Propose a higher price.

The offer disgusts you, but this unexpected prospect of easy money for indecent acts strangely intrigues you. Perhaps… if the price were a little higher? For instance, if he had offered you… THREE hundred... how could you say no to that?

“How about three hundred?” you ask timidly, the situation of haggling with a man over the price of a blowjob striking you as quite surreal.

The man looks somewhat displeased, saying, “For a BJ? I can get a lot more than that for three hundred dollars.”

Slightly offended by the man’s underestimation of the value of your product (yourself), you counter, “Hey, if you want to go hit up some old skanky piece of street trash, be my guest.” You’re a little surprised at how naturally you’ve suddenly slipped into the role of a working girl negotiating a price, but you continue, arguing that, “If you want to get your dick in the supple, teenage mouth of a gorgeous young high school girl, that shit is gonna’ cost you.”

The man grins, impressed by your enthusiastic sales pitch, and says, “Wow, you’re a feisty one.” He thinks for a second, **** but somewhat convinced, and offers, “Two-fifty.”

You unflinchingly respond, “Three.”

He concedes, “Alright. Three hundred." He looks you up and down before adding, "You better be worth it.”

And thus, you have successfully negotiated your first hookering job. Aren't you proud?