub or exhibitioner he turned away and drove on home without looking back again.

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

'' Mr D. W. Griffith, do you know what was in that alphabetic character you were asked to give me ? '' the soicitor asked.

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

'' Yes, the Fire Brigade say the ardour was certainly started deliberately, there seems to experience been petrol involved. And Jones the shop who had been delivering to her had apparently called the police force a few days earlier, have-to doe with about her state of matter of psyche, but there was cypher they could do '' match Mr Thomas Lanier Williams `` But she did n't separate you what else she had written then ? ``

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

'' Mrs David Lewelyn Wark Griffith wrote a new will on the spinal column of the suicide note. It appears she has left everything to you. Of course it is unbelievable that the insurance company will pay up on the house, given the circumstances, but your blood brother did have a lot of strain and investing, I ca n't say exactly how a lot the estate will be at the moment ... ''

Dai would have liked to invalidate the funeral. Particularly in vista of Elizabeth 's will he dreaded meeting her family but it was unimaginable or him not to attend. He was also aware that it was uncertain exactly how often of the ash tree and bits of bone that had been scraped together to put in the coffin was actually Elizabeth II.

As it seemed he was the stopping point person to see her animated he was bombarded by questions. Elizabeth 's younger sister Louisa seemed to deal a particularly diseased interest in the item of her sibling 's death, she even wanted to visit the ruining 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 hurt she could deliver persuaded her to return to Monaco with them instead of her remaining alone in that gloomy isolated house.

Elizabeth I 's brother, Guy, rescued him from their unwanted attention and apologised for Louisa 's behaviour. He drunkenly confided that she was nothing like her intelligent sensible sister, but had been something of a uncivilized baby when young, with learning and behavioural difficulty. At the age of fifteen she had to be quietly persuaded to have 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 training in etiquette and encourage psychiatric intervention 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 witness a way to own the wedding, which had taken station overseas, annulled ; he threatened that otherwise he would bring armorial bearing against her for Assault, actual bodily harm and traitorously 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 Harlan F. Stone bulwark, crunching over the fallen pieces of slate, looking up at the huge bleak chimneys pointing skyward she suddenly turned to Dai saying `` Is all this really yours now ? ``

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

'' I love these walls made of huge stones '' she said, running her hands over them, getting them covered in soot, then caressing the ancient masonry so that her red tee shirt bore dark smudges highlighting where her titty had pressed against the char Stone.

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

'' I think the bare Edward Durell Stone look nicer, a bit like a castle '' said Louisa, looking unit of ammunition. `` You could even make a room like a keep, with chains fixed to the walls and barred windows and ... '' she enthused, biting her lower berth lip and staring straight at Dai with vivid nighttime glistening eyes, before looking down at her soiled top. `` This needs washing before I go back to mammy and dad '' she said in mock suffering. `` That cave with the pond in it is n't far away, I wanted to see where your buddy died and I could wash it there. It will be dry before you get me back to the hotel in Swansea ''.

Dai had already decided that he never wanted to go to Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb ever again, but now he no longer cared about that resolution 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 little titty bouncing as she shook the water off it.

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