DATING DANIELLE (The making of a slut) Danielle was the daughter of my employee at the convenience store I managed. At 11 she was cute as a bug and ju...t starting to develop as a woman. Her small breasts were mere bumps at this point on her otherwise flat chest. Her mother had confided that she had just started her period. Her mother treated her badly, so my plan I felt would work well. The day came when I could proffer my plan. Danni as I called her was at the store one day with her mother,. I was busy studying the baskets of lingerie just next to them and there were quite a lot of sexy things in there. I pulled out several pairs of panties and a couple of suspender belts. It was a good job I was wearing loose fitting trousers as my cock was beginning to stiffen, pushing at the front of my pantyhose. After picking out all the things I wanted I moved on to the book section and selected a couple. I usually try to buy things other than just the lingerie to try and make it look less. Look down at the floor at once!" I'm sorry," I said, realizing that I had been guilty of a gross offence."I'm sorry, what?" the Marquis barked."I'm sorry, Sir," I said, recognizing a second offence in less than two minutes."Fetch Yolande," the Marquis ordered the monk who had brought me.While he was waiting for Yolande to be summoned, the Marquis made me kneel on a low, padded bench; he unlocked the chain which linked my wrists in front of me, refastened it behind my back and attached it to my. Another two men lay beside the other van, shot to pieces. He struggled to make sense of what they'd heard, of what he could see ... his mind was frozen in horror of what may have happened to Marie.When the soft "tap tap" on the van's side door sounded, the three men scrambled and fell over themselves trying to get clear of the door before it slid open.When the door did slide open, Marie stood there, her slender arms covering her breasts."Would one of you gentlemen please lend me your shirt?".