30 and walked to the address she gave me. It was an apartment in a high rise so when I got there I had to buzz the intercom and talk to her. When I sa...d I was her 6pm appointment I was buzzed in. I took the elevator to the floor of the apartment and then knocked on her door. She answered the door dressed in a dressing gown and led me to her lounge. There was quite a good view, partly of the sea and beach and on the lounge floor was a padded cushion (about 7ft long), which looked like it had. Her cousins ... had called all the shots, except for actually fucking her. She hadn't let them do that. She'd wanted to, but was too afraid. And school. She remembered now that she'd talked about archeology, but her grandmother had pooh-poohed that. Nobody could make a living in archeology. Business was the ticket. An MBA would open doors for her.Had it? Her shop was doing well. Her clientele were loyal. Her employees ran the day-to-day sales part, while she concentrated on ordering and finding. . .*"That's her." Charles said softly without needing to hear Danvers'thoughts aloud. "You sought to "improve" her self image by turning herinto a constantly horny, roundheeled little sexpot so you could haveeasy use her body. Unfortunately, she went beyond that and became a slutwho, in momentary flashes of recall, came to hate herself for thatbehavior. I found her ready to commit suicide. Fortunately, I was ableto undo most of the damage you did to that girl. She's now one of mine,by the. I gather my wits and remind myself that she is sixteen. I turn my head away. I hear the shower run. I quickly change into business attire. I go to the living room and turn the news on."Uncle Gary," Dolefully Lily chimes.I turn from the news and see that she is wearing a silk kimono and black flats.She continues, "Uncle Gary, can we go to my house please?"I turn the news off and we head out. The drive to my brother's house is not really that far, however, it is like entering a different world. I.