They eat.

The girls worked their way down from the staff lodging to the beach where there was a small cabana bar surrounded by beach chairs. From a distance they saw two women and four men at the bar -- the older, balding white man was pounding the petite Latina, who was bent over the bar, from behind while the three younger men were casually talking nonchalantly as if they were talking about sports at the corner pub.

"Let's go somewhere else and avoid her fate," Jenna suggested.

Sally nodded in agreement.

"What about the restaurant? We should be safe there!" Jenna suggested as the girls backtracked their steps towards the staff housing.

"Isn't that only if you're on duty at the restaurant?" Sally asked.

"I'm not sure but what other choice do we have?"

"And what happens if your gems turn green in the restaurant?" Sally wondered.

"I don't know..." Jenna replied with a slight shrug. "What about you? Are you going to let men fuck you?"

Sally did not answer immediately. The girls were in a dilemma of their own making because they did not read the fine print of the contract with the resort -- neither girl wanted to be fucked by strangers but Sally swallowed her pride and dignity if it meant she would make enough in tips to pay for her college tuition for the year. She had to keep telling herself that she was being paid and tipped handsomely for housekeeping rather than being fucked in every orifice by men. "I don't know either. I guess we'll have to figure it out if and when it happens."

The girls entered the main hotel building from the side and worked through the side hallway using their bracelets to avoid as many of the male guests and staff as possible.

"I think Sandra is on duty as hostess tonight," Jenna whispered as the girls entered the kitchen from the service entrance. "I'll ask her to put us in a corner booth."

The redhead waved at the kitchen staff, who were too busy cooking to acknowledge the girls, as they made their way into the restaurant's main dining room.

"Hey, Sandra," Jenna smiled, approaching the brunette hostess after she came back from showing some guests to their table.

"Hey, Jenna, what are you doing here? It's your time off, isn't it?" Sandra asked.

"Yeah, but we want something to eat," the redhead replied. "Oh, Sandra, this is Sally. Sally... Sandra."

The two girls introduced themselves with cheek kisses.

"Sandra, do you mind finding us a dark corner booth?" Jenna asked.

"For some privacy?" Sandra winked.

"Yeah," Jenna grinned.

"Of course! Follow me!" Sandra giggled and grabbed a couple menus.

The girls walked through the restaurant praying their necklaces and bracelets did not turn green, at least until they were in their booth. With a sigh of relief, they slid into the booth.

"Enjoy your food tonight, girls," Sandra smiled. "Niki will be your waitress tonight and will take your order."

Then as if on cue, an attractive curvy black girl with long straight hair appeared. "Oh, hey, Jenna!"

"Hi, Niki, this is my friend, Sally."

"Hi, Niki," Sally waved.

"Hey, girl. Do you want some drinks before I take your order?" the waitress asked.

"Some wine please!" Sally chirped.

"I'll get you a bottle of the house white wine," Niki smiled and turned away.

The girls lifted up their menus, not only to hide their necklaces and bracelets from any passing men but to give themselves some privacy to kiss until Niki came back with the wine.

"Ahem," the waitress coughed. "Your wine, ladies."

The girls clapped in appreciation after the waitress popped open the cork and poured the wine into their glasses. After apologizing for not deciding what to eat the girls gave Niki their order.

"Do you mind if we keep the menus," Sally asked. "Just in case we want to order something else."

"Yeah, no problem!" Niki winked.