In the gritty, neon-lit streets of the city, a young girl, barely legal, is propositioned by a mysterious figure with a thick wad of bills. "How much for your time?" he asks, his eyes scanning her body. She bites her lip, considering the offer, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and exhilaration. "Five hundred," she counters, her voice steady despite her nerves. He smirks, pleased with her negotiation, and leads her to a seedy motel room, where she'll trade her virginity for cold, hard cash, her innocence lost in a flurry of passionate, paid-for sex.