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Lindiwe had shown up. In the town’s short history, few had suffered as much as Lindiwe to reach Ashton Lovelock.

However desperation had driven Lindiwe to extreme procedures, as it had her fellow migrants who ‘d also made it through the journey.

Lindiwe had not viewed the stops on her trip as a traveler might, although there were few European travelers who would venture into sub-Saharan Africa nowadays. What she saw of the thousands of miles between Southern Africa and Northern Europe wasn’t through the round windows of an aeroplane soaring above the clouds and spotting ahead of a trail of prohibitively expensive fossil fuel. She saw no airports and many absolutely no passport controllers. Had she fulfilled even one in between Lesotho and London, she ‘d have been unceremoniously bundled away in the back of a migration paddy wagon either to be discarded back in her native land or detained in among the countless refugee camps that lined the coasts of North Africa. And from what Lindiwe had heard about these camps, her probably fate there would be a lonesome death while she waited for a decision from the many government agencies and private charities that were fruitlessly arguing with one another over the responsibility for feeding the millions of desperate souls in their care.

Nobody would want to be strained with such duty when there were so many other more immediate requirements to address.

Lindiwe didn’t expect Ashton Lovelock to treat illegal immigrants with anymore kindness than Nairobi, Cairo, Harare, Sarajevo or Rotterdam would have done if her presence had actually been found by an official at any point on her trip. And when she had actually been required to declare her existence, well…

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There had been several times when she ‘d needed to utilize her body as currency to keep her and her companions safe. This had actually held true from the extremely start of her journey when she ‘d had to sacrifice her virginity merely to protect an exit visa from the United States of South Africa. There were the weeks and, in the slums of Cairo, the months of working for very little pay and a great deal of physical and spoken abuse in professions that were far more routine than her post-graduate degree and professional training had ever prepared her for.

Here in the Kingdom of England, there might be an opportunity to make great the credentials that were surplus to requirements in Maseru. Lindiwe had high expect Ashton Lovelock. Regardless of the falling apart decay of the hastily-built house she was remaining in, it was a relatively young town with energy-efficient real estate, extensive parking spaces, and an abundance of windmills and solar panels.

The reality was that Ashton Lovelock was a veritable paradise compared to her initial home in Africa. The years of African starvation had not decreased overall population numbers by quite. Maseru still housed a population far greater than its facilities could support. The cops were futile versus the criminal gangs that made it hazardous to venture out whether at day or night. If they ever paid at all, the few available tasks paid very poorly. Homes and workplaces were collapsing from overlook. Lines of starving individuals wound through the high streets for the few goods the criminal gangs permitted to show up in the shops. Only a lucky couple of were ever rewarded for their persistence.

This undoubtedly left a vacuum that was now being filled by the most current wave of immigrants: of which Lindiwe was one. She was only one of lots of. Lots of came from Africa, at least as many from the Middle East and Asia, and, inevitably, refugees from the racially intolerant Republic of North America.

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Aparo shared the same single bed mattress with Lindiwe in a room that had actually once been a loft extension. Apara and Lindiwe shared the mattress in the daytime hours.

” There are no tasks at KFC-McDonalds,” said Aparo, describing the franchise where she worked. “You’re simply going to have to look for work in other places.”

Lindiwe’s heart sank. She couldn’t sleep on the bed mattress at night because Mr and Mrs Martin would exist and there weren’t many locations open at night where she could hope to find work. This meant that her pursuit of employment would also mean going without sleep.

Nevertheless, bleary-eyed and bored, after a night invested in the vicinity of the bus depot in the company of others with absolutely nothing else to do, Lindiwe resolutely wandered the streets of Ashton Lovelock in the hunt for an employment opportunity. Not that there were lots of locations to go to in the town centre. The proprietor of KFC-McDonalds, herself a South African immigrant, was sympathetic however pointed out that there was a long waiting list of similarly desperate prospects. The other fast-food chain, Yo Sushi Pizza Hut, was rather less friendly and basically informed her that only Muslim guys could apply. Other than that, the only supermarket– a Tesco-Walmart– was freely hostile and informed her that the business had a policy of reporting thought immigrants. So there was little hope there either.

Lindiwe quickly understood that there were no tasks for her in Ashton Lovelock at all. The immigrant community had already taken all the available low-paid chances. And this was much to the evident distaste of native English residents, a number of whom honestly ridiculed Lindiwe with unsubtle pointers of the unethical practices of the deposed Government of National Unity.

The ever-widening radius of her task search eventually encompassed a company estate on the perimeter of Swindon where Lindiwe, at last, got a position but as absolutely nothing more requiring than a nightshift cleaning-woman. Although this position needed a costly two-hour commute by bus followed by a half-hour walk it was still much better than needing to invest the entire night preventing the couple sleeping on her daytime bed mattress.

Her main tasks mostly involved changing on and turning off the different cleaning devices and robotics. It wasn’t long until Lindiwe discovered that cleansing wasn’t whatever she was expected to do, although it wasn’t composed into her terms and conditions of work (which, in any case, were completely spoken and concurred with a handshake).

Throughout the first week that Lindiwe worked at the George Monbiot eco-business park, she ended up being aware of the presence of spaces that were out of bounds to her and the other night-time operatives. This was odd because the only people expected to be working at the workplaces so late at night were security guards and technical operatives.

When Lindiwe bumped into any of the people who ‘d been remaining in a locked space, it soon ended up being apparent what was taking place. It was constantly a guy and a woman. The female was inevitably much younger than the man and generally an immigrant. Lindiwe likewise observed the smell of sex that was lingering on their individual. Her nostrils had ended up being well attuned to the smell after the weeks she ‘d spent in Sarajevo in which her survival counted on the provision of blow-jobs to total complete strangers.

” I like all the personnel to chip in,” Lindiwe’s boss described as he handed her the meagre benefits for her first week’s work. He was a slim dark-skinned man with a turban and a West Midlands accent. He was an exile who had actually returned home after the change of government. “The benefits are extra pay. I can’t promise a fortune but pointers can make a difference.”

” Why do not individuals go to brothels and massage parlours?” asked Lindiwe, who comprehended that her ongoing work was almost certainly conditional on her accepting this extra work.

” The change of federal government produced lots of great chances,” Mr Singh said with a sigh, “otherwise I wouldn’t be here, of course. But one measure the new government also presented was to close the illicit sex facilities that were an unofficial haven for the immigrant women who had actually stayed on in the nation, in spite of the continuous pressure to leave. This operation is similar to lots of others you’ll find all over this nation. It’s a way for the Business Park’s property managers to use empty rooms in workplaces that would otherwise be decommissioned and for the punters to get what they want.”

And what they wanted was something Lindiwe now had to offer about two times a week in among the a number of out-of-bound workplaces. They were furnished with rather standard beds rather than desks, chairs and computers. The felt-covered partitions around each cubicle now served the function of hiding what was going on. There was a constant stream of customers who came to enjoy the affordable satisfaction that immigrant labour was now offering: their cravings whetted by the VR fantasies they might enjoy in the comfort of their own houses.

For Lindiwe, this provided no pleasure at all till she squeezed into the office shower with the other nightshift cleaners to spray off the semen, urine and other physical fluids that the consumers believed was a required part of love-making but throughout which ordeal the vaginal penetration was most likely the least distasteful part.

In the town’s brief history, few had suffered as much as Lindiwe to reach Ashton Lovelock. And from what Lindiwe had actually heard about these camps, her most likely fate there would be a lonely death while she waited for a decision from the numerous government agencies and private charities that were fruitlessly arguing with one another over the obligation for feeding the millions of desperate souls in their care.

Lindiwe didn’t expect Ashton Lovelock to deal with illegal immigrants with any more kindness than Nairobi, Cairo, Harare, Sarajevo or Rotterdam would have done if her presence had been found by an authorities at any point on her voyage. Bored and bleary-eyed, after a night spent in the area of the bus depot in the company of others with absolutely nothing else to do, Lindiwe resolutely roamed the streets of Ashton Lovelock in the hunt for a work chance. And this was much to the evident distaste of native English people, many of whom openly taunted Lindiwe with unsubtle pointers of the dishonest practices of the deposed Government of National Unity.

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