Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Be Trade

The car pulled up to the curbside.
From a doorway, a woman came,
But was not waiting for a ride.
She was fortyish, he the same.
He did not ask her to get in;
But hinted that he wanted sex,
That had more of a fresher spin.
Could she provide what he expects?
She smiled and said she would come through.
Then they haggled over the price.
A deal was struck between the two -
The bargain made of sacrifice.

Her body wasn't what she sold,
But her daughter - thirteen years old.