"What do you think of these new kids man? I swear they're so mature".
"Yeah man, I feel what you mean".
A green-toothed criminal of the notorious Desert Cowboy Gang laughed with his companion as they dragged the new kids down from the trucks, dragging them towards the main storeroom where they would be kept in preparation for sale.
"Have you seen this girl? I bet she's only 12 years but man her skin is so white and soft. Hehe, even her twin watermelons are already fully developed".
"Damn, I felt like squeezing the juice out of them on seeing how big and round they were, I bet they must taste so sweet".
"You're so right bro, I wish I can have a go at them sometimes but the boss won't agree. I envy the Great Shelter dwellers, those f*ckers get to enjoy them".
"Haha, what do you expect, a miser like you can't have a go at them".
"F*ck off! Who's the miser between the both of us?"
"We're both misers! Hahaha!"
"You're actually right, we are both misers, hahaha!"
