A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.3) - Sex Stories

A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.3)

... "Well..." Chris smiles to the other officers. "That was quick." A wave of satisfaction overcomes Chris. "Take him downtown." He motions to the officer nearest to the door. "I'll be talking to you later." He says sternly as he looks at Keith. Chris takes a deep breath watching Keith leave in cuffs. Later on back at the station Chris enters the interrogation room where Keith is being held. He walks in slowly, alone, his eyes locked onto Keith. He turns to the corner of the room and reaches up to turn off the camera. He sits down quietly across from Keith. A few moments of dead silence pass. Chris continues to stare intently at Keith. "They're inspecting the laptop as we speak..." Chris begins. "But we both know what they're going to find, don't we?" He asks. In their conversation last night Emmy told Chris that she once saw underage porn on his computer and that Keith took a few videos of her over the years. Chris claimed he got an anonymous tip from a stranger to keep Emmy out of it. "I don't know what you're talking about." Keith says while gulping. Chris continues breathing through his nose like a bull. "I went through your record." Chris continues. "You were arrested for sexually assaulting a minor in 1999..." Keith blinks slowly, taking a deep breath. "Is that what you like to do, force yourself on young girls against their will? Does that make you feel powerful? Hmm?" Chris stares intently into his eyes. "Can't stay away from the jail bait?" Keith doesn't say a word, ...

... just smirks slightly. "They're going to find some young girls on that hard drive, aren't they?" Chris asks as he sits back. "Combined with the gun we found, I mean, you do know that convicted felons cannot own firearms, right?" Chris smirks. "And those illegal pills... I think you're going back away for a long time." Chris smiles wider. Emmy told him about his gun, which Keith used to threaten her on more than one occasion, and his pill taking. "You like preying on high school girls, huh? Well I hear Florence High Penitentiary is open for enrollment. And I hear it's pretty wild in there these days. Certainly wouldn't want the word getting out that you're a rapist, ha ha." Chris chuckles before standing up. Keith shuts his eyes, knowing he's finished. "Look at me, asshole." Chris slams his hands on the table as he leans over it. "You fucked with the wrong girl." He says louder, staring intensely at him. "I'm going to do everything and anything I can to make sure you suffer for the rest of your life." Chris says slowly and intensely. Keith's blood runs cold as he gulps again. "Yeah, you know which girl I'm talking about." Chris stands up straight, smirking. "Hope you had your fun because your life is over as you know it." Chris turns around and walks out. Keith sits there, alone, as he contemplates what he just heard. Emmy told on him. He thought he had an iron grip on her. He thought she was totally wrapped around his finger but he thought wrong. "Did you find anything?" Chris ...