Get to work!

The two women made their way down the beach out of the restricted area. Camila trudged through the sand. It was amazing how a place so beautiful could feel so imprisoning. Ellie noted her quiet anger.

"Are you a virgin?" Ellie abruptly asked.

"No, of course not."

"Ever given a blowjob?"

"Yes."

"Ever taken it up the ass?"

"...no." Camila was surprisingly shy about this and shocked at Ellie's boldness.

"Well, that's where I was when I started here a few summers ago and now I can do it all."

"A few summers ago?!" Camila was floored.

"Well, yeah. This place pays way better than any job I coulda got back home. I could roll around Gainesville and get as many guys but this way I go home with a shit ton of money."

"I can't imagine signing up for this," Camila wondered.

"That ship has sailed. Literally." Ellie grabbed her shoulder to stop and look her in the eyes. "Camila, your little rebel chick act is cute and all but you gotta get with the program. You ain't gonna beat the system, and if you try it's gonna end real bad for you. Just play along with the guys and this place isn't so bad."

Camila was going to respond to that but she heard a whistle coming from up the beach.

"Hey, Ellie, who's the new girl?" The two looked and saw a man coming up the beach in their direction. "I thought I saw everyone working here but I definitely haven't seen her."

"Oh, this is Camila!" Ellie put on her bubbly persona. "I'm just taking her down to the bar for her first shift. Girls don't go green before their first shift. Sorry, Johnathan." She smiled and shrugged.

"You sure about that?" Johnathan said, pointing to Camila.

She looked down at the bracelet in panic, and sure enough, it was changing to green...