The girl'stattoos were red, indicating that she was a volunteer guest at the resort. There were two kinds of 'guests' at the castle: Volunteers and re...ruits.Volunteers wore red tattoos and often nothing else. Recruits wore black tattoos.Volunteers were members of the alternative lifestyle organizations that hadestablished the castle, but not the same sort of members that Jonathan Clarkwas. The volunteers offered their services to the castle of their own freewill. They could leave the grounds. She laughs at the sight before cleaning it off of her face and returning to the room and laying by her dad and cuddling him.He kisses her forehead as they just cuddle with one another....not realizing how tired they both are they drift off to sleep...WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?Alyssa sits up quickly awaken out of her sleep by the yelling as her dad does too. She looks to see her mom standing at the end of the bed. Her dad looks terrified " baby I can explain!" But he doesn;t even get a chance to. Nope, only way now was to find a job somewhere in the Clouseau sector, make enough money to refuel and get her back home. Damnit, she'd have to move back in with her Father until she could scrape together enough to get out on her own, put up with his bitching about women and how he'd 'told her so' til she was ready to puke. Maybe she could find a job working for some asshole who'd underpay and overwork her (and let's not forget stare at her tits) til the time came she could finally have her own. "We have only 3 teams, with only 1 that can climb, that means we can will have to eliminate our coconut harvesting duties, until another team arrives," said Samantha."When can we expect that to happen?"Sarah thought for a minute. "Probably 10 days to get trained and ready, 7 days at least."I sighed. "That's okay. We just have to suck it up and work harder. We will have to cut back on the harvesting, but we don't have to eliminate it completely." But boss, according to the house manual,.