Selling Innocence: A Teenage Price

"How much?" she asks, eyes darting nervously around the room. The man in the worn-out jacket smirks, "Fifty for a handjob, a hundred for fucking." She swallows hard, her throat dry. She needs the money, she tells herself, just this once. She takes the bills, crumples them in her fist, and begins to unbutton her shirt. The camera watches, unblinking, as she barters her body, each act of pleasure a transaction, each moan a payment in kind. It's a harsh, unvarnished look at the world's oldest profession, a world where innocence is currency, and the cost of survival is measured in cold, hard cash.

• teens
• whore
• cash
• money
• price
• pay
• sex-tape
• moneytalks
• money-talks

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