Lori - Dirty Angel

Written by PantyMan

It was after midnight. Here was I, sat in a nearly empty bar, trying to either drown my sorrows or celebrate, I couldn't decide which. My bitch of a girl friend had upped and left me after six months of spending a lot of my money. The last few weeks had been pure hell as she was always whining for more and more cash, and when I refused to give her any more, she stopped sleeping with me. "No cash," she had said, "then there is no honey pot."

She had just gone without a word, leaving a short note that read "Found someone who's happy to spend his money on me". Her only saving grace had been that, although an expensive model to run, she had been a real looker and an excellent fuck - the only reason that I had put up with all her spending. "Good luck to the new guy" I thought.

"You look like you have all the trouble in the world," a slurred voice said from further along the bar. I looked and saw an old guy, probably in his fifties, with several days growth of stubble, slumped down onto the bar top looking at me.

"I bet it's woman trouble," he cackled as he drew his stool up next to mine.

I was in the need of some company, so I was happy to start a conversation with him, even though he looked terribly neglected and could do with a change of clothes as the ones he wore smelled decidedly ripe.

We discussed women in general and mine in particular, and I discovered that his name was Vernon, or Vern for short, but that everyone who knew him called him Pops. Although he was a habitual drunk, he had a daughter Alison who looked out for him and was coming to collect him later.

"If you are nice to her," he smiled, "She MIGHT put out for you."

In my state, having been denied any sex for a good few weeks that seemed like an interesting proposition, so I was happy to fork out for a few beers for him while we waited.

Around two a.m. the door opened and a woman came into the bar. She was about 30 years old, dark blonde, with blue eyes and a pale complexion. She was wearing a black leather jacket over a see through black blouse and a very short black skirt. Her outfit was completed by a pair of black high heeled shoes and black stockings or panty hose. There was a tear or runner down her left leg and around her ankle was a gold anklet. Through her blouse I could see that she was wearing a black bra which was covering rather small tits. Her make up was overdone and her general appearance was that of a slut, but her face was that of a pretty girl. My cock gave a lurch - she was definitely fuckable.

She was followed by a smaller figure, but she stayed behind the first woman so I couldn't see her properly.

"This is my little Allie," said Vern, reaching out and giving the woman a drunken bear hug.

"Get off me you old fool," she said, pushing him away, "You were supposed to be home by midnight to look after Lori."

"Ooops," he said, winking at me, adding "I guess I forgot."

Alison, who was obviously in a VERY bad mood, moved to the bar, revealing the girl who stood behind her.

"This is my darlin' little Eleanor" slurred Vern poking his finger in the direction of the girl.

Eleanor, or Lori as she preferred to be called, looked to be about 12 or 13. She had a very pale complexion, bright blue eyes and had tiny little budding breasts just barely pushing out of the front of her sweater.

She looked unwashed and neglected in contrast to her mother. Her hair was a tousled mess and had seen neither brush, comb nor water for many days. She was wearing a dirty green sweater, a rather short jeans skirt, dirty white socks, and white very well worn tennis-type sneakers.

She wore a heavy bright red lipstick which, on her cute elfin like face did nothing but spoil her appearance. Also she had applied a bright red nail polish to her fingernails but it was badly applied and was chipped and peeling in places. She moved over to the bar next to her mother and climbed onto a bar stool allowing me a very quick flash of her dingy gray panties before she smoothed her skirt down and settled. Once again my cock gave a lurch in my pants. Although a very dirty, scruffy child she looked like she would clean up well, and did look very fuckable. ......(cont)

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This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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