"How much?" the stranger asks, his voice low and hungry. The teen swallows hard, her eyes darting nervously between the cash in his hand and his intense gaze. "Fifty," she whispers, her voice barely audible. The stranger smirks, peeling off the bills, his eyes never leaving her body. She hesitates, then reaches for the money, her fingers brushing against his. The deal sealed, she turns, revealing her bare ass, ready to be claimed for the price of her innocence.