"Money talks, and bullshit walks," the stranger growls, pulling out his wallet. The teen's eyes widen, calculating the potential earnings. "How much for something... more?" she asks, her voice barely a whisper. He smirks, "Depends on what you're offering, sweetheart." She swallows hard, "Everything," she says, her voice steady despite her pounding heart. He counts out bills, "Five hundred. You're mine to use as I please." She nods, and he leads her to the bed, ready to fuck her every hole until his money's worth.