Krissy gets propositioned

Doubts filled Krissy's mind as she walked along the street, a growing sense of defeat growing in her mind.

After walking for most of the day with no real plan, she found herself in a less desirable part of town as the sun began to set. Krissy grew up in a trailer park; low-income areas were nothing new to her. Maybe she'd even have better luck here than in the other parts of town. She'd waited tables last summer at a local diner; maybe she could find a little place around here that would hire her.

The streets grew dark as Krissy continued her search unsuccessfully when a vehicle pulled up alongside her on the dark street, the window rolling down as the driver addressed her.

"You working?" A heavyset, muscular man in his forties asked looking her up and down with obvious interest. Krissy looked up, startled by the man.

"Working?" Krissy replied, completely bewildered.

"Yeah, how much?" He asked, his brow furrowing as he looked at the hot little teen. She was hot as sin, much better than most of the working girls in this neighborhood, though she seemed plenty stupid as well. Not that it mattered.

"How much?" Krissy said looking back at the man, the nature of his question still lost on the teen.

"To fuck" The man said exasperated, trying not to lose his temper with this dimwit.

'I...I'm not a prost..." Krissy began. Then considered her situation. No job. No money. No place to stay, and standing in the dark in the bad part of town.

Fuck, maybe this was her only option.