Two fresh-faced teens, desperate for cash, find themselves in a seedy motel room, their virtue up for grabs. The camera captures their nervous laughter as they negotiate prices, their eyes darting between each other and the wad of cash on the table. Clothes slip off, revealing untouched bodies, as they hesitantly begin to touch, their inexperience evident in every shy caress. The first thrusts are clumsy, their cries a mix of pain and pleasure, but soon they're moving in sync, the sound of flesh slapping flesh filling the room. Money changes hands, their innocence sold for a few crumpled bills.