I decided to go on a short walking holiday to the Brecon Beacons in Wales in the second week of August. I had found a lovely farmhouse bed and breakfa...t to stay in for four nights, Wednesday to Sunday. I arrived on the Wednesday evening, after driving along a narrow single track lane with gates and fields on either side, which eventually ended in a small, stone wall enclosed parking area in front of the house, which had obviously at one time been part of the farmyard. The whole look and. It had come the full circle, perhaps the full circle of hell. Was she damned, damned because of who she was, where she had come from, for how she thought and what she needed? The obsessive controller now being controlled? These thoughts danced through her mind in the haze of pain and pleasure this man was inflicting on her entire being. The thoughts were almost instinctual, bursting from a core of hatred and consuming anger. In this, she found a disturbing sort of peace. As she. She was having a hard time. She looked across at the enemy. She was suffering, too. This pair were fighting each other to a standstill and shedding blood by the pint. She looked at the makeshift ring's canvas covering and saw spots of blood all over it. She wouldn't be catching an early bus this week! This was going to be a long haul!"She's a dirty fighter " Gloria whispered to her second. "Any advice?" Don't ask me! You're the expert. You're the fighter. Me? I just cool you down and wipe the. South of that. You can see where it used to be on Google ... no ... ya can't ... it's gone. Shoot, there's a big pond where Uncle Jess used to keep his horses.I'll bet that was fun digging out ... Jess used to bury the dead horses back there. Anyway ... the house is gone and there's a fucking Country Club across the road ... Shit fire ... that'll chap your ass. Seems like some damn developer is always tearing down the good old things and putting up crap.This little house had a bedroom to the.