In the famous bar Almalu Trastevere, Italy, the pimp Filippo and his helper Mattia are relating their last business, as they and the Coachwoman smoke and drink beer.
"Ha ha ha! And the dummy girl believed that I would become her a famous actress. Ha ha! She was from a rich family, but the stupid gave me a lot of money that she'll be lucky if she gets a job as a dishwasher in Milan. Hook, line and sinker! Ho ho ha ha!", Filippo told. Meanwhile, Mattia had to stop drinking his beer unable to contain the laugher.
"Generally my business is another, but it is so easy to fool teenagers that I use them to give me their money, especially those who are very wealthy. Ha ha ha! And she paid! Plenty! (drops a bundle of banknotes and does a wicked laugh) That shows you how low the pimp Fillipo will stoop, eh Mattia?", he turned to see Mattia raising his thumb while he drank beer without stopping.
"Now, Coachwoman, what’s your proposition?", asked Fillipo.
"Well, (she puffed her cigarette holder) how would you blokes like to make some real money?", the Coachwoman dropped a big sack full of bills in the table.
"Well… and how many do we have to, eh, you know", Fillipo winked the eye and stucked out his tongue.
"No! Nothing like that. You see … (whispering) I’m collecting stupid girls, stupid girls of any age", the Coachwoman peered around to make sure she’s not been overheard.
"Collecting? Without any kind of service?", he asked.
"Yes, to be exact, I collect the disobedient ones that play hooky from school. And you see…(the Coachwoman started whispering the instructions that they had to follow)…and I takes ‘em to Pleasure Island."
"Ah, Pleasure Island! Pleasure Island?! The place where people disappear according to rumors? Sorry, but I already have a lot of problems with the law. I don't want to be involved in any murder or anything like that, it's not my style!", Fillipo grumbled.
"No, no. There is no risk! They come back alive, but they never come back…. AS GIRLS!", she showed a devilish face, laughed with vile glee, scaring Fillipo and Mattia.
"Now, I’ve got a coach load leaving at midnight. We’ll met at the crossroads and no double crossing! Scout around. Any good prospects you find, bring 'em to me.", said the Coachwoman.
"Yes, signora", aswered fearfully Fillipo.
"Perfect, I'll pay you well."
Two weeks later, in a town of Tuscany, a young girl named Annetta left her house to go to school. Annetta was young cute and tomboyish girl with long blonde hair, blue eyes and freckles. She wore a black hairband, a light pink long-sleeved shirt under a sleeveless dress with dark pink stripes, and a black belt around it, white knee high tube socks and black Mary Jane shoes. She seemed to wear lip gloss and black eyeliner.
She was happily singing along the narrow roads until she felt something unusual, as if someone was following her. And she was right, hiding among the Tuscan houses, bridges and alleys, Fillipo and Mattia followed her carefully. They had acquired the school record of all the girls from over the region and saw that Annetta was a good candidate. Although she was a double threat-cute and smart, with natural charisma and daring according to reports, she was also spoiled, snotty, greedy, manipulative and rebellious in accordance with teachers notes.
Then...