Amy and Vicki were in the living room talking when I entered.“God you look a mess Dad!” My youngest exclaimed.“I know, I’ve just looked in the...mirror for the first time.”“Not out on the pull tonight then?” Amy asked with a grin.“Thought I might give it a miss tonight, although I thought that maybe some of the young Goth girls might go for my current look.” I said.They both laughed. Vicki looked at me than at her sister. “You know, with a bit of makeup no one would notice. What do you think. An alarm clock then rang, she looked up at the clock, it was 1.30am, he got up from the floor and rushed to the laptop in the corner of the room, logging on. Cassie noticed the webcam despite him saying that he did not have one. Whilst the laptop logged on, he threw her an outfit and her make up bag telling her to get ready, she was confused but obeyed. He chose a white halter neck top, which was so low cut, it went down to her belly button and a white skirt. She came back to the living room,. By the way my name is Hank Wilson, and today I am at my parole hearing. It's been 30 years to the day.Like I said before I should have listened to my granddad.Hank my granddad said, there will be days that you'll wish you could run away and hide. Other days you wouldn't trade it for all the money in the world. And then there are those days you'll want to bury and put it out of its misery. My granddad told me this with the look of pride in his eyes that made me glad I was his grandson. My dad on. " she smiled.Needless to say, by the time Stacey had finished with me and got up off the bed, I was in another world. This must have been what it felt like to be on d**gs, though I doubted ANY d**g could top this!"Look at the mess you've made of yourself, slut." Stacey chastised as she looked down at me. And it was true, there was cum everywhere! "It's time I cleaned you up".I was intrigued, as Stacey slowly untied my ankles, before tying some rope around my knees. She then untied one wrist.