On the bustling 305 Bus, a line of young, eager teens, barely legal, await their turn to please the driver, a seasoned veteran of this cash-for-sex game. One by one, they disappear into the back, emerging minutes later, breathless and flushed, their hands clutching crumpled bills. Their acts vary, but the driver's satisfaction is clear, his groans echoing through the bus as the teens work their magic, some shy, others confident, all hungry for the cash and the thrill of public debauchery.