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

A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.3)

... It did not please Ray when he found out that his daughter moved in with him. But he plans to get Emmy back. "Hey!" Ray says happily as she enters his car. "Hi." She smiles slightly while looking ahead and getting situated in the passenger seat. "Lookin' as beautiful as ever." Ray says, noticing once again how much she's grown since before he went to prison. "Thanks..." Emmy says uncomfortably and quietly. "So where are we going?" She asks curiously while taking out her phone from her purse. "You'll see..." Ray replies as he drives away. "So, how are things?" He asks, wanting to create some conversation and break the ice. "Umm... Good." Emmy answers. "So, uhh... You moved in with Chris." He says awkwardly. "Yeah... Mom and I aren't getting along." She says while looking down at her phone and texting. "I see... She's hard to get along with sometimes." He says casually. "Do you like it at Chris's?" He asks, curious to know as it makes him feel bad that she seems to like Chris a lot more than him. "Yeah, I do." She states boldly as she looks at him. Ray nods. "That's... Good." He says awkwardly. "So, how's school going?" Ray continues to try and keep the conversation going. "Good." Emmy lies while focused on her phone. "Seeing anyone? I'll have to start chasing those teenage boys away from you, heh." Ray chuckles awkwardly. "Dad..." Emmy answers, annoyed. "I know, I know... I'm sorry. I'm just curious about you is all. It's been a long time." Ray sighs. A few moments later they ...

... arrive at their destination. "Here it is." Ray says as he parks the car. They get out. "Remember this place?" "Oh... Yeah." Emmy smiles a little, noticing the abandoned playground in the near distance. "You loved it when I took you here." Ray adds as they walk towards it. "Shame they closed it down." He looks down. Emmy doesn't say anything as they enter the playground, her hands in her jacket pockets, stepping over the 'closed' chains that block the entrance. "So..." Ray starts. "So..." Emmy says uncomfortably. "This isn't so bad, is it? I'm glad you came to hang out with your old man." Ray smiles at her. "Mhmm..." Emmy mumbles, looking down and smiling awkwardly. "Oh, cool. They didn't take down the swings." Ray looks towards the swing set. "Come on." He smiles at her. He walks towards them as Emmy follows behind. "It's been a long time since I did this." Ray chuckles as he sits down on a swing and begins to use his feet to push him back. Emmy reluctantly joins him and they share a moment just swinging back and forth together in silence. Then they stop, a genuine smile appears on her face. "I understand why you hate me." Ray turns his head to her. "Dad..." Emmy looks down. "I left you, your brother and your mom. I didn't want to but I did. And I know I was far from a saint when you were a little kid. I tried really hard to make things right back then, remember? And things were good weren't they?" He asks, desperation and guilt in his eyes. "Yeah..." Emmy replies, knowing ...