"How much?" she asks, eyes flicking to the wad of bills in his hand. "Enough," he replies, a smirk playing on his lips. She sizes him up, then agrees, leading him to an alley behind the bar. No time for foreplay, she hikes up her skirt, revealing no panties, and bends over. He slaps her ass, then slams into her, making her gasp. She's tight, but she takes it like a pro, pushing back as he pounds her, the sound of their flesh slapping echoing in the narrow space. He comes inside her, then counts out the money, stuffing it in her hand as she wipes his cum from her thigh. Just another transaction in the game of flesh.