Mike Quasar constructs a five-sided diorama illustrating the hierarchies of prostitution, from the Beverly Hills madam to the street corner coke whore. Considering the vast literature on harlotry, one might expect more elaboration from the scenes, but the costumes, interiors and unsparing script evoke each distinct level without overstating the case.

Shawna Sexton's character is closest to the truth for the majority of America's working women and she plays it dead on. As a battered single mom, she's been in worse jams. The mattress is her road to survival right now. A natural prick mill, she gives anal to a raunchy working-class dude.

Equally strong is Ashley Taylor's portrayal of the high-class escort. She defends her choice of occupation with a pinched mercenary philosophy until her horny trick arrives. Her voice then becomes extra creamy. Flaunting her platinum tresses and fleshy mams, she narcissistically churns Cannon's cock into butter. The one unrealistic note here is that she's enjoying this job way too much.

The moral? No matter how high or low a woman is in the hooker pecking order, neither the sex nor the money can impart a lasting sense of security.

Quasar's technical crew does a wonderful job of giving each encounter its own erotic appeal. Sidney Michaels' editing choices complement the varied camera styles of Michael Bruno to strengthen the thematic structure. Appropriate soundtrack selections are also highly appreciated.