Kristen seemed like just an ordinary door-to-door canvasser for a good cause -- former child prostitutes in her case. She was looking for sponsors the way people do when they walk for hunger or something. But she wasn't going to walk; she was collecting something -- something measured in teaspoons.
Mr. Marcus wants to avoid a Halloween party where parents of his young female conquests will attend. The solution comes in the form of cousin Zeke. Ah, but the consequences of deception!
A disease suddenly descends on humanity. Women develop a serious illness which can only be cured by sexual intercourse, and it has to be with the right guy. No condoms, no pulling out, and he has to really want it. Bad luck? A sign from a God with most mysterious ways? Or could it possibly have been designed by a human with an agenda?