Hayley looked at her father, upside down from her point of view, feeling kind of weird in her position. She was curious as to why the policemen and Father Bland had been at their house, they had only told her that they had to speak to her father. Anyway, there was no time to ask him now. His p***s looked terribly swollen, big and twitching. She was sure it was chock full of venom again and it was her duty to suck it all out and save her father's life yet again. She wondered what the new technique was.
She watched as her father strode over to her, his flabby white legs bare, p***s growing in her vision. He got closer and closer until his p***s was right in her face. She could smell the sweaty odour of her father's body, the tuft of black hair filling her vision. The smooth head of the p***
