I was offered a kid once in Olangapo City. She couldn't've been more than twelve. I was a horny, unprincipled, perverted young man, but even at my worst there were some things I wouldn't do. I gave her some money and told her to go home.
I'll never forget that kid, and I sometimes wonder what ever became of her, the poor, skinny little thing. I hope she got off the streets, got married, and has a happy life.
Imelda Marcos probably had a similar encounter and she turned out just fine.