Lori chuckled. "You speak Portuguese? No? Shame. You'd get the joke. Honey in Portuguese is 'Mel'." She grinned as she released the girl's hand.<br/><br/>Walking out into the cool night air was refreshing. Lori took a deep breath. That was perhaps the one good thing about her ex ditching her - the cow had smoked like a chimney.  She walked beside Melissa as they headed frurther out of town instead of back in. The trailer park on the left looked a little seedy, More the sort of place someone looking for a cheap place to live would rent, rather than a tourist. Lori could feel eyes on them, could see curtains twitching. A coyote howled somewhere off in the desert and set a dog barking until a gruff male voice yelled at it to shut the fuck up. Somewhere a baby was crying. Angry voices, two female and one male, yelling in Spanish. Lori caught part of one woman saying something about 'fucking me and your daughter'. The rest was too fast for her to catch.<br/><br/>"Here? Me? Oh hell, just passin' through, y'know? Place is nowhere on the way from nowhere to nowhere..." She shrugged "Inn? Oh, the motel across the road there? Yeah, they seem to be doin' a roarin' trade over there. I must've got the last room they had available..." The sarcasm dripped from her tongue.<br/><br/>Mel stopped in front of the most dilapidated trailer she had ever seen, and Lori did a double take. "Seriously? Shee-it, girl, I've seen pigsties in better shape than that! Matter of fact, if someone tried to make pigs live in a place like that, they's have Animal Welfare threatening them with all sorts of shit! Fuck that! No way am I fucking you in a place that'll fall down if you cum loud enough. C'mon back to the motel with me."<br/><br/>She turned and began to retrace her steps, stopped, turned back. "Well, come on,  kid. I want a fuck, I'm horny as hell, you're the only cute lookin' kid in this shit-hole, which means I want to fuck you. And I ain't fuckin' you in<i>there</i>!" She nodded at the trailer. "So come<i>on</i>!" This time Lori reached out and grabbed Mel by the elbow, forcibly dragging her away from what couldn't pass for 'home' in a post-apocalyptic movie. The girl followed meekly this time. And now it was Lori's turn to ask questions. "So what's a cute thing like ypu doing in this shit-hole? You born here?" She listened to the tale of woe and grunted. "Well fuck. Listen kid, you got any sort of scruples? I mean, money's money, right? Don't matter how you get it as long as the people you get it off don't deserve to have it, right?" She left the cryptic remark at that, instead opening the door to her motel room. "Come on in, and get them clothes off, kid. I want to see you stark naked before I finish peeing."<br/><br/>Lori pulled her own tank top off, dropped it on the floor, her back to Mel as she headed  for the bathroom. At the door she paused and stepped out of her jeans, then turned, pulled her panties off revealing a neatly trimmed patch of black fuzz and a few tattoos, and sat. She deliberately left the bathroom door open. As she relieved herself, she kicked her sneakers off then reached down to pull her socks off too.