In a dimly lit room, teens huddle, smartphones out, as they hash out the details of their flesh-for-cash transactions. "I'll give you three hundred for a blowjob," one offers, voice barely above a whisper. "Four fifty for a fuck," another counters, pulling down her panties to reveal her glistening slit. As the deals are sealed, so are the teens, their bodies entwined in a web of lust and commerce, their moans and the crinkle of cash the only sounds in the room.