In the dimly lit interrogation room, the cop, his uniform still crisp despite the intense heat, leans in menacingly. The teen prostitute, her eyes wide with fear and excitement, struggles to maintain composure as he runs a thick, calloused finger along her thigh. "You're a naughty little thing, aren't you?" he growls, his voice heavy with lust. She swallows hard, her breath hitching as he leans in closer, his hot breath against her neck sending shivers down her spine.