"Money on my mind," echo the whispered words of two emo twinks as they board the bus, their eyes scanning for prey. They're not looking for change, but for something more intimate, more taboo. Their targets: unsuspecting men with wallets full of cash. With a few whispered words and a suggestive touch, they negotiate their price. In the back of the bus, away from prying eyes, they drop to their knees, their hands working feverishly to free the hard cocks they've bought. The men, their faces contorted in pleasure and guilt, fuck the twinks' faces, their moans drowned out by the hum of the bus engine.