"How much?" coos the naïve teen, eyeing the wad of cash. "Depends on what you're worth," the jaded man replies, his eyes undressing her. She swallows hard, her mind calculating the cost of books, rent, and her dignity. She decides, "Let's start at $500." He smirks, "Make it $800, and you'll have to swallow." Bargain struck, she drops to her knees, the scent of money and sex filling the air.