"How much for a blowjob?" the jaded man asks, his eyes scanning the two young teens sitting before him. They're new to this, their eyes wide with innocence and fear, yet there's a glimmer of curiosity in their gazes. "Five hundred each," the man responds, pulling out a wad of cash. The teens glance at each other, a silent conversation passing between them. They're here for the money, but as they begin to touch, to kiss, they realize they're also here for each other. The room fills with the sound of their moans, the crinkle of bills, and the soft whispers of first times.