She was just starting college and was a bit of an outsider from the start. Most of the girls in our house were experienced party animals that enjoyed ...ollege life to the full. Ingrid was a classical case of a naive hick. With wide eyed surprise she looked around at her new life in the big city. At first she was very shy, but she had a charming naivety that won everyone’s heart.Quite often she’d react quite shocked by the free acting of the inhabitants, running thru the house half naked out of. “How can I help you?” the manager asked as Olivia walked through the door.My brother would be better, she thought. He’d had a job in retail for a few months during high-school.Yes, he’d been fired ... but he was a smart guy. He’d probably used that as a wake-up call to improve. By now, he probably would have vastly surpassed this manager’s customer service skills, solid as they were.“Hi,” Olivia replied, slightly flustered. She’d never been to a sex store before.“Let me know if you need a. How can we leave you out there, out of control?" Out of your control, that's all," I said irritatedly. "So that's what I need to do, quit giving you tips? Let this shit just go down, let"—I said the woman's name—"contract her hubby dead, let snipers and bombers do their thing? Richard, that's crazy." No, Jack, and this is from my heart, please don't stop the tips," he responded. "You've saved a lot of lives. And it wouldn't help you. The DEFCONTROL business, maybe you could have explained that. He hits his spots, too.Money? Well, it started simply enough. With everyone living in separate dwellings, it was no longer feasible to provide such community services as food and clothing in a central location, and with the community spread out more we needed a way to equitably distribute such things so that everyone got what they earned.We first tried just allocating supplies at a given rate per person, but that led to squabbles and fights about how so-and-so had not done a lick of work and.