Cash for Climax: Her Price

Beneath the neon glow, she peddles her wares, her body a vessel for desire, a tool for survival. 'For money,' she says, her voice devoid of emotion, yet her eyes spark with a fierce determination. He hands her the bills, and she leads him to her lair, a seedy motel room where she'll give him what he paid for, her body a canvas for his lust, her price the only thing standing between her and the streets.

• sex
• for-money

• Unknown