An explanation

"Jenna, Jenna, hush baby," Sally hugged the redhead, desperately trying to soothe her. "Jenna baby you have to listen, come on baby listen to me." She could feel her friends trembling anger slowly starting to calm but she kept petting and stroking her until she felt confident that the girl had control of yourself.

"This place isn't like we thought," she murmured in Jenna's ear. "All the women here can be fucked by any man whenever their necklace and bracelet are green."

"What!" Jenna snorted in disbelief. "Who told you that?"

"That Miss Calano woman who met us when we got here. I went and talked to her after...well after my stuff went green...and I got...got used by a bunch of guys," she saw Jenna's eyes widen in anger and quickly went on. "I went to complain and report it, and she showed me what we'd signed, and...oh God Jenna she was right. It was all laid out in our contracts, and we signed them without reading. She says she'll look into why we weren't told at the first interview, but until then we're stuck. If we quit we get nothing, just a trip of the island, and not even transportation home."

"So anytime these are green, any pig who wants can fuck me?" Jenna asked in outrage. "What kind of bullshit is that? Do they know I'm lesbian?"

"I told her, but she said that you'd just have to make accommodations."

"Accommodations! That fucking bitch! She should come out here and fuck these pigs if she thinks it's so good."

"She does," Jenna said quietly. "We came out of the building and her stuff went green. A kid who drives golf carts just stripped and fucked her on the grass in front of me. People just walked by like it was something that happens all the time."

"Wait a minute! This asshole here was fucking you, and your necklace is red! What's the story with that?"

Jenna hung her head. "That was the deal I talked about. He was going to take you, but I offered myself if he gave me a chance to explain to you. I... I.... wanted to protect you."

"Awww, baby, come here." Jenna folded Sally into a hug, holding her tight and rocking her gently.

"What are we gonna do, Jenna?" Sally moaned.

"I know what I'm gonna do," the watching man said quietly.