The neon lights reflect off her young, unblemished face as she struts down the street, her heels clicking a staccato rhythm on the pavement. She's a teenager, barely legal, yet she's already well-versed in the art of the deal. She's a whore, and she's got a proposition for her next client - a sex tape, for the right price. She's not just offering her body; she's selling a piece of her soul, her innocence, her future. She's a commodity, a product to be bought and sold, and tonight, she's putting a price on her virginity.