I could see it was in Latin. "Elizabeth," I said. Once again I noted her attention at my use of the familiar name. "I am afraid I do not know Latin." ...But I do, Lord Northam, and I shall be free to translate it into our poor tongue. I shall omit nothing," she said with what I would call a devilish smile.I could not help but laugh which brought gay laughter to her as well.I took her arm as we went out to the garden. She led me to a secluded pavilion. The summer sun shone brightly, warming the air. A few seconds later, a muffled thump announced the ruination of Beth’s cunt. Beth began bleeding from several ruptures in her lower belly and blood ran out between her legs.Béla was trembling with sexual excitement as she watched and felt the sensations her sister was broadcasting with her entire body as she destroyed herself one sexual organ at a time.“My God!” Béla exclaimed. “Do another one!”“I have to wait… until… something heals,” Beth grunted, barely able to breathe as she shook with. "It'sOK, I have your clothes sorted, and getting you dressed will be our firsttask. But let?s take our coffee into the lounge and have that little chatyou mentioned."They entered the lounge and Arabella pointed to a rather elaborate chaiselongue, where there were two seats, facing each other, separated by anupholstered back. "This is my conversation piece ? it's a chaise longuedesigned to allow two people sitting and to face each other and talk. Yousit here, and I sit there. It's very. He lifted his left arm and said, “Okay, let’s have Seamus.” Kelly picked up Seamus and set him on the bed, and Dad pulled him in.I looked Dad over and he seemed okay, though his right forearm had a giant bandage on it and was bruised. “How you doing, Dad?”“Good. I’m getting out of here tomorrow.”“And your heart? Did they actually find it?”“It was a long search, but yeah, they found it smarta ... guy.”I laughed at that. Both Kelly and Mom punched me in the arm. “So, what’s the latest? Mom said.