It was the end of the day and the sun hung heavy on the horizon.
Lorelei stood in her window above the saloon, waiting for the cowboys to come in from the prairie. She knew they would be tired from a week of driving cattle.
"Tired cowboys" she said out loud "well that ain't nothing good whiskey and pretty whores won't fix."
She almost had enough money to get out of this town and out of whoring for good...almost. She laced up her corset a little tighter, so her ample bosom was practically spilling out of the top, and made her way down to the saloon.
There was a card game going on to her left. Money was flying and she made it a point to get over there.
"Hello boys, can I get you fellas anything?" she purred. The skinny cowboy at the table blushed, trying to avoid her eyes.
She new he would be the target for the night. By morning she would have him loved up and broke, sending him back to the prairie with thoughts of her on his mind.
"Hey little britches, you look like you need a good luck charm" She said sitting on his knee.
"Uhh... if you think it will help" he stuttered.
Lorelei knew exactly how to work these young cowboys. She liked them young and inexperienced, liked being in control. She slipped her hand into the collar of his shirt, and pressed her hip into his crotch, after he had won the third hand.
"Come on little britches. Take me upstairs so we can celebrate your winnings" she whispered, letting her hot breath linger on his ear. She felt his prick jump under her rear.
