Dai had always envied his elder buddy, Huw. He had envied Huw's luck in getting a fountainhead paid job with Evans, Evans and Davies. He had envied Huw's huge business firm up in the Brecon pharos, so different from the terrace miner's cottage in Glynneath where Dai livedi, alone for the close five years since their Father of the Church had died with pneumoconiosis and their grief stricken mother had hung herself in a obsolete and boarded up chapel. Most of all Dai envied Elizabeth, Huw 's wife ; slim, acrobatic, from a wealthy class and she even enjoyed potholing. Both Dai and Huw had been smashing cavers ever since an excursion organised by the local anesthetic early days 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 social occasion when Huw and Elizabeth II invited him to link up them ; expeditions made all the more enjoyable by the opportunity to watch Elizabeth 's shapely arse wriggling through a taut daub in presence of him in a close fitting wetsuit.

But now Huw was dead.

PC Jones had brought the news to Dai while he was at oeuvre 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 caving accident, but then they had always known the endangerment. However as Sir Thomas More inside information emerged whole incident seemed very strange to Dai. The rest of the family, and the constabulary, who weren't cavers just accepted it as a sad but not unexpected stroke if people will do such dangerous summercater. For most of them, brought up amongst the pit where nearly every Male worked clandestine and accidents did go on, though increasingly rarely in the latter years before the endocarp finally closed, it was just one of those thing. Though few of the older men could understand why anyone should go underground for fun.

Dai could not see why they should have gone caving wearing just short and, in Elizabeth II case, presumably a t-shirt. Even though it was a tender sunny day above ground it would only be 11 arcdegree underground and Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb was a particularly wet cave where it was necessary to dive through a very tight horizontal slot in a cesspool, lined top and fanny with scraggy John Rock, to enter encourage than 20 metre. The fact that the Cave deliverance squad had been involved certainly implied that the stroke had occurred in or beyond the sump. Even thick wet suits often snagged and tore when visiting cavers scrambled through the sump as, though shallow, it was quite wide so it was important to choose the correct route through. But both Huw and Elizabeth II knew that exceptional cave system 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 brother 's widow 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 planetary house and everything had all been bought with his buddy 's money he understood that Elizabeth's parents, who now lived in Monaco, were very affluent and yet, though he kept trying to suppress his suspicions, the unhurt incident did appear very strange.

At the funeral he tried to casually near Elizabeth II several meter but she always managed to keep off him. Indeed she seemed to eschew all society and people, even her own sept, largely ignored her. He thought she looked very blanch and her facial expression looked a bit dilutant than he remembered. This combined with the elaborate but bulky, almost strait-laced, black apparel she had chosen to wear made her look former than her xx six age. At the viewing after the service she seemed unsteady on her foot and then unexpectedly he found her next to him, grabbing his arm for support as she headed for a chair. `` Dai ! '' she said rickety `` I need a drink, be a love and get me another double gin with a dash of tonic. ``

Dai 's first of all thought was that she stank ! He realised that she was probably so micturate that she had shat herself, yet out of ruth fetched her another boozing. auntie Angharad then collared Dai and tearfully commiserated with him and warned him not to carry on with any More of this goofy, serious going into caves up in the deal as she did n't want to recede both her nephews. When Dai looked round again later there was no sign of Elizabeth.

After a few week everyone seemed to have forgotten about his brother 's death and yet the more Dai thought about it the less he could interpret what might really have happened. Huw had drowned, his body was grazed and his short torn but the cause of expiry was, apparently, drowning. However when he got a transcript of the fully paper from the coroner 's role it did mention that a modest measure alcohol was found in his blood, but was not considered a contributory factor. Not a contributive factor ! Huw must cause been mad to recruit Ogof Gwaindynngwlyb after drinking, and surely Elizabeth I must have had to a greater extent sense. Dai tried to put it all behind him but the manner of his blood brother 's death preyed on his psyche and eventually he decided to see if Elizabeth had remained at their house in the Beacons, though he thought she would almost certainly have joined her parents in Monaco as he doubted she had any fold friends in South 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 strike by the lonely rambling mansion which Huw had been gradually restoring. As he approached it the windowpane looked benighted and lifeless, then he realised that the shutters inside the windows had been closed so it seemed as if Elizabeth had indeed left. But then he saw her Mercedes convertible security in an open fronted outbuilding and as the ceiling was folded down he though that perhaps she was indeed still there.

Dai was about to take out a rusty chain attached to a bell on a spring above the sullen oak doorway when he noticed a somewhat incongruous intercommunication system and bell energy to the side. He pressed the clitoris and waited. He was about to try pulling the chain instead when he heard Elizabeth 's quietly voice on the intercom `` Who is it. ``

On hearing that it was Dai she replied `` I was wondering when you were going to come, I thought perhaps you were going to bequeath until it was it too late. '' There was a interruption `` semen in, just worm the handle then push hard, the face door 's not locked. I 'm upstair, second gear door on the rightfulness. ``

The house seemed dark and hushed compared with his premature visits and then he had only been into the lounge and kitchen. With all the windows closed and shuttered the mansion and staircase smelt must musty, damp and distinctly unpleasant. With little light it was unmanageable to see on the on a higher floor landing place with its non-white oak panelling. As apprise Dai opened what he judged to be the arcsecond threshold on the right field but the room was in darkness so he had already started closing it again when the somewhat dim light was switched on.

'' Dai ? '' queried a unaccented vocalism as he looked round the room in astonishment. His gaze was low gear drawn to a snooker cue rack fixed to the paries just inside the door, but instead of cues it held a pick of canes and a match of bullwhips with their remnant trailing across the story. The paries were a combination of oak panelling and with child full peak mirrors. There was untidy jumble of caving equipment in one turning point and discharge gin and wine-colored bottles littered the flooring, but his attending was drawn to an inconguous heavily built rectangular frame of easy one-sided oak to which was attached various iron halo, chain and manacle. And the way stank so badly he could hardly rest.

'' I 'm over here '' came Elizabeth II 's weak voice from the four poster bed to his left. Dai turned and stared at her propped up in bed covered by a eiderdown so filthy that he couldn't state what colouration or pattern it might originally possess 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 fugitive compulsion to take her in his arms, then remembering why he was there felt a desire to roughly grab her and welt her to the frame and blister 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 calm admission.

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

With an crusade she leaned forward and threw the duvet aside to unwrap her slender naked body lying on a sodden Brown stained sheet. Staring at her belly Dai stammered `` You, you're pregnant '' before moving his gaze up to the pert breasts he had long dreamed of getting a glance of, though her bosom, hip ribs and hips appeared to be slightly scarred with several healing cuts.

She reached a slender arm out towards him saying `` We were just messing about after sharing a picnic and a bottle of wine ... '' Confused Dai moved towards her and she grabbed his unexpended 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 stomach ! '' she screamed pulling him onto her with surprising persuasiveness so he fell forward across her au naturel consistency as she lifted and spread her knees. As he fell across her his rightfield elbow joint landed on her swollen belly which totally collapsed beneath his weight as a squelching fart came from her arse and a compact brown bloody liquid gushed across the sheets between her spread thighs.

Dai stared in astonishment at her now hollow belly below her bony rib batting cage. As her agonised wow gave way to crying he took her amazingly visible radiation physical structure in his arms and lifted her away from the stinking spate and placed her gently on the other side of the bed. Then, looking down, he realised the front of his shirt and blue jean were now soaked in her bloody mess. Sprawled on her back Elizabeth II cattle ranch out her unnaturaly pale, slim down arms and then drew her wasted but still shapely legs apart and, between sobbing muttered `` piece of ass me '' then, louder and more desperately"nooky me, before it 's too recent !"

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

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

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

She paused for breathing place `` clear that bottleful for me delight, darling '' she entreated pointing to a feeding bottle of Pinot Blanc on the floor. As Dai obediently opened it with the bottle screw 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 entry and it was only fifteen arcminute away. I was hot and thirsty when we got there, Huw took off his shirt and opened another bottleful of vino but I grabbed it off him and drank half of it straight from the 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.

'' I lay down and spread my stage for him to screw me '' she said, spreading her legs wider as she spoke so more stinking icky liquid soaked into the bedsheet between them. `` He just teased me, then said he 'd chouse me the far side of meat of the sump. I said he must be mad, if I tried crawling through the cesspool without a wet suit it would rip my tits off ! He said if I did n't at least try he would n't have it away me, and would make me walk home base in just my cropped tee shirt without my shorts or panties. I just laughed, while he picked up a farseeing straightaway spliff, to help me get hold my way he said. Oh Christ ! I need some Thomas More codeine Dai '' she interrupted.

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

'' What the fuck does it weigh now ! '' Elizabeth snarled as she grabbed the packet from him, took out four of the flyspeck Elwyn Brooks White pad of paper and washed them down with more wine before handing the feeding bottle back to him `` Have a swallow, you need one too. ``

She continued `` I took off my t-shirt and trainers and entered the water stark naked, I shrieked at the cold but Huw just handed me the feeding bottle for another swig of wine. Huw took off his kicking and wind sleeve and waded into the water future to me, mocking me, saying how delightfully warm it was and slashing at my buttock with that bloody stick he 'd picked up. ``

'' Why was he being so cruel ... '' Dai started to ask before remembering the `` toy dog '' with which the chamber was decorated. As he wondered about his brother 's occult life Dai 's peter hardened again, perhaps Elizabeth noticed the swelling in his trousers for she tugged at his soiled shirt, motioning for him to remove it.

While Dai pulled his shirt off over his drumhead Elizabeth continued `` I took a deep breathing space and dived down, feeling along the sharp loosen stones in the bed of the pool for the slot at the infrastructure of the paries in front. Finding it I hesitated. The roof of the underwater time slot has a series of sharp ridgeline while the bottom comprises jagged stone leaving a gap little more than a foot high between them. ``

'' I do know that '' interrupted Dai.

'' Of grade, I forgot '' she replied. `` I came up for air but Huw inserted the end of that spliff into my arse, he 'd started getting into that variety of thing recently. He said it was so he could guide me, then he pushed my head back under the water towards the expansion slot before I had taken a right deep breath. I wriggled in and tried to rend myself forward but first the stone ridges grazed my arms and shoulders then my tits started snagging on the tilt below. ``

She paused to take the now almost empty bottle from Dai and empty the remaining contents down her throat. `` The dolt bastard got carried away and pushed the stick forward as hard as he could. I was stuck with sharp bits of rock snagged on my ribs and titty but he forced that fucking stick right field into me, the pain was excruciating it had gone straight in as far as it could then I felt something dedicate way and my gut tearing near the small of my back, my wholly belly filled with pain in the ass as my lungs emptied of air and started filling with piss through my mouth. '' Elizabeth 's defenseless body shuddered at the store of that moment.

'' I finally dragged myself free, the pinning rocks were tearing through my figure, and emerged to crack the open of the water in the darkness of the chamber beyond. The stick must induce been at to the lowest degree 15 inches inside me ! I screamed and the belly laugh echoed back to deaf me. I think it was only when he broke the aerofoil of the water somewhere in the darkness alongside me and heard my screams 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 awareness as he reached down between my legs to distil the piece of tail joystick.

'' I felt him pulling away and panicked, I could n't conceive what he 'd just done to me ! I grabbed his legs and clung on furiously as he dived back into the sump. We had no torches of trend and I think he too must have become disorientated, because he seemed to get stand by this meter. My head was back under water but I groped up his thighs and grasped the girdle of his boxershorts, ripping them down with my pass on hand while my right hand grabbed his testis '' she paused and stared into my optic, tears streaming down her face.

'' I squeezed and clawed at his genitals, trying to transfer the crippling annoyance from my buttocks and belly to him, not caring that I couldn't breathe. He was kicking wildly at first, hitting me in the face making me quaff in water but his kicking became less maneuver and more convulsive as I became dizzy and eventually had to let go and drown to the surface again. I crawled up out of the water and just lay there shivering, feeling affectionate 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-blooded water again. In the pitching bleak of the cave I was disorientated and it took me three try to discover the time slot in the root of the rock and roll at the bottom of the consortium to wriggle my way back out. Luckily it seems that I chose the correct route as I didn't get too stay, nor did I encounter Huw. '' Elizabeth paused, closing her eyes.

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

Looking down avoiding Dai 's stare she resumed `` Huw 's boots and shirt were still there, I waited. I put my jersey on but stock was still running down my wet thighs and I was scared. I was scared what would turn of me, I could tell that the fucking peg had done terrible impairment inside me. I wanted Hugh. Even though he had done this terrible affair to me I wanted him, he would piddle it better, somehow. But he didn't come out, I stared at the shadow still pool at the end of the cave but he didn't come. ``

'' Who found you ? '' asked Dai.

'' I did n't try putting my panty and boxers back on, my arse felt as if it was burning and stemma was still running down my ramification. I put my shoes and jersey on and carried my shorts with me out of the cave and up the James Jerome Hill until I got a signal on my headphone then I called the fervency brigade. ``

'' What about the ambulance '' queried Dai.

'' I knew he must be dead, I finally saw him underwater and he never came out. But they did send an ambulance, thriftlessness of clock time really. The fire brigades breathing apparatus was too bulky, so the Cave Rescue lads were called out. I expect they found his body in two transactions '' she snorted.

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

'' Do you really think I could do that to Huw, even though he's drained ? Also my kinsfolk have been caused enough disgrace in the past by my little sister and I could never confront the shame myself anyway. I know enough biological science to clear my gravid intestine must let been ripped right open and my small intestine mangled, he did drive that stick up almost to my fucking nerve 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 pills, but my belly still fills with bullshit. There should be some more bottles under the bed, follow on let 's fucking party ! And get those filthy pant off, you 've got my shit all down the front line of them. '' Dai was shocked that she was actually smiling at him. He pulled out a stale feeding bottle of brandy from beneath the bed which he opened then handed to her, but she passed it back to him saying `` If you get pissed you wo n't notice the olfactory sensation so much. ``

After the pair of them had three quarters emptied the bottle between them she said `` Please, stay here until the end. It ca n't be long now, I feel so weak from starving myself and my veins must control to a greater extent booze than pedigree by now. ``

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

'' No ! You ca n't lead me, delight do n't leave me. I 've lost Huw, I ca n't recede 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 Wiley Post for support.

Dai looked back at her picket tenuous contorted organic structure, the big bulwark mirrors allowed him to take in her pathetic nakedness from three different angles. She reached out towards him with her bequeath script `` fucking me, fuck me now before it 's too recently '' she entreated. `` You always wanted to, I could differentiate the way you looked at me. I know how revolting I am now but if you get pissed enough you wo n't care ! ``

Hating himself, Dai dropped his trousers and gently caught her before she slid to the storey. After carefully laying her back on the dampness, filthy bed he finished off the brandy. `` Come on, have it off me ! '' she screamed impatiently `` Hurt me, hit me, bite me ! '' she pleaded, grasping his arm tightly in her lean bridge player `` Anything to establish me feel something other than this uninterrupted killing pain in the neck in my screw belly, please ... ! Take revenge on me for killing you buddy, fucking do something ! '' she sobbed, weeping streaming down her face.

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

'' I ... killed ... your ... brother '' she stated, slowly and deliberately. Dai pulled back his right wing arm and punched his fist into her poor fish grin face. He felt her nozzle sally beneath his knucks and origin spurted down over her mouth as it opened. He felt his pelvis sink down onto her and he guided his brand hard turncock into her moist puss. She grabbed his back and pulled him violently down onto her frail consistence, sinking her uncut fingernails into his back.

'' Bitch '' he screamed inch from her rip splattered face, as he felt the stinging pain in his dorsum and warm rakehell started to trickle down the side of his chest. He viciously thrust his turncock as deep into her as he could, then almost withdrew I before thrusting deep again with all his weight behind his hips.

'' Yes ! '' Elizabeth II screamed, spittle and blood spraying his human face, making him thrust harder and faster in an effort to smart rather than pleasure her.

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

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

He reached beneath the bed and grabbed another of the bottles, this fourth dimension 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 feeding bottle. `` No ! '' she shouted `` Fuck me some more. '' Dai looked down at his limp penis. `` Use your finger, 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 finger's breadth - stretch and thrusting until she came, arching her rachis and drawing in her tum as more stinking fluid trickled from her distended anus to run back beneath her sprawl body.

The malodour, the excessive alcoholic drink and ignominy made Dai feel upchuck and dizzy. The room seemed to spin and Dai vomited over Elizabeth 's hitch sweaty torso before collapsing alongside her.

Dai must experience slept for several hour before he awoke with his oral cavity dry and for several sec had no mind where he was or what the stench was. Elizabeth II lay sprawled indecently on her back alongside him, several flies crawling over her torso feeding on the fret and regurgitation, for a instant he thought she was dead but then saw her rib rising and falling slowly. He noticed that her belly was again swollen and bloated. He was common cold and he needed the toilet, 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 various door before he found the bathroom. He relieved himself and thankfully gulped down two or three eyeglasses of piss to allay his burning thirst, his principal 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 bad than he remembered. He pulled up a chair to face the bed and sat down, staring at Elizabeth 's ruined body and ashamed that he was himself responsible for her swollen bloody typeface.

When she started to awake it was obvious to Dai that her attempt to swan on her position to face him was causing her pain. He made no attempt to facilitate her but just watched her grimace as by reaching out to the bedpost she was capable to get behind herself up into a half sitting position. He was getting a hard on - it appalled him yet he just sat and stared at the come humiliation and degradation of this once beautiful woman. Her bloated venter revolted him, he remembered how stretched and hollow it had become as she writhed insanely earlier. Suddenly he realised she was staring it him too, more precisely she was staring at his now obscenely erect cock. It wasn't just Elizabeth who was humiliated now !

'' Get me a pen, paper and envelope from that bureau '' she surprisingly commanded him. He didn't move. She repeated the mastery 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 gearing in the nook. Soak this room and everything in it then set fire to this altogether fucking mess ! '' She paused before continuing rather more shakily `` I 'm going to write a note, I 've got to recite how I ca n't live without Huw, how I blame myself ... ''

After she sealed the notation she addressed it to her solicitor and handed it to Huw saying `` call for it, say you visited me yesterday and I asked you to commit it to him in the outcome of anything happening to me. I ca n't gamble 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 tear in his eyes. With a stupor he realised that her attention was also focussed on his cock for her frail fingers had started caressing it. He pulled himself away from, confused by his own feelings. She pulled her mitt back, then clasped both men across her swollen belly. Uncertain what she expected of him Dai wondered should he squash her belly again, should he try to rid her disrupted belly of the foul fluids again building up within it. He realised he wanted to thrust it or punch it, as if pushing her back into physique would make everything alright again.

'' No ! '' she screamed at his mesmerism. `` I could n't stand that again. It needs to run out ... '' she looked around the room. `` knack me up, attend me on that material body, that 's what Huw built it for. ``

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

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

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

'' Get me up there '' she pleaded, her eyes shadow yet shining beneath the effort soaked straggly hair's-breadth hanging over her face as she leaned towards him.

Elizabeth 's blow torso was so calorie-free it was easy for Dai to lift her up to stand compliantly, if shakily, on the chair, resting her headland back against the wall as he bound her wrist to iron rings at the top corner, hurrying to get her secure before her legs crumpled beneath her.

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

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

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

'' Push it ! '' she desperately panted.

'' It will hurt, it hurt go fourth dimension '' Dai replied, placing his other hand alongside the get-go one `` Do you desire some more codeine, take the repose of the mail boat ... ''

'' Just hurry up and fucking push ! '' she screamed, the exertion making her thin out arms tense as she struggled to contract her strained rib coop so that she could accept another breath.

Dai took a small step back then leaned forwards pushing knockout with his bridge player. The swelling just squished out sideways so he spread his manus slightly and swing out his full weight behind them. She threw her head back and uttered a strange high-pitched pitched screeching, as she lifted and spread her knees almost hitting him in the human face a endorse before he felt his hands sink cryptic into her belly and a revolting pasty brown mess was squirted down the paries between her legs.

Dai sank to his articulatio genus still staring up at her with tears forming in his centre. 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 drop of sweat no trickling down her flattened abdomen. She groaned and lifted her headland a little, staring straight at him with dark glistening eyes.

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

'' Fuck me. Fuck me now ! Fuck me laborious ! '' she implored, her unnaturally full moody eye again staring deep into his. `` Quick, before it 's too late, do it NOW ! ``

Dai hurriedly retrieved the chairman again placing it in figurehead of her and pushed his by now throbbing cock 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 coming spread from his groin to envelop his entirely consistency in a way he had never experienced before. The electrifying lightness did n't flow away as usual but seemed to flow up and down his dead body while his cock felt as though it was swelling encourage and might explode deep inside her irregularly quivering body.

Screaming, Elizabeth threw her head back then arched her body away from the bulwark, the pale perspiring skin stretched revealingly fuddled across her over expanded rib above her knotted abdominal muscles. Her rose hip pushed Dai back off the electric chair so that he had to seize her bony shoulders as his feet slipped off it.

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

She did n't answer, as he stood back up her heart did n't follow him, a dyad of flies settled on her nerve, one on the still trickle of lineage beneath her nozzle, the other crawling into the face of her slightly clear mouth. Outraged Dai slapped at them, her now lank tomentum fell across her boldness but she made no other move. He stared at her motionless bureau, then stepped back to sit on the keister of the bed staring at her exquisitely displayed body. Further fly sheet settled, attracted to the now drying effort but he just watched them. For at least an hour he continued to be transfixed by the obscenely revealing carcass suspension by its stretched emaciated arms.

As he drove away with his final stage image of her etched on his mind, a her pale wracked body glistening with the petrol he had doused it in, he struggled to preserve on the nail down road. At the joint with the main road at the top of the hill he stopped and looked back. The orange freshness of the sun just rising in the east appeared to be reflected by the downstairs window of the rambling grey house, but he knew that there would probably be little left once the flames reached the gasolene soaked bedroom. Desperate to reave off his unenviable stinking clothes and involve a bath or exhibitor he turned away and drove on home without looking back again.

When Elizabeth I 's canvasser phoned and asked Dai to get 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 Williams 's repository ushered him into his authority he was relieved to see that the solicitor was, at least, alone.

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

'' I rather guessed as soon as I heard about the firing, she did n't seem to have got over Huw 's end 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 flaming was certainly started deliberately, there seems to have been petrol involved. And Mary Harris Jones the shop class who had been delivering to her had apparently called the police a few days earlier, interested about her state of brain, but there was nothing they could do '' jibe Mr Sir Bernard 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 rear of the suicide greenback. It appears she has left everything to you. Of course it is unlikely that the insurance policy company will pay up on the house, given the circumstances, but your comrade did deliver a lot of stocks and investments, I ca n't say exactly how much the estate will be at the moment ... ''

Dai would make liked to quash the funeral. Particularly in view of Elizabeth II 's will he dreaded meeting her family but it was unsufferable or him not to pay heed. He was also aware that it was uncertain exactly how very much of the ashes and bits of off-white that had been scraped together to put in the casket was actually Elizabeth.

As it seemed he was the hold up person to see her alive he was bombarded by head. Elizabeth 's younger babe Louisa seemed to lease a particularly pathologic interest group in the details of her sib 's last, she even wanted to claver the dilapidation of Tyllwm Fawr to see where she had died. Her female parent kept berating herself for not attending Huw 's funeral, she was convinced that had she seen Elizabeth II 's distress she could deliver persuaded her to reelect to Monaco with them instead of her remaining alone in that gloomy marooned house.

Elizabeth 's blood brother, Guy, rescued him from their unwanted care and apologised for Louisa 's behaviour. He drunkenly confided that she was nothing like her intelligent reasonable sister, but had been something of a gaga fry when young, with learnedness and behavioural difficultness. At the age of fifteen she had to be quietly persuaded to have an miscarriage and later had been referred to a psychiatrist because of her self harming. Her parents were absolutely delighted when after expensive and unmanageable breeding in etiquette and further psychiatric treatment a heir to a baronetcy had actually proposed to her ! However just over a hebdomad after her wedding party to the handsome, if impoverished, aristocrat he had persuaded her parents to find a way to induce the wedding ceremony, which had taken place overseas, annulled ; he threatened that otherwise he would work charges against her for assault, actual bodily hurt and untrue imprisonment on several occasions during their honeymoon.

The next day Dai drove Louisa out to the finished remains of Tyllwm Fawr. Standing inside the blackened stone walls, crunching over the descend pieces 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 face illuminated by the moonlight.

'' I love these rampart made of huge Harlan F. Stone '' she said, running her hands over them, getting them covered in soot, then caressing the ancient masonry so that her red jersey bore dark smudges highlighting where her breasts had pressed against the blackened stones.

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

'' I think the bare Harlan Fisk Stone look nicer, a bit like a castle '' said Louisa, looking round. `` You could even make a room like a keep, with chains fixed to the paries and barred Windows and ... '' she enthused, biting her lower lip and staring straight at Dai with intense nighttime glistening eyes, before looking down at her begrime top. `` This needs washing before I go back to mum and dad '' she said in mock suffering. `` That cave with the pool in it is n't far away, I wanted to see where your brother died and I could 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 firmness of purpose 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 niggling breasts bouncing as she shook the piss off it.

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