In a dimly lit room, a hungry young vixen sits on a bed, her eyes gleaming with greed. She's dressed in a revealing top and short skirt, her long, tanned legs crossed seductively. Across from her, a man in a suit, his eyes filled with lust, counts out a thick stack of bills. 'For you,' he says, 'and all I ask in return is a little... companionship.' The girl smiles, her eyes flicking to the money, then back to him. 'How much companionship are we talking about?' she asks, leaning forward, her breasts straining against her top. The man grins, 'Rough, hard, and dirty. The kind that leaves marks and makes you scream.' The girl's smile widens, 'I like the way you think.'