In a dimly lit room, two young whores-in-training whisper their prices, hands already wandering, teasing the soft flesh beneath their clothes. "Two hundred for a blowjob, three for a fuck," one declares, her voice steady despite the pounding of her heart. The other nods, "Same," as they undress each other, their breaths hitching at the first touch of skin on skin. The money is counted, the camera rolls, and they dive in, a tangle of limbs and moans, their inexperience only adding to the raw, carnal beauty of their first paid encounter.