Darius makes her

Darius let out a low moan as he climaxed and poured himself into Claire. She could feel him pulsing inside her, filling her up.

As Darius pulled out of her, Claire couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and disgust at herself. She had allowed herself to be used in this way, to be taken advantage of by a stranger in a dark alley.

Meanwhile, Haley had watched the whole thing from the shadows. She had come looking for Claire, but what she had found instead had left her shocked and confused.

Haley walked up to her mother, whose eyes were widened in fear and disbelief. “Mom, do you understand now? This is what I have to do to survive. This is the life I need, I'm addicted to it.”

Claire looked at her daughter, tears streaming down her face. She didn't know what to say as Haley told her her story.

Darius, who was still standing nearby, spoke up. “Hey, now that you know your daughter is a stripper and whore for Jamal's gang, why don't you join in? It's an easy way to make money and you can take care of her.”

Claire couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had never been in a situation like this before and didn't know what to do. But then she looked at her daughter and knew what she had to do.

“Okay,” she whispered, “I'll do it. I'll join Haley and become part of Jamal's gang.”