"How much?" the young whores ask, their voices barely above a whisper, eyes darting nervously. "Fifty for a blowjob, a hundred for fucking," the pimp replies, his voice as cold as the steel in his eyes. The girls, barely legal, their bodies still developing, begin to strip, hands trembling as they reveal their young flesh. The first girl, a raven-haired beauty, takes a deep breath and kneels, her small hand wrapping around the john's throbbing cock, her mouth opening wide to take him in.