In the grimy backseat of a car, under the harsh glow of a streetlight, a teen girl, her eyes hooded and hungry, negotiates her price. The crumpled bills exchanged hands, she leans in, her small, greedy hands unbuckling, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. She's a whore, plain and simple, but there's a power in her, a control she wields with every bob of her head, every swirl of her tongue. She's not just sucking cock for cash, she's sucking it to own it, to own the man attached to it, if only for a moment.